What is it about fishing anyway? No really. What is it? I'm asking a serious question? What's the allure of catching fish that makes people go to such extremes to do it? Does the human brain release some primal, euphoric feel good stuff into the fisherman; making him return to wet a line again and again?
Let's say for the sake of discussion that's it is true. And let's call it ichthyoid addiction. The question at the forefront now is this. Can fishing addiction be a chronic, often relapsing brain disease that causes compulsive fisherpeople to go fishing despite harmful consequences to the addicted individual and to those around him or her? From my observations i say uh, yes. Although the initial decision to purchase equipment and cast a line is voluntary for most people, the brain changes that occur over time challenge an addicted person’s self-control and hamper his or her ability to resist intense impulses to fish. He goes fishing. This is how it came about. In the dim, distant unwritten past a hungry hunter gatherer managed to land the first perch or bass or trout or whatever it may have been. Immediately he forgot his hunger and the needs of his family back home in the cave starving. He tossed the fish behind him and what else, went back to fishing. And for the next million or so years things have changed very little. Ichthyoid-a-mania is rampant and guess who really looses here? The fish. The poor creature stands little chance against the modern evolved fish killing humans. No chance. And the sad thing is this. Fishing nowadays has not a single thing to do with eating to survive.
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