Nothing goes to waste. As soon as they heard gunshots, the villagers in the area we hunted started showing up, looking for their share. They are waved off and told to keep their distance until the PH makes sure the animal is dead. They then move in and help with the field dressing of the animal, and get part of their 'share' right there. I watched in awe as they prepared some of the internal organs for consumption. They help load the animal for the trip back to camp. (It ain't easy to load a Cape Buffalo on a truck, even when he's halved.) What meat can be utilized in camp is served up for everyone there. The rest is taken to villages in the area. An interesting note ... the trunk of an elephant is considered a delicacy. It is hand delivered by the safari company to the local chief. Like Dennis said, nothing is wasted. They make use of everything there is. I didn't get to see it, but I was told that once the villagers were turned loose on an elephant, it would be reduced to nothing but bones in about thirty minutes. They all carry knives and hatchets, and you want to stay out of the way. Most of them carry scars of wounds they suffered when they got too close to another villager's knife or hatchet.
And that's the way it should be.