A plunderer is somebody who takes plunder. Words are often their own victims, and perforce prey on themselves like monsters of the deep. Once such word is prey.
Once upon a toga-clad time, you prehended things, meaning that you got them: hence apprehend, comprehend and reprehensible. Pr(a)ehend then turned into Latin praeda, meaning something that was got, usually plunder. From praeda, via French, we got prey.
From praeda too, the Romans got praedari, meaning to plunder, and from that the English got predation, and from that you got predatory and then finally, in 1908*, you got predator.
And thus the hunter is, etymologically, also the hunted. And thus we are off to the jungles of South America and a crack team of special forces running for their lives and pondering their political careers (two of the actors later became state governors and a third ran unsuccessfully for the governorship of Kentucky).
Anyway, watching Predator I am always reminded of Auden's revisions of his own poetry. It's hard to say what the greatest line in the film is, but one of them is:
There's something out there waiting for us, and it ain't no man. We're all going to die.
Auden once wrote a poem called September 1st 1939 (scholars aren't sure when). It climaxes with this stanza:
He then decided that that last line didn't work. We die anyway, whether we love or not. All men are mortal (and most women). So he changed it to "We must love one another and die." But that hardly means anything. You might as well say "We must remember to feed the cat and die". He therefore decided to scrap the whole poem. He suppressed it. It is therefore still omitted from many, many editions of Auden's complete poetry, much to the bewilderment of readers.
The same, of course, applies to "There's something out there waiting for us, and it ain't no man. We're all going to die." Well, of course you're all going to die: all that lives must die, passing through nature to eternity.
That, I think, concludes our week of eighties action movies. I simply can't work out why Rambo is named after a French poet and it's not that interesting that commando was first used in English by Winston Churchill. The old action stars are gone. The golden age has turned to bronze. The stars have gone out one by one (or been cast in The Expendables) and now, as Auden said of Arnold in the same poem:
Whatever is out there, it killed Hopper, and now it wants us.