I disagree. I believe it's an inherited part of being human. To a degree, it's hardwired into our make up, just as myy well fed cat still catches small varmints on occasion. It was eating protein rich meat that allowed our brains to grow back when we were swinging from trees in Africa. I think it's an integral part of the culture you're from. I grew up on a farm (still own it), and still live in a very rural state. Even the women will go out and shoot a bird or two. I am well educated (post grad degree), respected by those who know me, and still constantly seek to expand myself. If you want to attempt to make a case that I'm somehow "stunted" because I go out a few times a year and shoot a duck or two, I suggest that shows an intolerance for those from a place and culture different from your own.
Kent in SD
Where's your problem? Shooting ducks to eat is obviously a zillion miles from shooting large mammals which are far different things to ducks, and if you are not going to put said large beasts into the pot, you deprive yourself of the only valid excuse there may be. Culling, at least in Scotland, is usually the preserve of skilled gamekeepers who know how and what to shoot humanely. Unsurprisingly, one seldom hears about them having shot one another. At least, by accident.
But beyond that, equating the wiring of present-day man with the hunter-for-survival of yesteryear is disingenuous in the extreme, as you probably know perfect well. We are all, on that basis, wired to rape our neighbour's wife and justifiably so (!) in order to perpetuate our own set of genes. Would you buy that, then? Hardly; it doesn't conveniently fit the paradigm you wish to half-justify for other ancient instincts.
A pet cat, as I know about from the gang of over thirty semi-wild ones we once found ourselves feeding, is not on the same emotionally developed level as even a dog. You can read something in a cat's eyes? I can imagine that I read something in the behaviour patterns of a horse I have recently become new best friends with, but in truth, anthropomorphism aside, I know it's really love for the carrots. Quoting cat behaviour as attempt to draw simile with human behaviour is silly. I hope you think we are further evolved than that!
Actually, the huntin' and fishin' ethos you allude to is not that foreign to my experience; family in Scotland were always fishing their local farmer-friend's stretch of river and shooting rabbit. But hey, they - and we - dined well when we visited. I never hit a thing with the .22 other than the ground or possibly an innocent bush or tree. And that was before I discovered my more compassionate side.
If dislike for people murdering animals with no intention of eating them means intolerance, yes, then I buy that with some small pride. I am as intolerant of people who throw shit out of the car as they drive, or those morons who chew gum and drop it on the pavement. I will not comment on the chewing of gum; I think that says all that need be said all by itself. Singapore had a great intolerance for that! :-)
Rob