Kinda sad, actually.
I cringe when I see folks getting pissy about a given muzzleloading rifle not being "primitive" enough. This, when we just got over the whole Zumbo crapstorm, and the numbers of young hunters and shooters in this country aren't getting any better. Intolerance for fellow shooters and their preferred firearms makes us all look bad, especially to anti-gunners.
Me, I'd say as long as it loads from the front end, it's a muzzleloader, period. That means no quickie second shot, so Mr. Whitetail had better be down with the first one. Scoped muzzleloaders don't bother me, because scoped Whitworths were in use during the Civil War, lest we forget, dropping all sorts of 2-legged and 4-legged critters from way the hell off. Tell those Confederate snipers their rifles were only good for 100-200 yards at best.
Now, if you feel a matchlock is the best for the job, by all means, have at it. You can even wear frilly pantaloons with codpieces if you so desire, and you'd best be commuting to and from the woods via horseback, none of this half-assed stuff! If you have a 209 primer variant, or (Lord forbid!) the new electric arc ignition model, that's good, too - you're out there, hunting and shooting, keeping the traditions going for younger generations. Not only that, but you're still pouring powder down the muzzle, and ramming a projectile home with a ramrod. Bummer if your battery dies, maybe one could pack a series of primitive Baghdad batteries along just in case?
I do feel bad for the paper-cartridge breechloader Sharps folks, because they're not "primitive" enough to get muzzleloader status in many states. I would wager the owner of a modern Ferguson replica would be in the same quandry.
Now, with respect to getting pissy about "primitive", Sharp Pointy Stick season hasn't been addressed, nor has Jumping-Onto-Critter-From-A-Tree-And-Breaking-Its-Neck-With-Bare-Hands season, or the old reliable Driving-Game-Off-A-Cliff season. Y'all had better get busy!