This morning I received the following in an email from the Center for Biological Diversity; the outrage in Idaho continues and worsens dramatically.
Just two years ago, gray wolves lost federal protection in Idaho. Since then 859 of these beautiful animals have been killed in aggressive, sometimes brutal hunting and trapping seasons. And now the state wants to take the carnage a step further: This holiday season Idaho is allowing a privately sponsored wolf and coyote “derby.”
Just after Christmas, on Dec. 28 and 29, Idaho will host a cruel contest where hunters will compete to see who can kill the biggest wolf and bag the most wolves and coyotes over the weekend. This derby is hosted by an Idaho sportsmen’s group and approved by the state.
<u>As if these disgusting contests weren’t bad enough, a hired gunman’s being paid to hole up in a taxpayer-funded cabin until he slaughters two entire wolf families residing in the national forest. The U.S. Forest Service gave him permission to be on public lands for the hunt, and he’s funded by the Idaho Department of Fish and Game ostensibly because killing these wolves could boost the elk population for human hunters.</u>
Take urgent action now to contact Idaho agency heads, elected officials and business leaders to express your outrage over the planned wolf- and coyote-killing contest and oppose the hired wolf-killing gunman in Idaho’s wilderness area.
Click here to take action and get more information.
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Follow the link to sign and submit a letter requesting action to STOP such a completely nonsensical operation which is, most certainly and obviously, only the tip of that iceberg named STUPIDITY.
I’m not sure why such sickness constantly persists in the US, but it does. Perhaps it’s a sign that the undercurrent of the uninformed and those of marginal intellect (assuming there’s a difference) sees no harm in mass killings, in mass death — including the death of their nation, a prospect implicit in any society wherein mass death is either insisted or permitted.
What can be said about such clusters of irrational sickos that live and love only to kill, to do all within reach to ensure the extinction of their most hated and despised beast? What happens when there are no more critters left to wantonly kill and the mini-bulge in their pants shrinks back to the size of a (French cut) string bean, never to grow again? What then?