I’ve been away for a few days, which of course leads some of you to wonder the natural most likely excuse: was Jason mauled by a bear? Thanks for your concern, and no, I wasn’t.
Hunter (or shall we say, former hunter) Gerald Marois survived an extended encounter with a large black bear about a week ago, and his choices of words are interesting: “He was eating my meat and he was licking the blood and licking himself and just enjoying every bite of it.” As Colleen (who sent me the story) wondered, are hunters more honest than most omnivores about what “meat” really means? Of course, in this case, it seems like English isn’t Marois’ first language, so it could just be a translation thing. A translation into truth bombs, that is.
But why read things when you can see and hear him talk about it yourself [7 minute video]?
Marois says he may never hunt again, which would be lucky for some deer out there, since he was in the woods preparing a future kill zone at the time of the attack. This is probably a more challenging news story to outreach-itize, with various legal issues, not to mention the ethical concerns of “using” bears to get people to stop hunting.
I’ve only seen a bear up close one time, and it was from my car. Neither of us were hunted, and we didn’t (to my knowledge) exchange lusts for each other’s meat, but I like sharing the picture, is all:
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