A student who had written about hawking in Pakistan presented me with a few close-ups of hawks as their claws stilled their living prey. The hawks’ I’ve-killed-and-won eyes were self-satisfied, arrogant, proud and powerful. All I saw was the joy of killing. I mentioned it to my student who smiled happily, “Of course. He can eat now.” I don’t look like that when I leave Safeway.  Nor when I receive my monthly salary.   In the States, one of my Cambodian students told me how he had daily hunted for food. I imagined my muscles tuned to the jungle heat, eyes … Continue reading Hunting from Animals to Clothing and Food – 15