Another Sunday morning. Hunting season here, so I listen for the inevitable gunshots that ring through the forests around my place. Not too many. Certainly not like it was a number of years back when it sounded like a shooting gallery on the first days of the season. I’m not a hunter, never really have been , but I have no problem with responsible hunters in the woods. The hunters who have a level of reverence for their prey and selectively hunt. It’s the cretins with no respect for the creatures they’re hunting, who are only out there for a thrill kill, that bother me.
There’s an element of selfish cruelty in these guys that pisses me off because it’s the same element of selfishness and cruelty that is present in so many of the horrible deeds that make one want to turn off the evening news in disgust. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s nothing new, just a part of who we are as a species. How can one expect something to do other than what is in its nature?
That brings me to my song for today from Neko Case, who is a real favorite of mine. It’s People Got a Lot of Nerve and its message is pretty close to what I said above. Why be surprised when any creature, including man, does what is in its nature?
Have a great Sunday…
Redtree Times 
What a wonderful video. I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or to cry. Perhaps both are appropriate.
I spent a good bit of time last night roaming your archives, and have added Redtree Times to my blogroll over at The Task at Hand, under “The Eye of the Beholder”. I enjoy your art, and I especially enjoy your literate musings on the artistic process. I’m happy to commend them to others.
Now, back for a third viewing of the video….
Thanks so much. Her videos are often these beautiful simple animations that fit so well with the songs. I recommend “Maybe Sparrow” as another great example.
All my best…
I spent much of my younger years in the mountains of PA. Our town bloomed twice its size in hunting season and I learned to shoot on a 30.06, bolt action Springfield. Still, from my first kill, I knew this wasn’t for me.
I killed in survival school, but without any enjoyment.
Hunger is one thing. Sport is another. Murder is something else entirely.
Well spoken as always and very much mirroring my experience. I am always suspect of those who take joy in their killing.