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Based on your response to yesterday's post,
"Are Hunters Psychopaths?" the answer is clear: Yes, hunters are
psychopaths. Therefore, by extrapolation, we can conclude that sport hunting
is serial killing. There's no way of getting around it. Not unless you
consider non-human animals to be mere objects, possessions or "things," but
then you would be viewing them the way a psychopath views his victims. The
fact that society still considers nonhumans as objects or possessions can
only mean human society shares some of the traits of a psychopath.
Objectification is one of the benchmark behaviors of psychopathy.
Consider the words of Aaron Thomas, the accused East Coast serial rapist who
says he doesn't know why he couldn't stop attacking women for nearly two
decades. "They were objects," Thomas recently
told The Washington Post during a phone interview from his Virginia jail
cell. "Whoever came down the street, an object," he said.
to understand himself, Thomas admitted, "I don't think I'm crazy, but
something is wrong with me." Yes, something is definitely wrong--it's called psychopathy. Though not considered a defensible form of insanity that blurs
the line between right and wrong, psychopathy is a disorder characterized by
an inability to empathize with others, often accompanied by a compulsion to
exploit, harm or kill in order to gain a sense of self-worth. Sound a lot
like trophy hunting? It's the same deal. Thomas said he carried out his
attacks without regard for his victims. The same can surely be said about
sport hunters in regards to their victims.
early behavior involved cruelty to animals. As a youth, he dropped the
family's Lhasa apso into a post hole that had filled with water, nearly
drowning it. Showing more insight than most animal abusers, Thomas told the
Post, "I used to think to myself I could have turned out a serial killer."
It's eerie, yet enlightening, how much the obsession described by Thomas
mirrors the preoccupation of an avid sport hunter. The
following confession by a "lifelong sportsman" was printed in Montana
Outdoors magazine, under the title, "Why I Hunt":
"Why do I hunt?
Well, I hunt because…. Yeah, right. As if there's an acceptable answer to
that question, one I can regurgitate to nonhunters at Christmas parties and
still offer with a straight face to my fellow sportsmen, people who already
know in their hearts and guts and bones that we hunt for the same reasons we
breathe. Because we don't have a choice. Just as some human beings are born
with the gift of artistic talent and others have an innate facility with
numbers, we hunters seem blessed with a genetic predisposition toward the
It is a "predisposition," and it's shared by stalkers, sexual
psychopaths and serial killers. Sorry to burst their bubbles, but it's not a
blessing to be proud of, and it's certainly not something to brag about.