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First day of gun season: sky lowering gray, trees like dark iron. Pickups tucked in the bushes along dirt roads. Men, bulky with layers under hunter's fluorescent orange, have slipped into the forest and up the ridge. Now and then from the interior, a dull, concussive...
...link between the food on the plate and the living, breathing, warm-blooded creature (in the forest or in the commercial gulag-cum-slaughterhouse) is getting thinner by the year, to the point of metaphysical disconnect. The disconnect is a form of stupidity or of moral carelessness. How can anyone object to hunting but also eat meat raised in misery for the slaughterhouse? Who has clean hands? Surely not the consumers of the 38 million cows and calves, the 92 million hogs, the 4 million sheep and 7 billion chickens killed last year, to say nothing of the animals slaughtered...
...hunt. When hunters bring a buck home from the woods, they are less inclined to tie the carcass on the fender or luggage rack; they hide it under a tarp. The image of idiot hunters fueled by beer and bourbon and blazing away at anything that moves in the forest--sometimes firing from the cabs of pickups--has made many hunters sheepish. They have developed a sense of image and public relations. Any residual tendency toward the killer's swagger has been replaced by an official vocabulary that comes dangerously close to the touchy-feely...
...explain to me (and millions of others) why Tom Wolfe's choice of clothing should be of any interest. Why do the media think we all want to look at this guy and his pompous white suits? I don't care how a writer dresses. DAVID A. LYMAN Lake Forest Park, Wash...
...forest: monkeys, army ants, poisonous frogs. Below, on a path, a woman and four girls, all in shirtwaist dresses. "Seen from above this way," writes novelist Barbara Kingsolver at the outset of The Poisonwood Bible (HarperCollins; 546 pages; $26), "they are pale, doomed blossoms, bound to appeal to your sympathies. Be careful. Later on you'll have to decide what sympathy they deserve." Fair warning, though what the reader must decide before finishing this turbulent, argumentative narrative goes beyond judging four white American daughters and their mother, set down deep in the Congo in the precarious year...