hunting

and now a free mini-sermon.
so, i had another talk about the moral evil of hunting with a couple of my christian friends. my point is basically that, IF you are aspiring to be morally perfect in the christian sense, you shouldn't enjoy killing things. this is not to say there's anything wrong with killing in order to eat, only that you shouldn't enjoy it, or do it for sport. you should enjoy watching animals being alive, and it should make you sad to see them die. why you might ask? because death is the mark of the fall from grace, from perfection, into evil. when you see something die, you are seing something that was never meant to be. so what exactly is the pleasure derived from hunting? is it not the carnal exhilaration of domination, a pleasure of the flesh? compare a hunter to a nature photographer. they both enjoy sneaking up on beautiful animals, getting as close as they can, even looking at them through a scope. the only difference is that the photographer is happy to merely watch, while the hunter is not satisfied until he has killed whatever creature he's looking at. so, which person is more like jesus? i think the answer is pretty obvious, but a lot of my friends still try to rationalize it.