I am a retired hunter. Not some rich asshole who signs up for a canned trophy buck at a deer ranch, but a hunter. I am a past master at bushcraft. I have stalked the wily gray squirrel as a boy in the oak groves of South Alabama. We ate well. I have stalked the incredible, fearless Cape buffalo in the thorn thickets of Kitiangare. I lived. He died. We ate well./// Some will say, "You're paranoid!" No. I know the art of the hunt. I am a hunter. I know how the game reacts to the stalk. I have been the game for 22 years. Stalked by amateurs to this very day. So FUCKING stupid! Gotta be a bunch of city faggots! Repugnant.