Speaking of people hating on non-residents - I have a story from this years elk hunt that encapsulates this issue, while also looking at the good side of things. I, for one, feel more hate for NR on forums like this one than IRL. It is sort of like how people talk to others on FB etc, and say things they would never say to someone's face.
So I drew a limited entry elk tag in CO for archery elk. My wife and I went up in July and thoroughly scouted the area. We put out 3 trail cams and the area that showed the most promise was probably the most beautiful camping spot that we had found it also offered a great opportunity for glassing as it was at the bottom of a big basin.
Lucky for us, when my father and I drove up during hunting season, one of the camping spots there was still available. There were actually 3 fire rings in this particular area but one of them had an RV there, and a trailer with a 4 wheeler but no one was actually there.
So we picked the middle of the two fire rings, while our "neighbor" was on the opposite side.
First-morning hunt, I head up into the basin before first light. My father was with me but by the time we got to the trailhead, he realized he forgot something so I headed out solo. About mid-day, I hear someone popping off rounds. Some sounded like target practice but others were like emptying magazines. At the time I thought nothing of it - like literally didn't spend a second thinking about it.
I hunt until dark, get back to camp, and check on my dad. Everything was fine, we ate a quick dinner and tried to get some rest. The next morning before heading out I drew my bow and noticed my peep site was twisted...it had moved on the string from the hunt the day before. So I stick around past daylight to see if I can get it sorted out.
While I am shooting, our "neighbor" (a resident) walks up to me and starts apologizing. For what I wasn't sure, but he said he was an angry man and needed to change his ways and that he was being an asshole yesterday but God told him to come over and apologize.
It took me a while to even understand what the guy was apologizing for, but it turns out, he drew a sheep tag that took him 20 years to draw and he was upset that we were in "his" camping area and hunting "his" basin where he had already glassed up a few sheep, and it was him that was shooting all those rounds.
The funny thing was, that it didn't even bother me in the slightest that someone was firing rounds several miles away from where I was focusing on elk that morning my dad had a laugh when I told him and he said that while it was happening he was just chuckling to himself that someone would waste all that ammo.
Turns out, the guy helped us quite a bit. Gave us one pointer for a hunting area that didn't pan out, but I also blew out the ball joint on my truck and he drove me halfway around the unit with a pack full of backpacking gear so that I could backpack into an area where I had found elk while my dad limped into the nearest town to get a repair.
We have ended up texting and emailing each other several times since then and to repay the favor I helped him with a few waypoints for his friend who has a tag for first rifle.
It's kind of like most of America and the world in general - all of us have a lot in common, but it's the superficial things that divide us - especially on the internet.