James Riley
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I don't want to hijack other threads because I truly believe those who fail to pack out meat should be publicly shamed.
That said, is the meat really wasted?
I've often wondered about the potential negative impact of my shed collecting. I am, after all, removing calcium and other minerals from the environment. Same with antlers from my kills.
When cattle consume public lands grass, go to slaughter, are purchased in the grocery store, and eaten by me, the nutrients end up in a drain-field. Worse yet, for most Americans, the nutrients end up in a municipal waste water treatment plant, and maybe spread on some disposal facility miles from the public lands from which they came.
When we eat vegetables, farmed from Midwestern soil, we likewise mine the minerals from that soil, which ultimately end up where the hamburgers go. We then mine other minerals, or create them in labs, putting them back into that soil as fertilizer. All because those soils have become lacking in all the nutrients they used to have naturally. Those soils are no longer nutritious.
Thus, when I think of this elk or that deer, or that moose, killed only for the rack, with it's body left "to rot", I think of the panoply of microbes and scavengers who will take that animal home. Otherwise it would end up elsewhere, in an urban waste disposal facility. In my mind, therein lies the waste.
Again, I'm not justifying the criminals or excusing their actions. However, I just can't help envisioning a family of ravens, coyotes, bear, vulture, etc., eyes dancing, and hearts pounding in glee at this manna from heaven, of which they would otherwise be permanently deprived. It might be, for them, something akin to finding briefcase full of money on the side of the road. They see no waste. This is no waste. There is no shame in their partaking.
My point here is this: When we kill wildlife and then consume it, this can be so much more than the mere taking, simply saying grace before we eat, eating, and then giving nothing back. Rather, we can be receivers, living in grace with what we eat, eating, and then giving back in other ways. Those who eat wild animals should remember this when they pack the meat home and eat it. If we are what we eat, then we are good. Let it be not waste to do so. Let it be good. Give back. Think of ways to give back. Honor that which sustains. Failure to do so is waste. And a shame.
That said, is the meat really wasted?
I've often wondered about the potential negative impact of my shed collecting. I am, after all, removing calcium and other minerals from the environment. Same with antlers from my kills.
When cattle consume public lands grass, go to slaughter, are purchased in the grocery store, and eaten by me, the nutrients end up in a drain-field. Worse yet, for most Americans, the nutrients end up in a municipal waste water treatment plant, and maybe spread on some disposal facility miles from the public lands from which they came.
When we eat vegetables, farmed from Midwestern soil, we likewise mine the minerals from that soil, which ultimately end up where the hamburgers go. We then mine other minerals, or create them in labs, putting them back into that soil as fertilizer. All because those soils have become lacking in all the nutrients they used to have naturally. Those soils are no longer nutritious.
Thus, when I think of this elk or that deer, or that moose, killed only for the rack, with it's body left "to rot", I think of the panoply of microbes and scavengers who will take that animal home. Otherwise it would end up elsewhere, in an urban waste disposal facility. In my mind, therein lies the waste.
Again, I'm not justifying the criminals or excusing their actions. However, I just can't help envisioning a family of ravens, coyotes, bear, vulture, etc., eyes dancing, and hearts pounding in glee at this manna from heaven, of which they would otherwise be permanently deprived. It might be, for them, something akin to finding briefcase full of money on the side of the road. They see no waste. This is no waste. There is no shame in their partaking.
My point here is this: When we kill wildlife and then consume it, this can be so much more than the mere taking, simply saying grace before we eat, eating, and then giving nothing back. Rather, we can be receivers, living in grace with what we eat, eating, and then giving back in other ways. Those who eat wild animals should remember this when they pack the meat home and eat it. If we are what we eat, then we are good. Let it be not waste to do so. Let it be good. Give back. Think of ways to give back. Honor that which sustains. Failure to do so is waste. And a shame.