How about if they just throw the doughnut, let me get a good bite, then shoot me. That way they can call it "fair chase."
GEORGIA BROWN walks off with the honors this week. Her deft parody of the distinctions we make about prey and predators, hunting and "predator control", is simultaneously biting and elegant.
There is little in the world that defies satire, but this comes close. The rules of "fair chase" and idea of "wanton waste" are a sort of chivalric code that can appear arbitrary. We have a guy looking at a felony charge for leaving a couple of sheep in the field, but it's fine to whack all the black bears we can across the inlet, and leave the meat to rot? Can't we at least get the urban moose squad to salvage the meat for the food pantries? I'll part with my black bear stew recipe.