Hunting: The Blood Sport

People ask me how I do it,

And I say there's nothing to it.

You just stand there looking cute,

And when something moves, you shoot.

And there's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now:

Two game wardens, seven hunters and a cow.

—The Hunting Song, by Tom Lehrer

When satire gets that close to reality, it loses much of its humor. Statistics were still piling up as the 1966 hunting season drew to a close last week, but it already seemed likely to be one of the bloodiest in history. Texas alone reported more than 75 shooting accidents and 24...

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