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The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul
Miscellaneous ramblings written as my soul endures a long dark tea-time
 
Wednesday, April 13, 2005  
The Hunters

The mammal was a scourge on the planet, an arrogant species that thought it was the highest form of life all the while multiplying without constraint and consuming without limit. A filthy pond scum festering on the surface of a beautiful green and blue oasis, it was smothering and choking the living daylights from its very own life source. It had to be stopped, it could not go on.

Then came the hunters.

First they came for the cats, then they came for the dogs*, and then they came for the homo sapiens. At first it was just the dangerous ones, then the poor and starving who could not defend themselves, and then it was those that just wouldn't follow the rules and get their RFID implants.

What were these miscreants up to? Dodging the rules of society, trying to hide, trying to escape without their medication, without their every move being tracked for homeland security. They were a menance, a threat to society. "Kill them, kill them all", came the cry, "Death to wild humans!".

And so the hunter became the hunted.**.

* Trust me, any animal lover shouldn't click on this link, I added it purely as a reminder of what "hunting" animals can really be like - a casual and callous slaughter for entertainment's sake.

** Yes this is one of my darkest posts in two years, but remember this is the long dark tea-time of the soul.

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