Good hunting requires wild places
There is more to hunting than four-wheelin’, blind-sittin’, beer-drinkin’, and the cornfield-shootin’ of deer. If the mass of NRA members in America could witness the ravaging currently being wreaked upon the game ranges of the West by their beloved George W. Bush and his minions in the energy industry, perhaps they would become enlightened about how mindlessness and greed are destroying the opportunity for real hunting in this land.
As a lifelong hunter and long-lapsed member of the NRA, I receive regular calls encouraging me to rejoin. The urgency of my participation (and remittance of dues) is usually emphasized by assuring me that the NRA is fighting to preserve my hunting rights. What bullshit. I will continue to refuse to talk to the NRA missionaries until they can get it into their gunpowder-smudged brains that this ain’t 1880 anymore — that there is a real connection between genuine hunting opportunities and the preservation of wild places and open ranges.