Catch me if you can

 I just read an article in The Washington Post Style Section that made me even more glad that I live in NRA Country.

The photo shows a pack of hounds being followed closely by horse-drawn riders. This, along with the headline, “Catch me if you can,” piqued my interest, as they are obviously hunting something. Curiously, below the main photo is another image showing five muddy, sneaker-wearing people running through a vineyard. Then I read the first sentence.
 
“Six years after hunting with dogs was banned here [England], a pack of black-and-tan hounds is in full cry across this swath of semirural southern England, urged on by a huntsman and riders resplendent in fox-hunting habit. Somewhere up ahead is their quarry—limping slightly and straining every sinew to threw the hounds off the scent. … This is a manhunt.”
 
Yes, good NRA Country Folks, since hunting hares and foxes with hounds is now illegal in England, the “hunters” now chase yuppy human volunteers around the countryside for … sport. The runners agree not to do anything dangerous or too fox-like that might jeopardized a dog—like cross a traintrack—and everyone, I imagine, eats crumpets later on back at the polo grounds. Yes, this is what it has come to in England.
 
With vigilance, awareness and people like us, hopefully it will not happen in NRA Country, USA.

 

 

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