I like the oneness of being that comes with eliminating sights and wheels, and relying solely on my own skill & that of the bowyer.
I'm not a purist or elitist. I use a wheelie when I want meat on the table or in the freezer right now. I shoot aluminum and carbon and wood; depends on which way I feel like hunting.
But the feeling I get when it's just me, two sticks, and a string, AND I make the shot...total buzz. And if I miss, it's an honest miss; I've only myself to blame.
To me, traditional is as real as you can get. That instant of zen I get on the release is indescribable. There I am...felt hat, woolen serape, leather boots, denim trousers, flannel shirt, all Gods' glory. Nothing else but two sticks, a string, and the eyes, nose, & ears I was born with.
I feel more alive at that one instant than I do at any other time, or anyplace else. It's something worth living for. Truly.