I’m the only shooter in our valley and if there are shots, the old neighbours will say “oh that’s him again” as they all know me, I have their permission, I always phone ahead and in the past they’ve only been too grateful for the removal of the rabbits, cats, hares, pigs, possums, peacocks, turkeys, the odd stray Kaimai deer, even some dumped milking goats once. (I mean, who the hell dumps their unwanted stock on someone else’s farm? Cock heads, that’s who.)
Problem now is that since we came back to the valley from Aus, a neighbouring farm has been subdivided, and now we have six new neighbours, half of whom are sensible, the half of whom are complete fuckwits. Hippy dippy alternative lifestyle vegan mofos. They’re as pakeha as the driven snow, some are even foreign, and yet they try to talk using Maori words and phrases with awful pronunciation, live in yurts, claim to own “their” valley, “their” mountain, wear pounamu bought at the airport and try and greet you with a hongi. They campaign against the wind farm, gold exploration, dairy, they hold mung bean festivals and dress like Jimi Hendrix’s curtains.
Ranting! Anyway, these lentil munching knobs are dead against our pest control efforts and we’ve had a couple of run ins about shooting rabbits and hares on neighbouring properties. Luckily our local police sergeant is a good bloke and one of his constables lives in the next valley over, so I’m well covered and the only time (that I know of) that there was a call to the local cop shop, the tofu princess was put firmly back in her place. And that was daytime shooting, I hardly ever spotlight. But it is infuriating that after so many years of sensible, seasonal pest control and a common understanding of what needs to be done to manage the land, these tie dye blow ins seem to think they have a Zen given right to try and stop anything and everything around them that doesn’t conform to their minority alternative views.
James Hetfield had it right in his interview with Rogan, about why he moved out of the Bay to Colorado.
Sorry @
SiB, rant over.
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