Seriously, if you are a DC suburban resident: do you want a pack of wolves to move in next door? Right next to your pets? Digging into your garbage for all that rotten meat that you threw away? Howling at night?
Well, here’s the thing:
Biologists generally recommend that area should have no more than 20 deer per square mile. [Rock Creek Park], according to official estimates, has about 70.
Which means that, until someone comes up with a reliable way to make deer suicidal, something’s got to kill the goram things. We can shoot them, we can let them wreck the (artificial, by definition) ecology of the park and then starve to death, or we can hope that enough of them decide to wander in front of a local resident’s car during mating season. Shooting the deer sounds like the best option here, folks.
PS: See, this is why serious hunters generally don’t take suburban Greenies seriously, despite the apparent overlap in goals. Life ain’t a Disney movie; heck, I libel Disney movies by suggesting that they form the basis for the Greenie worldview…