They are essentially wingless ostriches the size of giraffes, and if that doesn't sound cool enough to you already, then you, my friend, are a philistine.
But I think the coolest part about Moa are how they became extinct. They were no indigenous mammals to New Zealand before the Maori showed up, and since the Moa were the BMOCs of the island, they never had any predators. The Maori soon learned that Moa meat was about the most delicious thing this earthly side of ambrosia and ate their fill of it. So much so, that when the Moa would herd in low valleys, the entire flock would be exterminated before any of them had the good sense to run away. More often than not, most of the meat would spoil before the Maori could eat all of it.
Why have I lectured you for so long on the history of the Moa? Think about it this way - - assume that we now have an infinite supply of Moa. Remember then, that we currently have places where you can shoot flightless pheasant for a small fee (see also: Dick Cheney shooting a man in the face).
Make the logical jump here...
Pay-per shot Moa hunting! No one out there can tell me that this isn't a great idea. Have you ever taken down an 8 foot tall creature before with an elephant gun? No, you haven't - - stop lying.
Perhaps this is antithetical to the purpose behind bringing back extinct creatures, but I'm a sucker for a cash cow.
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