Leaping to conclusions

Christmas in hunting means the Boxing Day me. This is the sport’s annual photocall, when everything is at its most picturesque and the numbers in the field get too large for the hunting to be fun. I’ve got nothing against all this Dingley-Dell-ism, but I’d rather write about something else.

Christmas in hunting

Alun Michael, the minister appointed to forge a policy out of Mr Blair’s indecision, agonises about the balance between `cruelty’ and `utility’. No one knows how this balance could be struck, or how one could be usefully cruel or cruelly useful. I want only to observe that Mr Michael’s concept pays no attention to the fact that hunting is a sport.

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