This Web page was created by Ivana Marinkovic email@example.com dec 1999 <-------------------------------------------->
Once upon a time... all biologists and all who loved nature were hunters. People did not have enough leisure time to go out just to enjoy looking at nice critters that could extinguish hunger (= be eaten) anyway. The arystocracy had time enough, but they wanted to show the sub-classes what they were up to if they disobey; the totalitarian rulers of today do the same. (Say, Russian leaders, and our own President Tito did.) As on the scientific side, the only way to find out what or which creature you were dealing with was to shoot it, net it, or otherwise capture it, and then eat it, but first cut it up to see what it was made of anyhow. As time went by the tools and instruments were perfected and killing animals for identification became obsolete, as one had optical instruments (binoculars and telescopes and photographic cameras) to study animals from afar, and x-rays and such to see what's inside without killing them. Also the main food source for say today's tropical rainforest expedition is brought to them by helicopter at worst, and nobody relies on hunting for survival any more. However, we can not and do not forget that we are a predatory species. We have the instinct - not for killing, but for hunting. People can wait patiently in silence for hours on end to catch a fish, or shoot at a deer, or to spot through binoculars a certain elusive bird. Nothing can make people do this and love it, but instinct. We also love to chase animals, and stash things like stamps collectors, and commune with others that do the same, and what's all that but hunter's instincts. Now if you live in a part of the world where it is customary to eat what you catch and where the traditional hunting practices are alive and well, you will probably join your local hunting club or something and go out in the bush and get your deer or whatever. But if you have been raised away from all this, say in a big city, you will either go find some substitute and idulge in hunting for rare stamps or something, or the desire to return back to nature will prevail and you will buy yourself a pair of binoculars and a book and go birdwatching, or you might buy yourself a beagle pupy and follow it across land (and water). After a while you might desire to indulge in some form of competition relating to the art of hunting, like tracking and field trials, and it's been said that more and more people in Western Europe do these kind of exercises, which are not the hunting proper but are very much related, and whatsmore provide the competition which the traditional thing does not. (Don't say that you have shot more birds than your mate. You only were in the more populated area. Don't tell me that you shoot the prize deer. As I see it, he should have been left to improve the population, and another and smaller deer culled instead; but you have poor eyesight and shouldn't have been issued firearms anyway, so you shot the bigger target because it was easier to hit.) Well, the sport of shooting seems competitive enough, but believe me I found it the most boring of all the boring activities. Can't compare with waiting-in-hiding as I mentioned above. So after all you will not see hunting die out. Change, perhaps, but not die.
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Last revised: 9. dec. 1999.