I killed a bear this weekend. It was one of the sadder things I have witnessed and one of the crueler things I have done. It was also thrilling and an intimate way to connect to the land and the animal.


So long as I continue to eat meat, I will continue to try to inhabit the mercilessness and inflict the violence necessary to end a life for food, and experience the other host of emotions that follow it. It seems only fair, to me, to honour the animals I eat in such a way.