Life A Flurry of Letters
posted by on October 3 at 13:12 PM
EDITOR: Your lead article by Brendan Kiley expressed more of my emotions than you can imagine—unless you too have hunted, killed animals by hand….
DEAR BRENDAN: “The Urban Hunt” is surely the most inspired piece of reportage that has ever graced the pages of The Stranger…
BRENDAN: I’m from WV, and I know the “take your date squirrel hunting” culture. I’ve personally killed and butchered our own hogs and chickens. I know where meat comes from. A couple of points: First, your hunting technique sucks to the point where it constitutes cruelty and is irresponsible….
EDITOR: This article disgusted me. I made it through the rabbits but couldn’t get to the end of the pigeons….
We received dozens of interesting letters in response to “The Urban Hunt” and we’re collecting them all here. More will appear in Thursday’s paper.
But now he has a taste for it
...will he kill again?
I was hanging out with Angela Valdez last night. She just moved to town, and will be starting as our new news reporter here shortly. (She comes to us by way of the Philadelphia Inquirer and Portlad's Willamette Week.)
Angela could not stop talking about Brendan's article. She said she was inspired and beside herself to be coming to a paper that published articles like Brendan's.
Three cheers for Brendan!!!
YOUR ASS IS GRASS, KILEY. WE'RE COMING FOR YOU.
Dude, it's Squirrel Liberation Front! You guys are my friends on Facebook!
Any idea why I've been seeing so many dead squirrels recently?
I'll add a couple more to the dead squirrel sightings. I've seen two in my neighborhood at the north end of Capitol Hill.
I saw a squirrel with a death wish recently. I'm pulling up to a four-way stop, there's another car already across from me, and another one pulls up on my right just as I get there. As I'm preparing to go, a squirrel hops into the crosswalk, large nut in mouth, and calmly strolls across the crosswalk. As he was clearly a pedestrian, all three of us waited politely until he was safely across, then proceeded in the proper order. It wasn't until a second later that it occurred to me that three cars yielded the right of way to a rodent. It was very surreal, and very Seattle.
Maybe it's the Black Death? That's been known to make them act wierd.
That or someone forgot to leave out half-filled coffee cups for them. Nothing worse than a squirrel jonesing for some java.
I really liked Brendan's piece. Obviously he needs more practice so's not to put the critters in prolonged agony. But it was a thoughtful piece, and daring too: slug? yuck.
Rabbit: the new beef.
I tell you, once cow hits $30/lb, we'll be raising rabbits for burgers. Get on the bandwagon now, it'll be hassenfeffer (or is that MarkenFefer?) for everyone!
Squirrel Liberation Front? Piss off, ya' wanker! We're the Liberation Front for Squirrels!
Brendan, your article was as bizarre as it was interesting. While it's tempting to dismiss the premise as a sort of Knoxvillian stunt, there was a surprising honesty to the article that kept me reading and ultimately won me over.
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