Well I disagree with you - seems to become a habit - and will argue I didn't say anything that should offend or make angry any individual, be of any race, colour or sexual orientation.

I bet if they would read my post they would get what I said - the figure of speech - and probably even laugh or give a meaningful nod "I'm with you there, man. Speaking throught, man. True dat, man". No racism here, no insults, no need for that.

So I do not have to worry I think. I have friends from different races and colours and cultures who know me and understand what I mean. The same yard we used to live lived a muslim kurdi family. Very religious wife. One summer evening I was walking outside of our yard. Warm evening with a clear sky. Suddenly the sky started to flash like with lightning, but without any sounds and the colour of the light was not as bright as with lightning. I looked a bit upper and saw that in the kurdi family's balcony there was a white robed figure, hands toward the weirdly flashing sky. SHE IS A WITCH AND SHE IS MAKING THE SKY TO FLASH!!!

That idea was a real thought in my mind for about three seconds before it was gone. I had just watched in two days all the Harry Potter movies and was still a bit in that world. Oh boy the kurdi woman laughed when I told her I had thought she was a witch who made those sheet lights. She said she had been so impressed of the abnormal lightning that she had been praising allah hands in the air on the balcony.

The party killer was though when I in their family meeting told in the middle of the conversation - concerning middle east and Israel - that my ancestor was a jew who came in Finland. Very akward silent moment around the table. Everybody stopped talking and looked at me. I wasn't anymore a friendly neighbour but a possible enemy. But it was only a party killer, not a friendship killer.

And I don't hunt - yet. Have never been hunting anything else than books, film cameras, N900s and old computers from flee markets. Have thought of trying to get the test done for hunting license. Father would have too guns I don't want to go to the governent if he dies. One is a black powder Immanuel Meffert drillinger from around 1920. Other a german military rifle. Have thought of selling them to get a shotgun if I will get the license. We have land and one hunting club uses our land so I could probably get to become a member easy - one qualification you need to have to get a license for a gun. But have not yet wanted so badly to shoot to kill any living creature so taking the test just hangs.