It’s that time again in Pennsylvania, the gasoline and gunpowder gang’s second-biggest holiday of the year. Pious worshippers of the White-tailed Deity don brightly colored sacred ceremonial garb and depart on a pilgrimage to find the sovereign target of their passion. For the faithful, the sacrifice ritual is accompanied by great emotion. There can be sweating, trembling, and even hallucinations before the act commences and a tremendous sense of euphoria is savored, despite the heresy of it all. Needless to say, you don’t want to be downrange when the trigger is pulled. So, unless you’re cloaked in similar celebratory dress and glowing like the sun in a dark room, you had better stay out of the woods and fields for a while.
