Let him be on public water, water without restrictions as to tackle and baits. Along comes a worm fisherman, his creel heavy with fish. The dry-fly man not only does not envy him his catch, he despises the oaf. For him, in the words of an old song, it ain't what you do, it's the way you do it. This should surprise nobody.
Fish is brain food.
People who eat fish have large, well-developed brains. People with large, well-developed brains don't fish. It's that simple. The question a fishermanfaces, then, is how to get rid of the fish he has caught. The Pilgrim Fathers buried a dead fish in each hill of corn to make it grow.