The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.
– P.G. Wodehouse
This morning I went out to my favourite bird of prey place. As I was waiting for a bird of prey – any bird of prey – to fly over me I saw a Pacific black duck. I was fascinated; it was so swift I could barely keep it in my viewfinder.
Suddenly I remembered a newspaper article I read last night. It said that last Saturday, approximately15000 people went to wetlands in Victoria for the sole purpose of killing native ducks. These are some of the ducks they killed:
And it gets worse:
• governments in Victoria, South Australia, Tasmania and NSW in Australia let them do it
• three anti-duck-shooting activists were fined and two will face court for rescuing ducks
• at least one in four ducks shot by duck hunters is wounded and will suffer a slow agonising death
• duck hunters sometimes shoot protected species
What is wrong with these people? They are not starving and they are not defending themselves, their families, their homes or their countries. They are just maiming and killing for enjoyment, pure and simple.
They see a beautiful living animal and they want to kill it. I can’t even get my head around that sort of thinking.
As a community, we need to say NO to animal cruelty in all its forms.