I recieved this in an e-mail recently,

Catching Wild Pigs ...


A chemistry professor in a large college had some exchange students in the class. One day while the class was in the lab the Professor noticed one young man (exchange student) who kept rubbing his back, and stretching as if his back hurt.

The professor asked the young man what was the matter. The student told him he had a bullet lodged in his back. He had been shot while fightingcommunists in his native country who were trying to overthrow his country's government and install a new communist government.

In the midst of his story he looked at the professor and asked a strange question. He asked, 'Do yo u know how to catch wild pigs?'

The professor thought it was a joke and asked for the punch line. The young man said this was no joke. 'You catch wild pigs by finding a suitable place in the woods and putting corn on the ground. The pigs find it and begin to come everyday to eat the free corn. When they are used to coming every day, you put a fence down one side of the place where they are used to coming.

When they get used to the fence, they begin to eat the corn again and you put up another side of the fence. They get used to that and start to eat again. You continue until you have all four sides of the fence up with a gate in The last side. The pigs, who are used to the free corn, start to come through the gate to eat, you slam the gate on them and catch the whole herd.

Suddenly the wild pigs have lost their freedom. They run around and around inside the fence, but they are caught. Soon they go back to eating the free corn. They are so used to it that they have forgotten how to forage in the woods for themselves, so they accept their captivity.

The young man then told the professor that is exactly what he sees happening to America . The government keeps pushing us toward socialism and keeps spreading the free corn out in the form of programs such as supplemental income, tax credit for unearned income, tobacco subsidies, dairy subsidies, payments not to plant crops(CRP), welfare, medicine, drugs, etc.. While we continually lose our freedoms -- just a little at a time.

'A government big enough to give you everything you want, is big
enough to take away everything you have.' - Thomas Jefferson

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Thanks for posting this, Kim. I'll definitely pass this along. I'd say the govt has at least three sides of the fence up!

Nice catchy heading Kim. And nice story.

They catch wild pigs a different way in NZ but I get the story line.

Yes it creeps up and encircles, this evil. Bit by bit. Then goodness is trapped and 'contained'.

We have the trappers thinking they are doing good, and trapping wild pigs may have some merit. The 'progams' of helping people in distress has merit but it that is the free corn. There are people in society who need some help, but evryone wants the free corn and more and more 'programs' grow and spread like a plague and the demands for help grows from people who don't need it.

I have had some experience with wild pigs too. In Malaysia (way back in the 60's) I used to hunt them from time to time. I had a friend, a tiny chinese fellow called Bill Wee, Bill taught me the finer points of bowmanship. He'd phone me from time to time and ask me to get a couple of rifles out of the armoury and go with him up country to the rubber plantations. The pigs would attack the plantation workers, sometimes killing them. The undead ones would be left horribly gored. These were big tuskers.

We took our bows with 32" fibre-glass arrows with one inch, two bladed heads, razor sharp. (This was before carbon composite arrows). We didn't use fences though. I had a modest 40lb recurve bow and Bill's was even lighter at 36lb. We'd track for the best part of the day to find the pigs and attract their attention. - I guess we were the corn !

One or the other would stand with a bow, with the other just behind with a rifle - a sort of CYA, just in case. The idea was to get the pig with an arrow.

This was the tricky bit.

You had to get the pig through the top of the snout at about 30 ft. It had to be close or the arrow wouldn't penetrate. So a big bugger would come at you like a train, all smiles and tusks, snorting like a banshee, going at a frightening rate of knots and you had to just stand there, waiting for the distance to close. At 35' you shot. The arrow would hit and the pig would keep coming, the momentum expending in the gap, and it would drop at your feet. hehehe.

Of course, if the arrow's angle and speed or the head bobbing meant that the arrow didn't crack it's skull, there was always a second or two for an FMJ to get it. But we never had to use the rifle.

It's astonishing just how accurate and perfect your arrow flies when you are about to be gored by a huge nasty pig.

There are times when I feel like taking my bow and go hunting Feminazis and Judges, but my bow - a 65lb composite now - sits on the wall, unused for a few years, alongside my few competition medals. The last one was for State Champion, Clout shooting - that's over 180 yards distance. Knackered Old Shit Division of course.

the pinkos will be catching millions of dem dar swine in Canucistan anon