I have nothing against guns or hunting for need, like the Native Americans once practiced. I have a problem with people that go out and kill for fun and use hunting as an excuss to go out and just kill. Those people scare me. They're just waiting for a chance to kill something or someone. I have run into some "Good ol' Boys" (as they call themselves) in the back woods, and I feel as if they were sizeing me up, or wondering if they could get away with killing me. I'm glad that I never go out alone.