I am no fan of hunting, but I always marvel at the zeal and foot-stomping outrage of animal rights activists in a world that turns its face, daily, on the death of literally thousands of people in Africa every day from hunger, malnutrition, AIDS, and internecine warfare. (Read the recent NY Times editorial; the daily toll is beyond imagining.) Why do those people who set up booths on streets always seem to be such miscreants? With the attitude that animals are somehow superior? I'm against fur, and even starving cats, but as a society, let's establish some priorities, folks.
If only we cared as deeply about our own species as we do animals. Plenty of people are 'helpless creatures' as well, and we simply turn our heads away.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling