We interrupt our regularly scheduled, impassioned, pro-wildlife/anti-hunting rant and steady flow of mainstream media articles about shocking situations, reported on in droll, middle-of-the-road-forget-about-everything-and-just-go-shopping fashion, to bring you the following important announcement: It’s my birthday!
That may not seem so important to you, but it’s kind of monumentous to me. It means I’m a day older (I know they say a year older, but technically today I’m really just a day older).
In any case, starting today, I’m going to do things a little differently around here. My original writings, as well as posts and action alerts from pro-animal groups, will still be seen in full. But lengthy articles from the mainstream will, from now on, be posted with just their title, possibly a line or two of lead-in and the link to the publication where you can find them.
More and more news sources are surrounding their text with so many ads that it’s nearly impossible to copy and paste readable portions of a given story; for some reason it seems they don’t want you to read the story without commercial interruptions.
That way, not only will you be linked to any of their related articles, but you’ll also get a chance to window-shop all the material goods and services they’re trying to sell you on. This will also free up some of my time for other writing projects I’m working on. Of course, anyone hungry for more pro-wildlife/anti-
hunting material can always get a copy of my book, Exposing the Big Game; Living Targets of a Dying Sport.
Having my birthday fall so close to Thanksgiving is interesting. Most years the 26th of November comes after that celebration, sometimes they both land on the same day and occasionally there’s a year like this one when it’s before. This gives me time a special opportunity to ask you for a gift. Well, it’s not so much a gift as a simple request for the upcoming holiday: this year, instead of feasting on the traditional turkey, how about just stickin’ to the fixin’s. Or you can substitute Tofurkey or Field Roast for the animal flesh entrée; but either way, if you use your imagination, I guarantee you’ll be sated.
And a side note to those of you who refuse to forego the sacrificial bird–Go stuff it!
Exposing the Big Game 
Happy birthday, Jim! 😀
Thank you Maureen!
Happy birthday and many more!
Thanks!
Happy birthday, Jim.
Thank you for the work you put into this blog. Surely you will save time by posting just the headline and lead (or ‘lede’, for the more effete). I’ll save time, too, as usually I read your entire post, and then I follow the link, and as I read, I think “This is just the same, although Jim didn’t mention the savings at Walmart, or how I could be ready when the moment is right, or the fuel savings available with the Ram V-6.” In reading the linked-article, I also note that you leave out a lot of questions that “[I] should ask my doctor about whether it’s right for [me],” or “Do [I] know which celebrity made a bad curtsy when meeting the Queen?”
Another advantage that accrues to us, your faithful masses yearning to be free of trophy hunting, is that with a direct link to the article, even when we’re time constrained, we will also get instant links to updates on Lindsay’s rehabilitation, Miley’s tongue, and William’s advice regarding royal jelly for infants, not to mention who’s not playing this week because of moral-weakness regarding ‘substances’.
It’s all upside!
Right, what would we do without all that info swirling around in our heads.
Happy Birthday, Jim! The world would be a far darker place even than it is without your efforts to expose and right the evil of sport hunting.
Thank you Geoff, I’d like to think we’re making a difference for the animals!
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