Often in those climates, youngsters are raised in such concrete jungles to believe guns and hunting are "bad". The city is bad for the human soul and the human character. It brings out the very worst in all of us. Being raised next to mother nature's country is much more wholesome. The birds, the bees, the clover, the trees, hills and dales, rivers and brooks, mountains and streams, deserts and woods, canyons, cliffs and valleys, horses and cows and big backyards with puppy dogs is the life. Crime, drugs, congestion, traffic, concrete, corruption, jackhammers, machine noise, urban sprawl, graffiti and pollution are pure madness. Mountain air or rolling green hills with grazing cows is pure sanity. Homo sapiens is a ground-dweller by nature. No man-made building should ever exceed one story in height. Man's numbers on earth should never be so great that big cities are necessary or multi-story homes are necessary. I grew up in the hilly semi-rural suburbs myself. A classic Boomer American Mayberry or Leave-It-To-Beaver setting. Boys played with guns and dressed up like cowboys and Indians. Girls wore dresses and had pajama and tea parties. Dairy farms and forests and rolling hills crawling with black/white Holstein cows and red/white Hereford beef cattle were close by. There were farm animals in my neighborhood. Horses, cows, sheep, goats, ducks, chickens and such. Mother Nature was always a bicycle ride or a 10-minute hike away from my front door.