The Cotton Candy of the Jungle
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The “werehyena” that was cut from “Blade 3”. Performed by Brian Steele. #WerewolfWednesday

I… I think I need a werewolf/hyena cardshark now. I know that’s a Craps table shut up.
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There. Fixed that for you.
One of the prevailing myths about people who appreciate taxidermy (or even create it) is that we hate animals and want to see the environment burn (or only have it preserved for our benefit). Nothing could be further from the truth. While yes, there are hunters and organizations whose agenda is only “MORE DEER AND ELK FOR US!!!!” there are also plenty of us who hunt, fish, trap, collect/create taxidermy/etc. and who consider ourselves to be dedicated environmentalists for the environment’s sake. When you spend enough time immersed in nature, it’s easy to become enamored of it. 
However, human relationships are complex, to include our relationships with non-human beings. A person who hunts to be able to have truly free-range meat to feed themselves (and families, in many cases) doesn’t necessarily disregard the seriousness of taking a life. I know hunters who still do (or have revived) rituals of thanks for the life of the animal. And those of us who work with taxidermy and other similar arts aren’t just out to slaughter all the poor little bunnies to stuff them and put them on our mantles. Taxidermists are artists trying to capture the lifelike qualities of a now-deceased animal, not because they hate them, but because they appreciate them.
My own art for the past 15+ years has centered on reclaiming hides and bones, including things like old fur and leather coats, damaged taxidermy, etc. I create art that is meant to honor those remains and turn them into something sacred, rather than a trophy or status symbol. And I’ve always donated part of the money I made to nonprofits that benefit wildlife and their habitats, like the Xerces Society for Invertebrate Conservation, the Monterey Bay Aquarium and the Nature Conservancy, among many others down the years. This is my alchemy: to take the remains of the dead and turn them into funds to help the living. 
And being supported by my art also gives me the schedule flexibility to do other pro-environment actions. I’ve adopted a half mile beach along he Columbia River, downstream from Portland, that I clean about once a month, and where I also monitor the water, plants and animals, and other features, and I’ll be learning to take water samples later this spring, too. I do other volunteering as well, like invasive species removal and tree planting. 
So while yes, there are people who fit the stereotype in the original comic, it is far from the truth that we all are like that. The assumption otherwise falls right into the “false dilemma fallacy”, where there are supposedly only two possible, black and white choices. I feel environmental activism in general could do with less of that and more acceptance of diversity in its ranks.
For more reading of my thoughts on this matter:
Animals, Activism and Dialectics - more on that false dilemma fallacy
Eating, Wearing, and Hugging Animals: Or, Why Omnivores and Taxidermists Have Feelings - does what it says on the tin

^This!!!^I know of taxidermists that believe it’s like the ULTIMATE SIN to do a poor job with taxidermy. If you’re not going all-out to make it look like the animal is still alive, your best choice is to pass it off to someone who will. This is because these taxidermists believe it’s an insult to the animal to recreate it hideously.A lot of taxidermists are brutal critiquers because of this, many of them do not go easy on newcomers.
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So my older brother was in a book store and picked up a book about the difficulties faced by same sex parents in society today when a woman came up and bitched him out for being “too young to be reading a book about THAT sort of people.” He saw that she was carrying the third Hunger Games Book so he stared her dead in the eyes and hissed “Prim dies.” and walked away and I have never been prouder to have him as my sibling.

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Kopraan is the dragon word meaning “body”. It is possibly a compound of the words ko ”in” and praan "rest." In other words, "that in which we rest."