It’s just science folks. At least that’s how DC’s local ABC News broke it down in their Wednesday Feb 17th afternoon broadcast.  WJLA got George Washington University Psychiatrist Dr. Suenna Massey to comment:

“In my opinion, I think it is a good thing… it reflects a more acceptable of the changing roles in our society.”

She goes on to explain that the trend is the manifestation of women being more financially independent and as they age, “nature may be sparking the attraction to the younger man oozing, virility, vitality and fertility.”

The story ends on a bit of a downer though as reformed cougar Jennifer Thornton expresses the downsides to dating young-ins:

The younger guys want to be there for the fun and going out and the sort of joyous times, but the minute I’ve encountered something difficult they tend to leave.

A couple folks sent HC this video of Air New Zealand’s controversial new ad campaign so I wanted to post.  Without doing any additional reading, I’m guessing it’s controversial because young guys in New Zealand have a problem of getting raped by older women.

New Zealand’s Rape Prevention Education is so ashamed in it’s male population’s lack of virility that it has labeled the ad “appalling, disgusting and degrading to women.”

See it to believe it:

Interesting cultural differences: Unlike the Cougar Hunters in North America who keep our cougars well-satisfied, this ad brings to attention something called a “Kiwi pee-addict” who is needed to pee on cougars to keep them away from their man parts.

Kiwi Pee Addict

Two years ago, I wrote in the original We Get It, “It seems like for any sitcom to keep pace they must reference cougars at least once a season.” At that time I was confident the term cougar would have permeated the worldwide lexicon and lose its comedic effect.  Two years later I have egg on my face and the HC staff is back to writing about a phenomena that won’t die.

As a writer for this blog, I would like ‘cougar’ to carry somewhat of a giggle factor and not be overexposed to the mainstream.  So it really pisses me off that the hack producers for CSI Miami chose to do a whole episode about Cougar Killers, airing tonight on CBS.  The original CSI–which I watch religiously–had a brief reference to cougars back in 2007 and it tastefully gave a tense scene a bit of humor.  The way CSI Miami is jumping on the bandwagon of cougar sitcoms like Cougar Town and Accidentally on Purpose is cheap and weak.

You might say, “don’t judge to soon, it could be a great mystery.” To which I reply, CSI Miami has never had an original episode that made sense and the cast led by David Caruso rides the short bus.  Geared toward an audience brain dead from miserable Monday who don’t watch football, it is sure to be laden with slow talking, shitty jokes and lots of over saturated aerial shots.  The only positive for tonight’s episode is that it stars ex-schoolboy fantasy Tia Carrere, who in an interview with ET said:

“I think the term cougar is very funny,” says Tia Carrere, who plays one of the murder suspects. “Some of my lines in the show echo how I feel about it. Personally, I think the term is offensive. I think older men have dated women half their ages without any sort of recourse.”

Tia’s desperation for work aside, I guess it’s good that older actresses have a new figure to play that is still sexy and not limited to mother roles.

I’d love to hear if you agree or disagree in the comments below because my hatred of CSI Miami might be clouding my judgment.

HOT FOR TEACHER

This week’s cougar hunter comes to us from the hallowed halls of an undisclosed high school in the great state of Indiana. First year English teacher Matt S. recently snagged himself not only a fine piece of cougar, but the very woman who taught him trigonometry. “If you told me back in 1995 that today I’d be nailing my precal teacher I would’ve shit a brick,” Matt explains. “Back then I couldn’t comprehend dating anything older than 16. Nowadays that shit don’t fly anymore.”

According to Matt, 26, the initial pickup was about as smooth as silk. “The first day of new teacher orientation I walked up right behind Merle and put my hands over her eyes. A split second later I said ‘guess who!’” Matt continues, “She smacked me hard! Then she said I was out of line and how that’s no way for a teacher to behave.”

Did Matt’s slip-up hurt his chances of slipping-in? “Well, I fucked her the next day,” he says as a devilish grin creeps across his face. Class dismissed.

Now that the summer has checked out lots of cougar hunters think it’s time to do the same. No more beach, no more reason to keep yourself in shape, right? Unfortunately, it’s this kind of attitude that will kill your chances of mounting your next pelt. Remember what a cougar stands for: living well, dressing well, staying in shape and lots of great, full body sex. And you can’t do that with a side of flabs. So sharpen your spear boys, and get ready to hunt cougars the way it’s been done for generations—with the physique of a warrior.

Every cougar has her ideal. Let’s not worry about that.  Our goal is simply to get a body that will appeal to the greatest number of cougars.

Our first installment starts where everything begins. Your grip. With stronger fingers, wrists and forearms lots of other exercises will become a lot easier. No, not those exercises (although your ‘stranger’ might feel better than the limp-wristed zombie you’re used to). Plus you’ll have the added bonus of sinewy vascular forearms that are impossible not to notice and admire.

GRIP (FOREARMS/FINGERS/WRISTS)

1. Find objects around your house that you can hold in your hands (a barbell plate is ideal) with a little bit of a struggle. Hold the plate or the gigantic textbook or 2×4 at your side, really squeezing it and walking around. You can do one hand at a time and work your way up to both. Go for a few reps of 20-30 seconds. You don’t need to train to failure; you’re just getting your hands and forearms used to working together. Eventually you’ll be walking a mile with 45lb plates in each hand, but for now let’s keep it to something you can handle.
2. Get a gripper. Captains of Crush makes the best in the world (ironmind.com). Unless you know you have strong hands, I’d recommend getting the trainer and working your way up from there (each one is around $20). These are great, measurable ways to see progress in your grip strength. And once you can crush a Level 1 (140 lbs of pressure) in each hand, imagine how much easier pull-ups, benches and dips are going to be. Your hands will have a combined 280 lbs of crushing force. So unless you’re a truly big fella you can be sure your grip won’t be a limiting factor anymore.
3. All you need for this one is a ledge or a chin-up bar. Since we’re going for tough hands, an unpadded bar will work best, but use what you have. With both hands, hang from the bar. Point your feet toward the floor, or fold them up if your legs are too long. Keep a tight grip and keep still—the less movement the better. Make sure your shoulders are tight in their sockets—it’s better for your joints this way. Once you have a two-arm dead hang down, drop one of your arms as you hold the bar. After about five seconds switch arms. Repeat.
4. Go to your garage or your local hardware store. Your mission is to find an 8 or 10 pound sledgehammer. There are a few things you can do with this lovely device. Hold the sledgehammer level in front of you with your palm facing upward. In a smooth motion, roll your wrist over so your palm is now facing the floor. If this is too difficult, move your grip closer to the head of the sledgehammer. This makes the exercise a little easier, and you can work your way up as you get stronger. Switch hands. In order to work different muscles you can alter the position of the sledgehammer so it’s in front of you or at your side. Have fun and experiment, but always use good form. You don’t want to break a nose, toe or tooth.

These exercises should have you well on your way to a seriously good grip. You don’t need to do them all (although you should) to see a difference. Just one of them a couple times a week will be enough to feel the pump.

Next time on Cougar Ready: Sculpting the shoulders.

Save for five seconds with the redhead cougar Barb throwing her leg up on a younger man, there was nothing ‘cougar’ about tonight’s episode.

The show begins with Jules (Courtney Cox) kicking last weeks prey Josh out the door at 5am after what a viewer would assume is a late night booty call.

However–even though they reference doing it three times in last week’s pilot–the second scene of tonight’s show has Ellie (Crista Miller) and Jules making allusions to some ten date rule. Halfway through the episode Mr. Tall, Young & Handsome, Josh reappears and Jules and he begin talking about how they haven’t had sex yet!  I can only assume this is some sort of ploy to feign Disney values.  I’m going to ignore this ten date untruth and continue to insist Josh and Jules are copulating copiously.

I digress, the theme of Into the Great Wide Open is that Jules, “hates the feeling that [she] missed out on everything.” She spends the majority of the episode hanging with her assistant Laurie (Busy Phillips) trying to relive the 20s she never had thanks to getting knocked up so young.

Forgive me for another tangent, but is Jules the best real estate agent in Cougar Town?  Her ex is a deadbeat, she lives in what looks like a $mil house, drives a convertible Lex and has an assistant.  Also she’s been trying to sell just one house for two episodes now.  Yes, TV is not real, but the only bitches that I know who roll like that: work all the time, are good at what they do, and don’t wait ten dates to fuck a strange young man.

Tonight’s episode did have an awesome party montage about ten minutes in.

Later in the episode, a classic youth mistake is revealed when Laurie exclaims, “Saturday’s the best night to go out.”  Any veteran HuntingCougar reader will know Saturday is for amateurs!  Jules attempts to rage on Saturday after over-partying on Friday and being hungover for half the episode but fails.

Another annoying part to the show was Jules’ incessant  flirting with her neighbor Grayson (Josh Hopkins).  Grayson owns a restaurant, is crushing young hoes, and fancies himself a Sean Connery style older gentlemen by his comment, “men get cuter with age.” Jules’ playground crush on Grayson is more Desperate Housewife than a man-hungry cougar.

Tonight’s laughs came from Jules’ ex, Bobby (Brian Van Hart) who rode around in a golf cart wearing driving goggles.  Another attempt to show how 40-somethings can still have 20-something fun, but resigned losers are always good for a laugh.

Going forward, this show is going to lose me if Jules doesn’t abandon the ten date rule and grow some claws.  Her insecurities about missing out on her 20s were not sexy and the audience is left puzzled as to why Hunter Josh is sticking around if they are not fucking because Jules doesn’t appear to be engaging him in any other way.  Too early in the season to comment on the trajectory of the story-line.  Tune in next week…

Doug Nadvornick/Northwest News Network

On my way into work this morning I heard an interesting story on NPR entitled, “More Women Hunt, Seeking Food And Togetherness.” It turns out that the number of hunters (of real animals) has fallen over the past 15 years, “But the number of female hunters has held steady — and more young girls than ever are hunting.”

This story intrigued me greatly because of how it potentially correlates to increasing confidence and even aggression among American women.  Of the various reason for why women are entering the sport, family togetherness seems to top the list but there’s also evidence that hunting shows on TV featuring women could be an influence (Cougar Town?).  Hunting for food was also was a reason cited by many women; I guess going to the store isn’t good enough for some women who feel the need to slaughter their prey live.

Jeanine Elias says women make good hunters because she believes they’re more patient than men, and their expectations are lower.

Finally, when potentially courting a cougar, be wary of the dangerous new skills that your big game mistress may possess:

On the ground are two animal carcasses. Julie McKarley is kneeling next to one of them, a dead deer. A conservation officer with the Idaho Fish and Game Department, McKarley is teaching the women how to remove the deer’s innards.

“So I cut through the abdominal wall,” McKarley says, speaking over the sound of nearby rifle shots.

“I have my finger in here. Take your two fingers, or have your finger right behind it, and just cut through. This animal was hit and it’s bloating up, so it’s not going to be as pretty.”

Most of these women have never hunted. But they’re here to learn — about shooting, navigating in the woods and how to prepare what they’ve killed for the trip home.

Yikes, these cougars have claws!

Dear Purrr-seekers & Whisker Cleaners:

Everyone’s got a winning tool…you just need to figure out what yours is!

-HBO’s ‘Hung’

In this week’s lesson, I am going to teach you how to break into a group of cougars, and make off with (or make out with as the case may be) the one you want.  The procedure we are about to discuss is one of the most important – nay, indispensable – tools every young man must carry in his box, and is indubitably pertinent to our success with cougars.

Start by asking yourself how often you see cougars hanging out alone?  I would say, very rarely.  Sure, there may be the occasional gal who grabs a quick drink after work, or momentarily dips into the oral care isle at CVS to replenish her stock of dental appliances, but these encounters are destined to be fleeting at best.  Most likely, you’ll find her in the company of friends.

It can be intimidating to approach a group of cougars in a bar or at a winery, especially if your friends have sent you out as the ambassador, or satellite as I like to say.  But I’ve got you covered, friends…here’s how to do it:

When you approach the group you already have your crush in mind, of course, as she was the character you first noticed and for whom you came over in the first place.  But in order to win her, you’ll need to win the group first.

Approach and say “Hello” to the group (do not necessarily address the one you want at this point – just try to say “Hi” and make eye contact with everyone quickly.)

In general, a group will then break down as follows – some of the cougars will return the favor – “Hello there” and perhaps even bat their eyelashes at you – and some other ones will look away and shake their heads or make sighs and “sheesh” eyes at their friends, as if you were a square and had no chance.  Don’t be intimidated.  Now you know your allies – the “friendlies” – and the ones you have to win over – the “unconvinced contingent.”

Keep the conversation going with the friendlies, and laugh and chat them up – if you can win over a couple of her friends in the first few moments, you’re doing just dandy!  Systematically bring the unconvinced contingent into your circle, by asking them questions to answer in front of the group, or even playing them against the friendlies in the group (“You’re right Cindy – I’ll bet Caitlin feels the same way too – she’s probably just too shy to speak up.”)  Trust me, that will get her talking!  Once you’ve won over the unconvinced contingent, you’re golden.  You’ve proved to the group that you can entertain and delight them all, thus demonstrating your value, and you can now begin putting the moves on the one you actually wanted (unless you’ve since taken a shine to another member of the group…target changes happen often!)

Eventually, you’ll get your favorite cougar away from her friends for a while (once they know you’re cool, they’ll slip over to the bar or go to meet other guys, and leave your pick feeling vulnerable and wanting to talk more with you.)  Get her number, then make an excuse that you have to go, and vanish mysteriously into the crowd…leaving her wanting more.  Once out of sight, pat yourself on the back – “Well done!”

To Recap:  If you want to win over a cougar who is in a group, you’ve got to win the group first!  Involve the ones who don’t like you in the conversation and they should warm up; if you don’t succeed, then play the ones who like you against the ones who don’t, and you’ll emerge victorious.

Winning the group is like winning the crowd in Rome – if you can do that, than even Caesar himself cannot give you the thumbs down!

Happy Hunting!

OVP

What do you get when you cross a silver bager and a grey goose? To find out, I asked Franklin Barna, 57, and Eva Grubinskaya, 67, both from the Lower East Side. I caught up with them over drinks earlier this month for some insight into what it takes to make an older couple tick.

“From the second I saw her making dumplings, I knew I had to say something,” Barna explains. “Any girl who can mold a ball like that is a-okay in my book.” What happened next is a mating ritual that has been going on since the dawn of time. “I approached Eva and told her I wanted a to-go order, but she doesn’t really speak English too good,” Barna laughs, “So I tugged gently on her arm and tugged till she got the idea.” The radiant couple has been inseparable since July and is looking to keep their run going strong.

“Key to good relations with us is to make passion and fire every night,” reasons Grubinskaya. “No such thing as dirty and painful…if he has desire to put somewhere or something I am, how you say, all game.” A healthy sex life aside, this couple wants HuntingCougar readers and the world at large to know that age gets better with age.

“I love me some cougar, don’t get me wrong on that one,” Barna starts, “But a grey goose? Goddamn if that isn’t tasty like you don’t even know.” You heard it here first, 60 is the new 40. So get your goose on. And take a gander.

You can also check out the right sidebar for the latest two twats.

Pretty quick start…definitely targeting a market with a short attention span.

TWATSCRIPT:
Min 1. Live Blogging the Premiere of #CougarTown on Twitter. Blazing quick start with 100 jokes in the 1st 3 min. Nice Discovery song off the top

Min 8. So the show is based in FL. Cox has a bunch of girlfriends who are also divorced and the ladies all want to bang high schoolers

Min 9. Cox goes to the club. Never had her 20s (she had a kid when she was 19) Fake nails look like cougar claws.

Min 10. Cox to young dude, “You are hot as balls”

Min 12. 1st Cougar Hunter of the night; gets dropped off at Cox’s house by drunk friend and sneaks in for a kiss; washes shirt in sink

Min 13. Young hunter busts a nut 3 times and Cox forgets his name and then blows him. Cox’s kid walks in on them:

Min 19. Cox’s kid is dealing with the problems of having a MILF for a mom:

Min 20. All the guys in this show wear tight pants and light blue button downs.

Min 24. Cox’s ex-husband is kinda hilarious. Cox is trying to be a badass and tell off an elementary school kid–I tuned out.

Min 27. Cox’s hunter talks too much but is doing all the work–nice touch with the wine. Cox whines a lot. Show ends.

Linda Franklin’s “Real Cougar Woman” (RCW) website and newsletter have been followed by HuntingCougar.com since it launched in 2007, but hasn’t commented on until now.  RCW supplies a wealth of information to empowered cougars.  As men who fancy older ladies, it should be used to gain valuable insights.

Pouncing on the “Cougar Town” hype beast, RCW sent out a rally cry this morning titled, “Cougar Town Debate Starts Tonight:”

All of us strong, sexy, independent women over 40 have a very strong voice so let’s use it. Are we being portrayed accurately or are we made to look like sex-starved cartoon characters for the sake of ratings? If we don’t like the media’s portrayal of who we are let’s stand up and be counted.

Later in the email they offer a survey link to five open-ended questions to define a real cougar. The results will be sent to media outlets.  I think it’s great that the cougs are standing up for their brand and cougar hunters should do the same.

HC will be keeping an eye on how the 20-somethings of “Cougar Town” represent themselves. Will they be puppets of an older woman’s fantasy or sophisticated wranglers that hold their own.  Let the debate begin indeed…

On any given Thursday thru Saturday night a few phone calls to the Favorites Lists can produce at least one other hunting bud.  If I want a bigger crew there needs to be a little more scheduling.  My crew of cougar hunters only need a couple days notice on average to get mentally prepared to stalk out some cougar bars.  You may laugh at the need for mental preparedness, but it is essential to realign ones usual testosterone fueled fuck meter with the desires of an older woman.

Sometimes a regular email to the guys isn’t formal enough for a big outing.  On such occasions I turn to Manvite.com.  This site is a gentleman’s alternative to eVite or Pingg where there are special email invitations for: bachelor parties, poker, UFC fights, and even hunting cougar.  Even better than having a “hunting cougar” designation—which I use for just such occasions—founder  Jonathan Sills wrote me at the end of 2008 to let me know the news that users of his site, “were more likely to go Cougar Hunting [in 2008] than bowl, golf, or even go out for lap dances.” Press Release

Possibly more evidence that hunters need time and organization to get mentally ready? Or possibly more evidence that, “the value young men place on companionship with older women seems to be recession proof.” Also mentioned here.

Either way, be sure to use Manvite to plan your next Cougar Hunt.  It’s classy and your cougars will appreciate the focus you bring to the table.

Just like a hunting cat must stay lean and mentally sharp to survive, so too must a 21st century man. And that means ridding yourself of mental fat. Say it with me. Mental fat. It’s that little voice in your head that tells you to pleasure yourself for the seventh time before lunch. Or to slop your way through a pint of ice cream and a season of 30 Rock in one sitting. In essence, mental fat is the desire to do nothing and go nowhere. Doctors say heart disease is a silent killer. Well, here’s a medical fact: mental fat has crushed more dreams than Michael Moore at a buffet line.

Say you’ve been working out for thirty minutes a day. You’re starting turn heads and you can even see your john-thomas for the first time 1989. Then all of a sudden you’re back from vacation wondering what kind of hurricane it would take for you to scoot your ass off the couch. Take note. This is mental fat rearing its ugly fat head.

Defeating mental fat requires you do nothing more than suck it up. If you’ve fallen off the wagon because it’s too cold or too hot or you’re not feeling up to it or you just broke up with you girlfriend and the world hates you, stop reading and do it. Whatever it is. It won’t be pretty. And you might not be as fast or as strong. But you weren’t that way when you started. So what’s changed? Just your mental fatness and nothing more.

The idea that you can’t do something, or that you shouldn’t do something is often the reason why we continue to do nothing. This applies to switching jobs. Ravaging a stranger in the laundromat. Eating food that isn’t total shit. Developing your obliques. Avoiding syphilis. Staying LinkedIn. Or even writing the next great erotic American novel. Whenever you feel mental fat turning you into a gelatinous mess, force yourself to suffer through it. Only then will the mental fat melt away.

To my dear fellow big cat taggers:

I am going to break stride with the usual beat of my beloved huntingcougar.com, and for once take some time to rant and rave rather than extol the virtues of the opposite sex.  I do hope you enjoy the occasional bit of random anger, in the spirit of George Carlin – certainly those readers of mine who are young men, I believe you will extend your sympathies and convey similar feelings to those of your old friend Oliver VP, when you read what I have to say below.

Huntingcougar.com’s writers stretch coast to coast, but this particular article pertains to Washington DC, which happens to be where yours truly makes his humble abode.  And due to the fact that this topic is far too large (literally and metaphysically) to jam into a single blog post, I’ve broken it down into three categories for us to attack: Bethesda Fatties, DC Bitches, and The State of the Sexes, 2009.

Bethesda Fatties.  Bethesda, Maryland, is one of the most wealthy and neatly kept bedroom communities of Washington, DC.  Everywhere you look are luxury automobiles, high-end restaurants and boutiques of all flavors.  In such a fine place one would expect to find the crème de la crème of elegant ladies…er, nope!  In actuality, most everywhere you look are underdressed, overweight women.  Many of them work, and some of them don’t, but the vast majority of them are not even trying to pretend to make an effort, and they celebrate it with trips to the gelateria.  I am sorry, but this sets the bar to a new low for upscale women.  Equality does NOT mean that you need to become rich fat slobs like men…take pride in your sex!  And Bethesda men, I challenge you to demand more from your females, even if they are your bosses!  :p

DC Bitches.  I have noticed a breeze that is turning into a gale in DC (perhaps it has something to do with the end of summer?), of women who dress up nice, go out to a bar or other social venue with their girlfriends, and consistently poo-poo the guys who make advances towards them.  I’m not sure if this is another result of hyperextended feminism, but it is certainly the result of mismatched priorities.  If you ladies want to just sit and chat with each other, please don’t invade everyone else’s social venues with your mightier than thou attitudes.  There are plenty of places you can go where you won’t bring down the vibe by being cliquish and antisocial…may I recommend one of the many fine restaurants DC has to offer?  You can talk all night over a bottle of wine or two and a bowl of hummus.

The State of the Sexes, 2009.  We have come a long way, young Men of America.  We grew up in the 80s and 90s, thinking that women were too skinny and should eat better (I literally remember thinking this when everyone was making such a big deal about those poor, emaciated models…alas, what a departure!), and that being men we could perhaps use our strength, logic and silliness, to attract and play with the opposite sex.  AND perhaps, heaven forbid, the women of our society would play their role to some extent, being ambitious, beautiful, delicate, wise and charming, and open to maybe just a little bit of chivalry (oh my god did I just say the C-word, whoops!!)

Unfortunately, the State of Women today seems to be doggy-paddling towards the lowest common denominator.  I see plenty of women who are fantastically successful at business and their careers, in many cases even moreso than my friends, which is fine in and of itself, but they’re losing touch with what it is to be a woman.  They’re letting many of their feminine qualities slip, in the name of extreme equality.  Men and women should be equal, but we should not forget our nature.  In fact, we should celebrate it, as the dance our species has been doing for tens of thousands of years.  Come on women, you can do better!  Men want you for the qualities that make you who you are, not how much money you make.  The same could hopefully be said of the men you want in your lives.

Afterword:  If men and women are completely equal, what’s the fun in that??

It sucks the romance out of the air and reduces it to nothing more than a compatibility search on Match.com…we shouldn’t be searching for compatibility, we should be searching for incompatibility…for only out of this is true romance born!!

On a sour note,

OVP

P.S.  YES, real women do have curves!  I of all people would know this…BUT curves are not rolls!  To the gym with ye!!

I watch a ton of TV and I haven’t seen a series in the last two years that hasn’t referenced cougars.  Even “Family Ties”–the TV series from the 80s–had a reunion show just so that they could throw in a cougar joke, j/k.  However, it looks like the cat-calling has some staying power as more TV shows, books, and blogs cite and accept the phenomena.

Need more proof?  Tune into ABC on September 23rd for the new TV series “Cougar Town.”  Like the third coming of Christ, Courteney Cox reappears to star as Jules Cobb, a recently divorced single mother who is obsessed with her age.  My understanding of the show so far–I’ve done no research–is that she hunts down younger men to make her feel younger.  Also, I’m hearing the there’s a sports team called the cougars in the town so it has a double meaning, cheeky.

From my years of watching “Friends” reruns, I’m not sure if Courteney Cox is going to do it for me in this show.  I could see Jennifer Aniston in this role as she’s a real life cougar, hunting down John Mayer. But Cox’s husband is only six years her junior; though one could argue David Arquette is still a teenager emotionally.

What I’m really hoping to find by watching this show are insights into the modern American cougar’s persona.  Will this show seek to write the book on the stereotypical cougar?  Will cougars that watch the show try to emulate these values?  Is it asking too much of Cougar Town’s Producer Bill Lawrence to give me a glimpse of the cougar’s psyche as he provided emotional insights into the lives of residents in his previous show Scrubs?

In the coming weeks as the show airs HuntingCougar.com will aim to provide our readers with in depth coverage on the show.  Not as much as a Lost blog might, but we will be doing recaps of the show and talking dirty about Cox.  One thing is for sure: if “The Cougar” with Vivica A. Fox couldn’t kill America’s obsession, then HC declares hunting season to be open!