Letser bissen is actually quite a beautiful ritual. I don't practice it but I do have a ritual. I take off most of my outer clothing so I don't get too hot dtragging and I wear A-I gloves and exam gloves so I don't get bloody gutting. I have been doing it that way for quite some time.
There are some idiots on television who fist bump and pump and say idiotic things like, "He down! He's down!" and "That sucker is toast." and "He's taking a dirt nap" and Smoked that sucker!"
They of course, are the true hunters except they never kill anything. They only harvest. When they do, providing they haven't gut shot a doe, as so often happens, they spout some clap trap about how it all happened in the last hour of the last day and reitterate six or eight times exactly what happened, forgetting I suppose, they are on TeeWee and we saw it. Of course, we may not have seen it just that way.
The Mexicans have a rather unique ritual. The younger members of the village gather aruond the animal and upon cue, fly into that sucker like a pack of jakals. In 10-minutes, their is nothing left but tiny bits of the hooves. Quite touching to watch.
The Eskimos too have a ritual. It is called ookamoogalooga. Using whalebone knives called similacs, they slice off long strands of blubber. One end is placed in their mouth, the other in a pocket of their parkas. They then dance around in a circle with a female member of the band and sing Ookamookalooga which means I love you. Many years ago, R. Simbeck can verify this, Johnny Horton was inducted into their society and wrote a song about this ritual.
I sincerely hope this has helped you.
