The cartridge compromise is real, but I see it as a matter of comfort and convince. In these days of heated and air conditioned seats to keep your hoo ha at exactly the correct temperature, 3/4 ton trucks sprung like a 4 door Buick, satellite radio to never miss Joe Rogan, and sissy tailgates that automatically fold down and deploy a loading step like some mini corporate jet, people just don’t like loud noises or any recoil out of a rifle. If it sounds and recoils like a dog fart everyone loves it. Rather than hold it like a Clovis spear about to off a mastadon, folks strap it to their pack so their hand doesn’t cramp. Way too much time is spent discussing what brand of plastic is better for gun parts, rather than throwing that junk in the recycling bin to be made into Trex decking and nylon spatulas.
Make a rifle big and all steel, with a flame that jumps out the muzzle and recoil that sets you back in the seat like an alcohol powered dragster. Make the thing loud like some good fireworks. Shoot the damn thing until you’re accurate with it, rather than complain it’s too hard to get to the range, or the weather will make you melt, or never zero in the wind, and rely on dog fart recoil to make you accurate. lol
Not going to lie, I do wish my jitney had heated seats, so what do I know.
