i was raised a mennonite. strict mennonite, with horses and buggies and farming. i have seen the power of persuasion that ignorance can play on people first hand. to us, it's a stupid finger nail, to them it's life changing. to the mennonites, their way of life makes sense. but to me, their treatment of women and children is vile and repulsive.
Well if they are shooting at the rangers I call it self defense to put them down. Don't these poeple get it that Rhinos are protected because the existance of teh species itself is in danger? There just aren't very many of them. Its not like elephant that are crowding out of the protected areas in search of food. There just aren't an over abundance of rhinos.
Fingernails? I don't know what that is all about - I've never heard of that superstition in relation to Mennonites.
what i mean is the rhino-horn is like a rediculous vestigile fingernail on the animals nose. it serves no purpose to humans other than the super-stition about it increasing your virility.
i was trying to point out that while our traditions are different, they can both be based in ignorance.
asian people have believed for centuries that rhino horn does something for them and they believe it whole-heartedly. while, mennonites have believed that women are better seen than heard, and children are to be beaten into submission (at least, that's how it was where i grew up). neither are a well informed "good idea". from my perspective, it didn't take a whole lot of brain power to rationalize that there might be a problem with how i was taught to believe.
Jim Zumbo, Craig Boddington, Ron Spomer and Wayne Van Zwoll are all solid contributers to the modern hunting literature. Through their gifts (both hunting and writing) they make us better hunters. Whether it is letting us learn from their mistakes or by teaching us new techniques,they help us harvest more game. But I suggest looking to the oldies, the fathers of the outdoor writing craft, to learn tricks that you might have not used.
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