WORDSFUR, LEATHER, WOOL, SKINS…
Fashion
- Fur: The Feel-Good Fix?I saw the Broadway hit The Producers at an elegant theatre. I also saw enough dead animals to fill a forest. Ankle-edge mink, glossy fox and lavish lynx gushed over the limbs of theatre patrons. At my seat, four women shed floor-length furs with choreographed precision…
- Bloodprints On IceA white furry face with black moon eyes presses against her frantic mother. The pup hesitates before lifting her head to meet the blow of a club. Two more hits smash the fragile skull. The hunter forces a hook into the baby seal's head to haul her across the ice floes to a waiting boat…
- The Real Cost Of FurAs a Northwestern University freshman, I wore recycled rags to appear arty-edgy. My prized vintage possession was Grandma Ethel's fox-fur trimmed sweater. After college I shared a condo with Tikvah, an orange Maine Coon mix cat and Stanley, a white-black Lhasa Apso…
![Mink rotting alive while farmed for their fur]()
- With My Own Eyes: Activist UndercoverMatt loops a noose around the fox's neck and dangles the animal before Dan, who evaluates the coat. This one's a “kill,” so the men carry him past rows of dingy fox-filled cages to the electrocution area. Dan shoves a probe into the fox's rectum and taunts him to bite down on a metal conductor in his throat…
- Notes From Underground: A Philosopher, A Mortgage, And A DeerWhen a deer wanders into their yard, Tom shoots it. “I got that deer on my own property!” Tom gushes. The deer's head now decorates his family room. “Yes, it was all working just like it was supposed to,” McClellan concludes. This is fate? Picking off backyard wildlife? To me, it's more of that empty flutter, a senseless life-stealing moment. A shot in the afternoon. Gone…
