Bacon Saves Yosemite, Loses Moral Compass

Bacon_00 · Post by **Bacon_00** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 6:16 am

So I have a disturbing tale to relate. First off, we had the End of Days lightning storm up here on Tioga Road today. I'm not kidding. It was the most extreme lightning storm I've ever witnessed. I'm pretty sure a bolt hit not 200ft from me. It scared the @#(! out of me (I was out of my vehicle putting up cones for a bunch of debris on the roadway from a fallen tree).

Anyway, one of my many adventures this afternoon was responding to a report of 2 injured deer on the side of the road.

Let me preface this by saying that when I was about 11, we found a sick bird somewhere in town and brought it home. We put it in a cage and propped it up on a little perch, and then left for the day to go visit my Grandparents. When we came home, it was dead, and I cried. We'd had it for a day, but since it was a little animal and died, I was upset and cried about it. I find no shame in that.

Now, do you guys remember the film Unforgiven with Clint? Remember the last scene where he walks out of the bar and shoots the injured guy without looking at him, almost as if it was an afterthought?

That was not entirely unlike what I did to the two deer. The firefighter who'd found the deer first said "want me to move it further off the road?" and I said "Let me kill it first then we'll move it." So I went up to the mom, shot it in the head, called out to the firefighter "WHERE'S THE FAWN?", racked the shotgun, and then walked over to it. It saw me and started squealing, and I kid you not, I yelled at it to "shut up!' and then shot it in the head. Then I walked back to the car, reloading the shotgun as I walked, and drove away. The whole ordeal took maybe 30 seconds. This was all along the side of the road with lots of traffic driving by. Also I used rifled slugs, which just adds to the brutality of it all.

Later, after the storm passed, I was like "WTF was that, Garet? You told a baby deer to shut up then shot it in the head immediately after you killed it's mother?" Granted I did them both a bit of mercy as they were very injured, but WTF, man. "Shut up?" What was that all about?

Jesus. 11 year old me who cried about the bird would be in therapy right now.

Heyoka · Post by **Heyoka** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 6:21 am

So YOU'RE the reason why they stopped making Bambi movies...

Death3D · Post by **Death3D** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 6:25 am

You truly lose the compass if you take it out of context and believe yourself to be evil.

Just make sure you bring on some empathy (yes, even to an animal if you find it so deserving)...

Or you can start discriminating against roaches or something, not sure but I think roach genocide is ok.

(PS. Probably no genocide is ok)

Bacon_00 · Post by **Bacon_00** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 6:28 am

Poor little deers.

Psychosis · Post by **Psychosis** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 6:39 am

adrenaline does funny things to your head, you were probably so ramped up you engaged rambo mode

Vortrog · Post by **Vortrog** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 8:25 am

Its a pretty common thing to do that. you won't forget that fawn sound forever. Myself, I never forget the squealing of a wounder rabbit or the gurgle gasping of a roo shot through the lungs

Look up. At least you have a conscience. That's healthy.

Be thankful you had a firearm and didn't have to use a wheel iron or tree branch...that's when it really gets you

Broodwich · Post by **Broodwich** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 2:42 pm

... ANY DEER THAT DOESNT RUN IS A WELL TRAINED VC

lolled at the title

raumvogel · Post by **raumvogel** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 3:39 pm

You just reacted because the squealing made it harder.

Brood in the Nam'

ryujin · Post by **ryujin** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 3:50 pm

I once tried to catch a lizard as a kid and was too slow in putting my hand in front of it. So instead of putting my hand in front if it, I basically karate chopped it. I think I broke it's back because it basically went into seizures. I felt really bad and decided to put it out of its misery. So I grabbed a big rock and dropped it on it. Checking under it, the lizard was still alive. So I dropped the rock on it another 3 times. I hope it died fast, because the last time I had checked it hadn't, and the last time I dropped the rock I just left it.

Maybe this explains why I'm so cold towards death. I've never cried at a funeral, nor when I've heard news of friends dying.

Or maybe it's just because I've come to grips with death being an essential part of life.

But anyway, Bacon don't beat yourself up for doing the right thing.

Drizzo · Post by **Drizzo** » Wed Sep 14, 2011 4:11 pm

Really you're just a jackass for not helping the firefighter move the deer off the road. You said you would help him too.

edit - anyone else waiting for adept to show up?