Torq: Do you know many hunters that fit your description, Pawian? To be frank, not too many. I know one dentist whose daughter I used to teach English. He is a big burly guy with a harsh voice and a face of Frankenstein`s monster. Yuk!
Men in my family were hunters for many generations and I used to go hunting with my father just like he used to hunt with his. I wouldn't describe any of us as a "murderous butcher, sickly fascinated with firearms" (however, the skill in using firearms proved to be very useful on too many occasions in Poland's and our family's history). You told me your story, I`ll tell you mine. In 1996 I went on holiday to the lakes with my girlfriend, today my wife. I had borrowed a fishing license and a rod from my sister`s boyfriend. Camping at the lake, I went fishing one early morning. After an hour or two I caught a fish. I pulled it off water. When I saw it springing on the planks of the fishing bridge, I decided to let it go. What is more, I decided to give up fishing completely and never kill a wild animal for my personal pleasure.
People who kill for pleasure are sick.
It's sad that you consider Stefan Batory, Henryk Sienkiewicz, Józef Pi³sudski and countless other Polish artists, military leaders and politicians to be "murderous butchers, sickly fascinated with firearms". I don`t care about surnames. Every hunter who enjoys killing is sick in his head to me.
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