It’s certainly easier to villainize someone if you don’t know much about them. I admitted multiple times now that “shanking the tent” wasn’t my proudest moment. But I’ve also went out numerous times, and although I didn’t post every trip since it would be mundane as I was ultimately unsuccessful, I guess it helps a lot of people sleep at night to assume I hardly went at all, and the ensuing cathartic rage must have its own therapeutic powers.
But probably I’m wrong, and everyone here plus their granny, uncle, kid next door, pet rabbit, etc is more of a hunter, and therefore superior human being, than me.