Hunting like on the Mekong

(To Paolo Palumbo)
05/10/18

What we read in Repubblica about hunters and the calibers used for hunting is certainly not new, but when someone who knows the weapons directly from the battlefield speaks it has a certain effect (v.link).

Hunting or hunting is one of the most burning issues that for a long time divides the public opinion of this country between those who say that this is a sport (if we want to define it) healthy and useful and those who consider it dangerous and unethical towards of nature. The truth is often in the middle and we can not deny that behind the false ecological moralism or love of animals, we let us pass other unspeakable shame, much worse than shooting a wild boar. But here the problem is not hunting, as the hunters and the now worrying number of accidents that happen every year.

What the military surgeon says about the use of gauges and the use of rifles set like that of Chris Kyle in Iraq is true, but the thing that is most frightening concerns the people who take these weapons, which often have a preparation and an age not suitable for the simple use of a shotgun. Super hunters, super equipped with super weapons that at the slightest rustling of the wind impale the accountant Rossi di Campomorone is a customary Sunday scenario and certainly shameful.

For centuries hunting has always been a useful representation for young scions of nobility to grow and learn the value of war. The sovereigns of half Europe saw in the de arte venandi a moment of unassistable sociability so much to devote to the hunting venues sumptuous residences surrounded by immense parks where not only animals were killed, but the policies of the kingdom were decided. Just take a trip to Piedmont and visit the Royal Palace of Venaria or the magnificent Stupinigi to understand how much the kings appreciated being able to go out on horseback or in a carriage to kill the deer together with their courtiers. In the same way, even today, the passion for this art that is no longer the representation of war, but a simple cliché to be respected, survives among the few families now ruling.

These fleeting information serves to clarify that when we talk about hunting we refer to an important historical and traditional value that can not be confused with the Sunday joke between employees or retirees looking for emotions. The question that many people ask is whether today the hunt still makes sense and the answer is certainly positive, but under certain conditions: if you are walking on the heights of Genoa, but also much lower, in the evening traffic of the noble Castelletto, you might bump into a family of wild boar that sneaks through the trash. The hunting controlled by the forestry authority and done in a competent manner is a method for the regulation and control of some so-called invasive species.

On the question of the weapons used there is very little to do also because the fatal accidents occurred even when they were in use the classic doublets of his grandfather. What to do, therefore, to avoid similar episodes?

Many think that the only system is to abolish hunting, although as often happens the radical solutions - albeit intelligent (but it is a personal opinion) - are not the best. In fact, who is hunting is above all a fan of weapons, so why should he give up the most performing rifle so as to impale the quail whose weight does not even reach 1 kg? This is to explain that the weapon in itself is not a problem, but it becomes when the target is unable to distinguish the aforementioned accountant Rossi from an ungulate.

In the 2017/2018 season the data recorded by the Hunting Victims Association are impressive: 24 dead and 10 injured among civilians not hunters and 60 injured and 20 dead among "professional" hunters.

The figures are from armed confrontation! In this way, the Fantozzian images come to mind which give back a grotesque image of hunting, where alleged lovers of nature (it can also be appreciated simply by walking in the woods) are transformed into platoons of shouting Bersaglieri with the famous "rental of the bombing plane ". Indeed, hunting that is not planned or carried out under the watchful and careful control of the forest authorities turns out to be a bit obsolete, a rather useless practice behind which there are silly legends that portray hunters as friends of nature or even worse guardians of the surrounding environment. .

So we are waiting for the new opening of the hunting season with related advice for purchases: bulletproof vest, kevlar helmets and lots of ammunition to face the daring boar invader!

(images taken from "The second tragic Fantozzi")