Or better yet (and more $$), take a helicopter into a stocked, or at least prepared and controlled, sanctuar...erm...environment.
The dangers and effort are minimized, for maximum killing enjoyment. Kinda like glamping in a well-stocked RV.
Obviously, this kind of trek is for the wealthy degenerate; take away the $$ forked over, and I'd say that most 'normal' people who trophy hunt are actually sustenance hunting, while also keeping mementos. If not, back to me calling it poaching.
Absolutely agreed. It's very hard for me to dredge up respect for anybody who kills for fun. They can rationalize all day about how their blood-soaked passtime brings thousands of dollars to poor villages, but I don't buy it. It's an excuse to take the edge off a spoiled person's gross selfishness.