Well unlike commander beef I'm not jerking anything when I said Anglers Mail and Angling TImes.
These may well seem well out of the publications demographic for a Pandora, or Pr0ndora, or whatever the term is, but think about the largest UK market of idle c***s sat next to lakes for days on end with no power outlet?
Besides their phones, which they need to cover emergencies, or captures, and the abysmal battery life of them (if they use them for gaming), think of the downtime in such a pursuit?
Many of those folk have lost their lives, wives, careers, etc to such a hobby, of very long stints in the wild in pursuit of Angling fame. Which in some cases has actually made them very serious careers and fortunes, from a fish, that the UK doesn't even eat anymore!
Some countries regard as Carp as vermin, that which the monks introduced as a bounty to enjoy with their Buckfast Tonic. Whilst rabid xenophobia has the Europeans blamed for eating anything that swims which the Cormorrants haven't been forced inland to devour already anyway nowadays.
We once ate widely and fished for the table from our own waters. Anglers alone were responsible for the cleaning up of all of the UK waterways, from the pollution of the industrial revolution, prior to Captain Birdseyes pescafealia for dwindling young Codlings, seeing us give a damn about nothing but COD wars and Black OPs.
Have you any idea the bizzare crap that Carp anglers in particular will buy? Match Anglers, who are the UK's only long term Gold Medal winning 'anything's' that can be relied upon, spend fortunes on anything that will give them an edge, or in this instance help them brag about their conquests from the bankside.
That chap that re-invented boxing, bought up the snooker halls before they became popular and brought us the interesting Steve Davis and everyone since, re-made Darts recently into Championship Wrestling and owns a fair few football clubs now, can't think of his name at the moment but you get the point I hope!
As he made an empire from nothing and can now sell nothing to everyone, at a premium, before relaxing back to where he came up with all of his ideas.......that's right.. whilst fishing!!
Who's to bet if he'd had a Pandora and could have penned his ideas, on the spot, in the wilderness, some 50 odd hours down the line, that he wouldn't have made himself richer earlier, or proven himself an Einstein from the riverbank?
Who's to deny a man a fish, or how to fish, or how to do anything you abnormally could, whilst you fish?
For the record, I'm a Predator fan.