I try to be nice when I do activism. Today, I came across a woman looking very much like the one in the picture above. She was wearing fur trim so I had to say something to her. I looked at her straight in her face on the sidewalk of Adelaide St W. as I told her, "I'm a hunter." as if she should care. Her reaction was instantaneous: she laughed at me and so I walked away without looking back.
But beware all of you fur trim wearers, I will make you laugh so much that you won't be able to breath any more: you will beg me to stop and then I will agree to stop but only if you remove the offending garment and give it to me for disposal. I have quotas to fill you know....