I live in a suburb of Pittsburgh, Pa, where the deer come to chow down on my chrysanthemums.

A lot of the folks in this part of the U.S. came from Eastern Europe where hunting was a nobleman's priveledge. Now they live in the U.S. of A where all you need is the equipment and a license. Which means there are a lot of deer hunters out here, and you are going to get offered venison, sooner or later, by one of your friends.

I have no problem with responsible hunters. Idiots who hunt on posted land, or bring along a bottle of booze, trigger happy fools, who will shoot at anything that moves are another matter entirely.

Wild boar were, apparently, introduced in North Carolina in the 18th century for the aristocracy to hunt. They're still there. I met a Cherokee who hunts boar with a traditional longbow. Im not sure if that's courage or foolhardiness.