When I was very young my father took me fishing at lake Shasta above the flooded town of Shasta(?) it was underwater then!
We caught a lot of lake trout.
My father started to clean the fish, I asked him if the are alive if they feel having their bodies slit open if they felt pain, he said no!
I looked in the eyes of the fish as it was murdered in such a barbaric way, I could see it’s eyes change and grow dull!!!
I have not fished since!!!
Thank you for no longer fishing. He didn’t want you to know the truth.