Sure we can and should respectfully discuss and at times disagree in a polite manner. I totally agree. If I misunderstood something I apologize but have not seen that.
Let me ask you where is the line? Where is the line that gets crossed and the pov is against hunting and conservation?
He says I should not be able to shoot an elephant but a local should be able to. Do you understand there is NO money coming in for conservation by locals? This POV is simply anti hunting.
Each of us can have their own line in the sand. He crossed mine.
I understand the point of view the OP is coming from. I was once much like him...
Growing up in rural Potter County Pennsylvania in the 1970’s when it was the whitetail hunting capitol of the highest deer hunter state in the USA, tribalism was part of the culture.
“Flatlanders” were from the more affluent southern areas of the state such as Philadelphia and Bucks County, Pittsburgh, Harrisburg, and gosh darn (New) Jersey! Often, people from those areas would own and maintain hunting “camps” throughout “our” county.
Flatlanders were easily identifiable by their accents; I suppose as most westerners are when in Africa. Individually, the flatlanders with predominantly good people. We local teenagers were simply quite jealous of their affluence. Flatlanders would often arrive in new, fancy 4x4 pickups with all the hunting stuff most locals could not afford, such as Leupold riflescopes and such.
Lacking economic opportunity and being mentored by the “Greatest Generation (World War II and Korean War veterans)”, two weeks after graduating high school, I was standing motionless on the “yellow footprints” at Marine Corps Recruit Depot Parris Island. It wasn’t long after graduating boot camp at my first duty station, Cherry Point North Carolina that I experienced similar rude behavior that “stump jumpers”, i.e. hillbilly twice removed, gave to flatlanders. Young Marines were not well liked by many of the locals close to the base. Further, in the south in 1977, the locals were, in their minds still fighting the civil war. I quickly found out that I was a “Yaaankee”. Hmmm, “Treat people as you want to be treated…” Karma was jack slapping me for being rude to flatlanders!
Looking back, there were many “rich flatlanders” that came to Potter County and shot “our” deer. Their different, urban behavior seemed rude to many locals. There were however probably more flatlanders who were steel workers and regular Joes that were war buddies. Their annual hunting trips were reunions of sorts. Once again, they picked up their rifles and felt young and indestructible.
Perhaps the locals in USA western states feel the same about the visiting elk and sheep hunters now as I once did about flatlanders? Or that young Africans may think about us western hunters coming to Africa to shoot all of “their” animals?
That is why we as visitors need to be kind and take care of the Africans. We on AH have discussions on tipping. Why? As a moderate income American I have more disposal income than 98% of all sub-Saharan Africans, black or white! I plan my hunting expensives on an Excel spreadsheet so I know exactly what costs to expect. That way there are no surprises. But when breaking our tuskless camp this past September, I may not have been the highest tipper every, but I gosh darn sure took care of the PH, trackers, Zim Parks Ranger, and camp staff.
I also made it known when planning my hunt that distributing the meat to needy villagers was nearly an equal a priority as me bagging a tuskless. In fact, agreed to add an eland to my hunt only if half of the meat would go home with the trackers and camp staff. Eland meat is prised and usually saved for meals for client hunters.
We visiting hunters should be gracious to our hosts. We also should be wise and allow a certain amount or tribalism, prejudice is you will, from those who do not know all that visiting hunters do for local Africans. Perhaps we would think the same if we were them? I know I once did.
That's why I never insult my fellow service members! How's that from what you may joke of as a crayon eater 
