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A blood hunter using his head.

A bit of context 

I as the DM had set up some cultist to be kidnapping civilians at a large party and some of them was going after they mayor. We went round the group each saying how they was going to stop the cultists from getting to civilians the half orc warlock protect the mayor with his body. The halfing monk wasn’t about and was chasing a halfling barbarian and the Human blood hunter was kinda of panicking hears what he did.

DM: So you see the cultist move in the crowd what do you do.

BH: Ok as a blood hunter I have a trophy from my last hunt right?

DM: Righit

BH: Good my trophy is a mummified head of some noble I killed do I have time to take it out.

DM(Confused): Yes you do.

BH: I TAKE IT OUT AND THROW IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CROWD.

DM (Shocked): As you do so the crowd goes silent and then bursts into a panic runing everywhere

BH: At least I stopped the cultist. 

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The extremely elusive Himalayan Blue Sheep (Pseudois nayaur) in the snow at an altitude of 15,000 feet in Nepal’s little-known Dorpatan Hunting Reserve. These animals are one of the main food sources for Snow Leopards. ~

Despite spending upwards of a week climbing, crawling, and slogging through waist-deep snow in pursuit of the sheep, we were unable to get much closer than these images reveal. ~

Founded to attract international trophy hunters and tourism revenue, Dorpatan is one of the highest hunting areas on the globe. In the mid-nineties, the park was a stronghold for the Maoist rebels who waged a guerrilla war against the Nepal Government for over a decade. During this time, poaching of blue sheep and other exotic species was rampant. ~

Now, a handful of elite hunters travel here each year bringing much-needed employment to the area. The sheep population is now healthy and growing, although local poachers still operate in the more remote reaches of the park using weapons and techniques left over from the ciivl war.

Woolly Cheetahs were once a somewhat common genetic mutation. These Cheetahs had thicker and longer fur as well as what seemed like a shorter and heavier body. Philip Sclater of the Zoological Society of London wrote in 1877, “When adult it will probably be considerably larger than the cheetah, and is larger even now than our three specimens of that animal. The fur is much more woolly and dense than in the cheetah, as is particularly noticeable on the ears, mane, and tail. The whole of the body is of a pale isabelline [yellowish-fawn] colour, rather paler on the belly and lower parts, but covered all over, including the belly, with roundish dark fulvous blotches”. Because of these thoughts among zoological experts at the time, the Woolly Cheetah was thought to be a new subspecies rather than a genetic mutation.

By the 1880s, the Woolly Cheetah was seemingly hunted to extinction by trophy hunters. However, because this condition was caused by a genetic mutation, it is possible that the recessive gene that causes it will still be out there in some Cheetahs. 

Reasons I think Fablehaven is a grossly underappreciated series

I’ve been a huge fan of this series ever since my parents bought me the books about 8 years ago or so, but sadly, in the light of the final novels for the Harry Potter series making their debut, other fantasy novels were lost to the wind in the tidal wave of fame HP received. So I’m just going to make a big appreciation post for one of the greatest novel series of all time (in my opinion - and I’m going to keep it as spoiler free as possible). If you read this series, or heard of it, you might understand what I talk about, and you are now my friend.

Here’s a list of things that, as a writer, I appreciate:

  • The story context. The idea of a preserve for magical creatures is just baller, okay? Tell me that doesn’t sound epic.
  • The protagonists. Not only are there two main protagonists, who share the attention of the plotline equally, but they are also SIBLINGS. The brother, Seth, is a bit of a troublemaker, and is the catalyst for a lot of crazy interactions (though he rarely takes things too far if he can help it). He’s got high levels of sass, and his lines are some of the best I’ve ever seen in writing. He’s enjoyable, but also knows when it’s time to cut the crap. Since he’s rarely serious, that makes the impact all the greater when he DOES get his act together. Kendra, the older sister by one year, is a stickler for keeping to the rules, but will often cave in and follow her brother around at the promise of a little fun, even though most of the time she’s making sure he just doesn’t hurt himself. While more sensitive than her brother in some cases, she’s often the stronger of the two, in that she gets. Sh*t. DONE. It is so rare for me to find novels and written works that have protagonists who are also close siblings and maintain their relationship as brother and sister realistically throughout the series, and their personalities bounce off of each other SO WELL. They’re easy to follow, but still intelligent. A good balance that respects the characters as well as the reader for not dumbing down their speech when unnecessary.
  • The writing. The style is beautiful, it absolutely paints pictures in your head. Which is great, since actual illustrations are hardly ever present in the book - only 2-3 full-page images per book that aren’t the small titlecards to the chapter at the top of the page, which only serve the purpose of showing the location of the current chapter. A lot of care and attention went into the writing of these novels - the pacing is perfect to keep you absorbed and not bore you, but also not too fast so as to be throwing things at you when you need a break from the insanity. And trust me. There will be insanity.
  • The Fables. They’re not technically called ‘Fables’ in the books, it’s just easier for me to call them that - in reality, I’m referring to EVERY SINGLE FANTASTICAL CREATURE. Not just the classics - demons, dragons, fairies, centaurs - but also the incredible variety and the sheer scale of it all. Fablehaven incorporates legends from all over the world, it truly gives you the feeling that there is magic everywhere, to the point where you almost can’t escape it. I swear to god, I started checking everywhere to look for magical animals when I was done reading these novels, and I was sixteen when I finished them - these books are that good, people. Egyptian/African mythological creatures? Got ‘em. Native American legends? Those too. Australian terrors? Yep. Nordic mythical creatures? Absolutely. Outlandish and surreal new monsters you haven’t thought of? Definitely. You want it? Fablehaven probably has it.
  • The risk. There is no pussyfooting around with this series. They establish right away in the very first book that literally anything can kill you. ANYTHING. Clay golem = deadly as hell. Water nymphs = oh their goal in life is to kill you because it’s ‘funny’. Fairies = mess with them, they will wreck your shit. Cursed plants = have been known to leave no survivors. Floating balloon-like bulbs = yeah those are filled with an extremely acidic gas that will fill the air instantly and melt you like butter if they pop, which can happen if you so much as touch them. The sense of danger being everywhere is very potent, and keeps you on edge for something to go down all the time.
  • The villains. Oh, there’s no way in hell I’m telling you who the villains are. Because you will never see it coming when you find out. Half of the series, you don’t even know who the villains are, and sometimes you even question which is morally right or wrong. Which makes it all the more disturbing when you find out who. But I will tell you this. The villains are some of the most bone-chilling I’ve ever read about, and this is coming from a second-year college student. This isn’t Scooby Doo, kiddies. The author doesn’t BS around and treats it as real life, and by god does it work.
  • The plot twists. Once again, I ain’t telling you jack. You have to find out for yourself. The writers and editors for these books were geniuses. Only when you hit the plot twists and the bombs are dropped on you do you realize that they were being hinted to at all.
  • THE MOTHERF%$#ING DRAGONS. DUDE. Fablehaven has one of the BEST. THE BEST. INTERPRETATION OF DRAGONS I’VE EVER SEEN. Dragons aren’t just beasts to be slain, or ridden like steeds - the dragons are magical beings of incredible power, revered and allowed to live freely in secret magical preserves. Not because they’re hunted, oh no. Because if they were allowed to be released into the world, they would cause massive chaos when attacked by humans who don’t understand them. The dragons are NOT to be trifled with - in fact, if you tried to ride one, they would kill you on the spot. To put a skeleton of one on display is practically blasphemous, so trophy hunters beware. And since their powers vary by species and individual, they aren’t just stereotypical firebreathers. There’s dragons who can turn into human form, there’s dragons who are made entirely of poison to the point where being in the same room as them would be instant death, dragons who can do nothing but turn invisible, even a six-legged Quetzalcoatl-like dragon who breathes a gas that forces people to tell the truth. Just. Mother. F*&^ing. DRAGONS.
  • The Fairy Trader. If you’re not even slightly amused by the fact that the magical preserve owners purchase and trade fairies with an Indiana Jones-type guy whose job is to travel the world and capture rare fairies to swap like Pokemon cards, our friendship is in jeopardy.
  • The drama. The moments when shit starts to get real, I can guarantee you will never forget. I can recall every moment from every book when things started getting heavy and dangerous, practically by heart. I draw a lot of inspiration from them, too. And harkening back to the variety of magical creatures that I mentioned before, that gives me a LOT of great source material from around the world.

And these are just some of the things! I can’t tell you any more of the things I want to gush about because they would be spoilers. But if this post doesn’t at least poke at your interest, well, I enjoyed writing it anyway.

The Remington Model 8                                            

The Journal takes you back yonder to remember and reflect upon our hunting heritage.

By Horace Gore

Trophy hunting was practically unknown as a sport in New Mexico when this photo was taken in the 1940s. This mule deer hunter was obviously after meat, shown here with a yearling buck and also a fine mature trophy buck. Three things show that the hunter was certainly not on welfare, although he was a meat hunter. The ten-gallon hat, the fancy lace boots, and the Model 8 Remington semi-automatic rifle swinging on the big buck’s antlers indicate prosperity.  

Remington brought out the rifle—the first semi-auto produced by a U.S. gun maker—in 1911. Factory guns had a five-shot clip, but special ordered rifles for law enforcement could be had with 15-shot clips. Calibers included .25; .30; .32, and .35 Remington. Prices ranged from $25 for the plain-Jane version, to $100 for the fancy model. Most deer hunters preferred the larger calibers at .30; .32, and .35. Remington dropped the Model 8 from their line of rifles in 1936.

Famous Texas Ranger Frank Hamer, who was in the group of law officers who ambushed Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker on a northeast Louisiana gravel road in 1933, carried the Model 8 with a 15-shot clip as his personal rifle. He used the .35 caliber auto in the Bonnie and Clyde ambush.

The hunter in this photo probably shot the bucks with his Model 8 in .30 Remington caliber, the most popular caliber in this rifle. The gun was heavy, and very few were ever used with a scope because the rifle was not made with scope sights in mind. Also, only a handful of scopes were available to hunters in that Era. Bill Weaver had not perfected his line of “K” scopes priced for the average deer hunter.

Deer hunters of today seldom use heavy semi-automatics with iron sights, such as the old Remington Model 8. They’re seldom seen, even though Remington produced about 90,000 Model 8 rifles in all calibers. One might say they went out with high-button shoes, Model “A” Fords, and Panama straw hats. It’s called progress.

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QUAKEBEATS FOLLOWING LOVE FOLLOW FOREVER

so the majority of you know i enjoy making follow forevers. whether it’s for things like hitting milestones or just for fun, i usually only pick and chose out of my following list to include in them. but this time, i chose to include everybody i follow. and i mean EVERYONE. i did not leave even one person out of this list. i even included people who tbh won’t even see this but i didn’t want to say this is everybody but it be a lie. i filled up six notebook pages, front and back, just to make sure i didn’t miss anyone!

this is my way of saying happy new years (since lots of people i follow made follow forevers for this anyway) and to thank ALL of you for putting up with me as i clog your notifications list full of myself. and of course, to my mutuals who make up about 80% of my following list anyways, i love you all! thank you for following back! i don’t know what i would do without all of you that make my experience on this website worth it. i would of been gone a long time ago if it weren’t for all of the great content here. so as i have named this follow forever (and made one for my mutuals in the past!), here is my love to all of you who i follow and to those who are my mutuals!

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Made Time To Hunt

By Lane Leissner

As fall 2015 and cooler weather approached, I knew my daughter, Gina, had a light schedule. It meant we would spend more time together than we had in the past. As Thanksgiving finally arrived, Gina and I departed for our family ranch in South Texas. The weather forecast called for two days of nice weather with the weekend forecasted to turn cold and rainy.

Although earlier than most years, we hoped the bucks would start chasing does. We arrived at the ranch on Tuesday night. Early Wednesday morning, Gina decided to stay at the house to visit with family while I checked the feeders. Turning the corner from one of the stands, I saw a large buck standing in the sendero looking right at me. We stared at each other for several minutes, and when he turned to run, I realized it was a buck I had seen two years ago, but not at all in the previous year.

Later that day I told Gina about the buck and we decided to hunt from the stand where I’d seen it Wednesday evening. It was early afternoon when we settled in, and the deer were moving all around. Among the bucks was a 10-point much bigger than any deer Gina had ever shot.

As darkness approached, Gina reminded me several times the 10-point was larger than anything she had ever killed. I told her this was only the first afternoon, and she needed patience. Shortly after I gave her that advice, I looked down a sendero and saw the buck I had told her about. He was walking straight toward us. He came close, but then angled through the brush to where the other bucks mingled around. The bruiser never presented us with an ethical shot.

Darkness began to settle in when the buck walked straight away from us. Time demanded I do something, even if it was wrong. I grunted at the buck several times in an effort to get him to turn. Every other buck in the area reacted to my grunts except the one Gina wanted to shoot.

About 100 yards from us, the buck finally stopped, then turned just slightly broadside for a shot opportunity. Gina was nervous, but calmed herself down enough to squeeze the trigger, dropping the buck in his tracks. After much hugging and several high fives, Gina had a 13-point whitetail on the ground with 26-inch main beams, 37 inches of mass, and stretched the tape to 172 overall inches.


On Dec. 19, Gina had her last school final exam, so we departed for a long anticipated New Mexico elk hunt. Arriving at the ranch about midnight, it was a frosty 27 degrees. We awoke to temperatures in the mid-40s with a strong south wind.

The elk were moving. The first morning we spotted a nice 6x6, but before we could get a shot, the bull disappeared into the timber. Over the next several days we saw numerous bulls. None were responding to calls, making the stalk much more difficult.

On Dec. 23, the last day of our five-day hunt, we sat on a really good lookout point early in the morning. We spotted a group of six bulls, including one sporting a very large frame. The early morning made it impossible to confirm the number of points.

Making a big circle to get the wind right, we began our stalk, moving slowly to catch our breath because of the altitude.

Cautiously, we came within about 150 yard of the bulls. None were aware of our presence. We carefully set up the shooting sticks to prepare for a shot. All the while, we hoped the largest bull would be the one to step in the open.

When the bull cleared a big cedar, Gina squeezed the trigger. I could tell the shot hit, and the bull stood still while all the others started running. Trying to take another shot, the.300 short Mag. jammed. Our minds raced, our hearts thumped as we worked feverously to get the bullet cleared to take another shot. While I was blowing a cow call in hope of keeping the bull from running, he continued to stand in the same spot.

Gina’s second shot was true. The bull dropped. The large 6x5 New Mexico bull elk sporting 21-inch “daggers” scored 316 inches, becoming Gina’s biggest and best to date. I will always remember this year for the time Gina and I spent together as well as the joy of being with my daughter when she harvested these beautiful trophy big game animals.

Daughter of Odin (Part 1/?) (Thor/Barnes x reader)

a-girl-who-loves-disney A Bucky x Asgardian!Reader where she is Thor’s sister.

“You will join me for the journey, will you not?  I have yet to ever leave Asgard and you speak of Midgard as if it were a second home to you.”

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zodiacs as outdated achievement hunter memes
  • Aries: any rare occurrences yet
  • Taurus: cave chicken
  • Gemini: jack is fat
  • Cancer: jbl
  • Leo: i will never let go
  • Virgo: "yes dear"
  • Libra: the chance of the same outcome twice when flipping a coin
  • Scorpio: i found roy from trophy hunters
  • Sagittarius: worm names
  • Capricorn: gavin screaming
  • Aquarius: caleb
  • Pisces: ass like a clown's pocket
Let’s talk about trophy hunting...

Pardon the snark, but this is something that has bothered me for the last two weeks.  In comparison to the death threats, violent threats, threats to take away the rights of my friends, I think a little snark is just.

Let’s talk about trophy hunting in a completely objective manner. Let’s remove all of the touchy feelies, the heartstrings, and emotions from this topic for a few minutes. Let’s forget that animals die or that a ‘beautiful majestic creature’ is hunted and photographed, post-kill by a ‘trophy hunter’. I don’t want to talk about ‘Cecil’, or the individual circumstances surrounding his death that may or may not have been illegal or illegitimate.  I don’t want to talk about lions…or leopards…or rhinos. I want to talk about trophy hunting as an industry with no emotional attachments from a logical and economical view point.

“Wait!!! How do we even do that? Animals have to die to support trophy hunting as an industry!”

Simple, we are going to start by discussing something seemingly unrelated to trophy hunting in South Africa. Let’s talk about Houston…better yet, let’s talk about car dealerships in Houston.

Houston has a lot of car dealerships, doesn’t it?  Let’s pick a couple hypothetical dealerships so we can talk about them in a hypothetical situation. How about we talk about a Chevy dealership and a Smart Car dealership. Now, Smart Cars are kind of cool – they’re fairly new and extremely fuel efficient.  However, there aren’t very many options when you’re purchasing a Smart Car.   Chevy, on the other hand, they’ve been around for a long time and offer a plethora of choices that the consumer can pick through.

Let’s talk about the Chevy dealership in detail. There is a man that owns the dealership and makes his living off of running that dealership. He’s a pretty successful guy and runs an ethical, legal business. He’s not scamming people, he’s an honest man just selling cars. Those vehicles on his lot, those are his assets. Without those cars, he doesn’t make any money. He sells his cars and stocks what’s in demand. He’s a smart guy. So, he knows how to manage his inventory to ensure that he isn’t going to run out of a popular model.

Since those cars, his assets, are the lifeblood of his business, he’s going to protect those assets. He’s going to do everything in his power to make sure a thief doesn’t come onto his lot and steal or damage cars.

“How does he do that?”

Well, he’s probably going to hire or contract a few folks who are capable of helping him protect his assets. He hires security guards, maybe a police officer. He also employs someone to maintain his security system to ensure that is always functioning properly.  These people, that he pays are going to do a good job to protect his vehicles and his assets.

He also employs other people at his business to make sure it runs smoothly. He has a dedicated staff of sales peopleand financial advisors. All of these people are what makes his business function, they protect his assets and help him sell and market his product.

Wait, who’s that coming into the dealership? Uh oh…here comes big government knocking on Mr. Chevy’s front door.   They have some bad news for him. They have brought him a pamphlet that says there is a new law in place and that in 100 days, the sales of any cars that aren’t Smart Cars will be illegal! Mr. Chevy is scratching his head; he has a couple of options here…

Let’s take a break and talk about the Smart Car dealership for a minute. Since Smart Cars don’t offer very many models or options, they don’t generate the same demand as the Chevy dealership does.  The existing Smart Car dealership is located in a different part of town where there is a demand for them, not too far away. The demand for Smart Cars doesn’t exist in Mr. Chevy’s part of town.  Mr. Chevy knows that the people in his area want options like affordable sedans, diesel trucks, and SUVs.

“What is Mr. Chevy going to do?”

Here are his options – Mr. Chevy can convert his dealership into a Smart Car dealership despite knowing that his business might fail regardless (a risky move) because the demand isn’t present for another Smart Car dealership and his property isn’t ideal for that kind of business. Or, he can cut his losses, make as much as he can in the last 100 days he can legally sell his vehicles, and then sell his property.

Mr. Chevy is going to go with the second option; makes sense, right?

Here’s what happens next:

The first way he is going to cut costs in his final 100 days of business is to let the security team go.  He’s going to need his sales people and financial staff to help sell the rest of his vehicles before he goes out of business, but if he loses some cars to thieves, the value is going to be less than paying the security staff for 100 more days.

So, where are we at now?  Well, we have a car dealership owner that is being forced to close his business because his business is suddenly illegal. His days are numbered and he has already laid off part of his staff to reduce costs. Now, the clock is ticking – he needs to sell as many vehicles as quickly as he can without re-stocking his inventory. How’s he going to do that? He’s going to sell them cheaper so people will buy them all up!

100 days later, all of the cars are sold, some have been stolen off his lot, his sales people and financial staff have now been laid off and Mr. Chevy is left with only his empty lot. Time to cash in for the final time and sell the property. Some potential buyers have already come by to look at the lot to see if it would be a good place to put another Smart Car dealership, but the location and type of property just isn’t ideal for one and they know it, too. Since another car dealership can’t come in and buy the property as a whole to turn into a new dealership and the land as a whole is a little pricey, Mr. Chevy is going to have to consider some other options in order to sell his property quickly.

Wait! He has an idea! What if he breaks the property up into smaller pieces to sell to people who don’t need all that space/can’t afford the entire piece? Good idea!

Piece by piece, Mr. Chevy sells his property! The new owners of all of the small individual pieces are going to start renovating the property to accommodate their new needs.

“What are their new needs?”

Funny you should ask! Since the people of this area don’t want Smart Cars they’re going to have to find some other ways to get around.  So…a new demand has been created. One of the owners opens up a shop for tennis shoes, another one opens up a shop for scooters, and another one opens a store for bicycles.

Now, I know all of you are wondering, “How does this relate to trophy hunting in Africa?”

I’m glad you asked! How about we backtrack a little bit…

Let’s pretend that Houston is South Africa, the Smart Car dealership is an African park where wildlife is protected and photo safaris are hosted, the Chevy dealership (and all of the other car dealerships) are hunting concessions where trophy safaris are offered.

“I still don’t understand…”

Oh, okay, let’s break it down a little bit more. The cars (Chevys and Smart Cars) are the African wildlife, Mr. Chevy, the owner of the Chevy dealership, represents an owner of a hunting concession. The owner of a hunting concession manages and protects the wildlife on his property – they are his assets (cars) and it is in his best interest to protect them and maintain them like an inventory. If an African Kudu is the Silverado of antelope for hunters to take in Africa, then the concession owner is going to ensure that there are always Kudu available for hunters, just like Mr. Chevy kept his inventory in check to make sure that he never ran out of the most popular cars on his lot and that there were always plenty for people to choose from.

Just like Mr. Chevy, the concession owner is going to employ people to protect his assets. These are the anti-poaching patrols that scour the land. The money that the concession owner makes off of these hunts is what pays to employ those patrols.

Recently, there has been a sudden push for a ban on trophy hunting. If there is a ban that comes into effect, the owner of the African hunting concession is going to be forced to close his business, just like Mr. Chevy, and will follow the same pattern in his final days of business.

The poaching patrol will be the first group of employees to be let go of and without the patrol, poaching will increase – just like without the security guards and camera systems on a car lot, car theft would increase. As the concession owner faces losing his business and having to sell the remainder of his assets, he becomes less motivated to protect them for future business.

The sales people at the dealership were safe for the remainder of the car dealership’s days; the sales people represent allof the local people that are employed by the concession in order to make itoperable and appealing to hunters. These are the guides, skinners, trackers, game chefs, etc. In the safari’s final days, these people are still needed until all ofthe animals (cars) are sold, but they will, in turn, lose their jobs as well.

So far, we have a hunting concession being forced out of business, the poaching patrol has been suddenly defunded for that area, people have lost their jobs, poaching has increased, and animals are being sold at a discounted rate, being hunted in greater numbers, and the other safari employees’ days are numbered.

“Why doesn’t he just convert his hunting grounds into another park?”

Great question – here’s why:

Do you remember when Mr. Chevy considered the option of converting his dealership into a Smart Car dealership (remember, the Smart Car dealership represents a park)? He decided that there was not enough demand in his area for another Smart Car dealership, and that his land was not suited for one.

Many hunting concessions exist because there is a demand forhunting. The concessions and properties that are used for hunting safaris are often not suitable terrain for parks. Africa’s national parks are gorgeous, wide open, and make for wonderful photos. The lands used for hunting are not as visually appealing, more rugged, and covered in dense woods and not usually suitable for photo safaris.

Back to the hunting concession…the owner of the concession has now sold as many low price hunts as possible, there are poachers after the remainder of his wildlife, and now he’s going to sell his property. All of his employees have lost their jobs (Zimbabwe has an unemployment rate of over 80% and many locals are employed by hunting concessions and eat the meat that comes from these hunts), and the concession owner knows that no one locally is going to want to purchase his land to convert it to a park and none of the local people can afford to buy such a massive property. His only optionis to sell the property in small pieces to the locals for their own use.

As the locals that can afford the land slowly buy up all ofthe small pieces, they are now left with the struggle of filling a demand – much like the people that purchased Mr. Chevy’s car dealership and converted it into new stores. The locals need to find a way to feed themselves and supplement the income and meat that came from the existence of the hunting concession. Right now, as it is, the land doesn’t suit them. Remember, they are a limited people, with limited resources. In order to eat and supplement income they will grow larger herds of cattle, goats, and clear more areas to plant crops (this is what the shoes, scooters, and bicycles represent). In order to expand their herds and plant their crops, habitat will be destroyed to make room and resources will be taken away from the remaining African wildlife to maintain the livestock and crops.  

Let me recap where we are now: habitats have been destroyed, wild animal populations have suffered, and poaching has increased because the wildlife doesn’t have enough economic value for people to want to protect and maintain it.

When you remove the emotional attachment you have to an animal and view it as an economic tool or a product, suddenly, trophy hunting makes a lot more sense.  Legal and sustainable hunting practice in Africa is a powerful, money-making industry that helps preserve wildlife and habitat, provides jobs for an impoverished people, and makes wildlife valuable.  The hunters that enjoy being in the midst of the African wilderness and perusing the wildlife that lives there are not going to switch to photo safaris or donate the money spent on a hunt to other forms of conservation. It is not what they demand, and so, Africa will lose those dollars. These are the people that want SUVs and trucks but are told that they can only buy a Smart Car.

Another truth is that hunting in Africa IS sustainable. The media has reported a massive amount of false information. Lions are not endangered (they are vulnerable) and though their numbers as a whole might be decreasing, the numbers of the groups of lions near hunting concessions are actually stable. Animals like leopards, cheetah, and elephants are also not endangered and bring in a ton of revenue. Did you know that elephants can cost over $75,000 to hunt? That’s a lot of paychecks (and meat for the locals!).

Regardless of whether or not you agree with hunting, there is a serious demand for it and that demand is met with a solution that is beneficial to maintaining the game animals and their habitats so that they can thrive.  It is a simple economic matter of supply and demand. I am for maintaining wild populations of these animals and legal hunting is viable and realistic way to do so while local peoples are also rewarded with other benefits like game meat, employment, and profit.