My Dad and his friends formed a hunting club in the late 40s. Membership passed to sons, relatives, and close friends. Unfortunately, some of the newer ones see hunting season as an excuse to get drunk, get laid, and play with guns. It is a problem. The ones hurt most by it are the serious hunters who observe all the rules and consider safety first.

I too have a serious problem understanding how using scent and apples to attract deer and then shooting helpless animals is fun. But I have seen animals starving and dead from overpopulation. And I do enjoy venison occasionally. There were times in my childhood when if we didn't have venison we didn't have meat.

Something tells me that a deer shot quickly and effectively dies a much saner death than panicked cattle being slaughtered one after the other with the air filled with the scent of panic and death.