You're ready - sitting quietly, not making a sound. You've been waiting for hours and your eyes are beginning to feel the strain. Just then, a lion slowly ambles into your sights - it has no idea you're there. You've paid good money for this. Every shot must count - so you're not going to miss. You aim carefully, stop breathing and, in between heartbeats, fire. Bang, the lion drops dead - only 250 ms later. The great white hunter strikes again!

You've just shot a lion, and it's lying there, very dead. The only difference is it's in the Serengeti, and you're at home on a quiet Sunday evening in NYC.

This remote-controlled rifle is great, the technology is just magic! From the comfort of your own home, you have found out just what it's like to be on safari and, to prove it, you've bagged a lion.

Everything is wonderful, you haven't had as much fun in ages. Like everyone else, you don't have the time or money to actually go to Africa, so you have no other option. After all, you deserve it. Travel is all very well for those people with money to burn, but this is the real world and the only way you're ever going to kill a lion.

No one can argue. You fired the shot, and that's one dead hunk of lion. They can't take that away from you (reminds me of a song) - except that you have not been hunting in Africa.

What you have done is a travesty, a mockery, a corruption of hunting. It devalues and diminishes hunting - you should be ashamed.

If you want to hunt, you go hunting because that's what hunters do.

73,
Paul EI5DI