This is a complicated subject. There is a generational gap happening. But that is not specific to trad bow hunting. I see very real examples all the time in my life where this gap is demonstrated either on my end or coming at me from youngers. I am almost 63.
All I can do is "try" not to be too crusty.
I try to model for youngers that there is value in connecting to what you do and knowing why you connect to that activity, in deeper ways than through what you buy or what you post on social media.
Our society has always been a largely selfish one (post WW II) in general. I see it everywhere and hunting is no exception. Many hunting stories are only really about the hunters themselves, not as journeymen learning, growing, evolving, but as mini celebrities with nice smiles, salt & pepper beards, savvy slang and 1000 dollar outfits.
So I switch them off or do not re-visit.
I enjoy and appreciate the other platforms and film content out there that include some humility and some mention either in action or in word that what we do is richer when we are connected to the activity in a soulful way beyond "stuff".
I do not care what gear you use and is then brand flashed across the screen.
What I want to know about is how it FELT when you stalked that animal, failed, then succeeded. I want to hear about what you saw in the morning mist that made you gasp in awe. Tell us about beauty and loss, show us hardship and perseverance. Give us something real and deeper than another shallow grab on what it means to be alive and vibrant in a shrinking world. I can count on one hand the films I have seen where a guy mentions that what they are experiencing- a dawn, a sunset, a sweet pine scented breeze is special, let alone naming it as beautiful.
Trad bowhunting for me is....
You fill in the rest.