This is the trouble blues, that Lightnin' Hopkins is havin' at the present, which I hope it don't last all week - Lightnin' Hopkins, intro to Trouble Blues
Well then I apologize for misinterpreting the thrust of your post. Since this long running thread is on the Unwound Third Jam Session board, where things are a little more loose, naturally things will evolve to reflect the concerns of the times. Gigantic pigs are currently less interesting to us, who live "out beyond the black stump" (as kiwis would say), than the prospect of getting gored by one or more on a spring walk in the woods. I'm not about to start carrying a .45 with me on those jaunts, I want the risk reduced.
I'm fairly pissed at the idiots who caused this environmental catastrophe, all for their own hunting pleasure. Doesn't mean we can't continue marveling at the giant hog stories. They are not mutually exclusive.
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Yes, we have some in the Franklin mountains, many more are in south Texas however. Love Bosque del Apache - assume the sandhill cranes were still hanging out?