In my state, and I believe most in the United States, you need a permit in order to hunt. Those cost money and often have limits on how much you can hunt, where and what equipment you can use. Hunting is more of a rich people’s (or at least hick rich) hobby here. Fishing also requires a permit with limitations, although I think those are easier to get around.
As far as foraging, it’s pretty difficult without knowledge of your local area. We had a large influx of Vietnamese immigrants after the Vietnam war, many families died because they misidentified a common mushroom thinking it was the same as a species back home. Can you tell the difference between a wild carrot and hemlock?
So… You’re just lazy. Why should society support someone like you again?
I don’t know about wild carrots, but I know plenty to forage local berries and mushrooms. Did that my whole life, just like my parents and grandparents.
Okay, awesome, show us a haul! Teach me to get up my butt and go foraging. Are we just eating mushrooms and berries? Not that I mind, it’s giving Pythagoras.
Around here we have pokeberries, which are supposedly edible if you boil the fuck out of them. They can kill you if you don’t do it right though; that’s not something I’m willing to brave yet. You did call me out - I’m pretty lazy and I could grab pecans from random folks’ yards.
All of the edible mushrooms I know of tend to stick to wooded areas - do I need to start walking there to build a shelter now? (I’d drive, but again, nearest wooded area costs $10 to park and I’d rather just buy a rotisserie chicken at that point).
In my state, and I believe most in the United States, you need a permit in order to hunt. Those cost money and often have limits on how much you can hunt, where and what equipment you can use. Hunting is more of a rich people’s (or at least hick rich) hobby here. Fishing also requires a permit with limitations, although I think those are easier to get around.
As far as foraging, it’s pretty difficult without knowledge of your local area. We had a large influx of Vietnamese immigrants after the Vietnam war, many families died because they misidentified a common mushroom thinking it was the same as a species back home. Can you tell the difference between a wild carrot and hemlock?
So… You’re just lazy. Why should society support someone like you again?
I don’t know about wild carrots, but I know plenty to forage local berries and mushrooms. Did that my whole life, just like my parents and grandparents.
Okay, awesome, show us a haul! Teach me to get up my butt and go foraging. Are we just eating mushrooms and berries? Not that I mind, it’s giving Pythagoras.
Around here we have pokeberries, which are supposedly edible if you boil the fuck out of them. They can kill you if you don’t do it right though; that’s not something I’m willing to brave yet. You did call me out - I’m pretty lazy and I could grab pecans from random folks’ yards.
All of the edible mushrooms I know of tend to stick to wooded areas - do I need to start walking there to build a shelter now? (I’d drive, but again, nearest wooded area costs $10 to park and I’d rather just buy a rotisserie chicken at that point).