Hunting for sport is not something to be glorified
On your June 3 front-page feature, "One Extreme Huntress," I find it alien to think that killing for pleasure would be something the Herald-Leader would find so compelling.
Let's face it: Marty Mason may be able to track down and kill beautiful exotic animals in adverse conditions, but sport killing is killing for ego's sake and not for food or protection.
I know there's the excuse that it's for thinning the population or some other reason which could apply in some circumstances, but in this case it's killing for the pleasure of the hunt and blood.
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To see the wall of dead animal heads behind her is sickening.
I hope the leopard she hopes to slaughter forever evades her. And the badger she says is "bad" its just an animal trying to survive.
Sport hunters, please put down your weapons and instead take photographs of God's incredible variety of creatures. You'll still experience tracking, nature and adversity.
This letter doesn't apply to those who hunt and eat their prey out of necessity or to supplement their food needs.
We are all connected
I was saddened and disappointed to read the June 3 article about the woman wanting to win an "Extreme Huntress" prize. I find little to celebrate about a person traveling around the world killing animals for pleasure and self- aggrandizing trophies.
This woman, and by extension the editors of this paper, seem to have little, if any, awareness of the interconnected web of existence of which we all are a part. Native Americans show respect for the animals they kill. The attitude of this article presents killing animals as a source of fun and ego boosting.
I hope that I live to see the day when it will be no more socially acceptable to write articles promoting the gratuitous killing of wild animals than it would be to write articles celebrating people who smoke on elevators.
Try a camera
There is but one word to describe Marty Mason, the "extreme huntress," and the paper's choice to run such a story: shameful. If I started writing more about this I could never keep it under 250 words. But one final comment: I suggest she change her killing ways and trade that gun for a good camera.
Upset, heartbroken, irate. Just a few emotions when I saw the June 3 front-page story, "One Extreme Huntress."
To kill God's beautiful creatures for competition is outrageous.
Now she wants to add a leopard, which are critically endangered according to the World Wildlife Fund, to her perverted collection. Will man ever learn?
Anelle W. Congleton
Her next quarry? A hippo.
Thank you for the "Granny Hunter" article. I think it said it all — by saying nothing and just giving the facts.
I'm a woman and at the age of around 10, I, too, wanted to be a big-game hunter. My distant cousin, Al Green, was one. I have a photo of him standing with one foot on an elephant he had shot dead. That was in the early 1950s.
When I was a child, I thought like a child. I'm a grown-up now.
Why kill magnificence?
I had the opportunity of spending 11 years in Africa during my working life — in Malawi, Kenya, Swaziland and Zambia. In that time, I had the privilege of seeing some of the world's most magnificent creatures up close.
I even had the opportunity to stay in a camp run by George Adamson (of Born Free fame) where he was returning lions to the wild in Kenya. It was an experience I will never forget.
Unlike Marty Mason in the "One Extreme Huntress" story, I need no skulls or stuffed heads to jog my memory. I just know that whenever I saw those animals in the wild it never entered my head that I should blast them into oblivion.
Wildlife serial killer
I am neither a vegan nor an animal-rights extremist, but your front-page article on trophy hunting actually sickened me. I thought trophy hunters had been shamed into extinction, but here is a hunter who wants to shoot a hippo.
What's more, this one also wants to hunt down and kill a leopard — an animal rare, beautiful and endangered. You want to hunt deer, turkey, wild fowl and other game you can eat, good luck to you. But shooting an exotic wild animal through the heart, then cutting off its head is indefensible and obscene.
Trophy hunters should try trading their guns for cameras. They still get to stalk, shoot, get something beautiful to hang on the wall, but all parties live through the encounter. Far more civilized than being a wildlife serial killer with your victims ghoulishly displayed.
John E. Campbell
Too much display
The "One Extreme Huntress" story surely shouldn't have gotten front and center headlines and top billing on the second page, too. I thought it was bigger news that WKYT anchorman Sam Dick wrecked his bike. I pay for this newspaper and deeply resent this blatant advertisement of a practice that is frankly barbaric and certainly not sport. Then you ask us to somehow cast a vote for whatever it is that "Granny" is doing. Beware the hapless hippo.