I came armed with a chainsaw, hatchet and other weapons of
mass destruction. It kind of felt like I should have been filming a horror
movie when I was walking up to Brendan’s house with all that stuff under my
arms. We put in a couple of hours cutting and stacking, and in the end the
backyard looks like a backyard again. It was a lot of work, but I think it will
look great when all is said and done.
Towards the end of the evening as exhaustion was setting in,
we began to talk about what life must have been like when our ancestors were
clearing land for their farms. It took us about two and a half hours of hacking
and cutting to reduce a relatively small tree to kindling and we were using
modern tools. We didn’t even have to uproot the damned thing; a guy in a bobcat
tore it from the earth without even working up a sweat. Two hundred years ago
the men used horses and elbow grease to clear their land. I can’t imagine how
long it would take them to clear an acre or at least enough land to feed them
for the coming winter.
There was a TV show a few years back where two or three
couples were put in the pioneer situation and they had to adhere to a strict set
of guidelines to survive. They did pretty well, but I don’t think they would
have actually survived without help. One of the men actually had a heart attack
and was rushed to the hospital. A hundred years ago he would have been rushed
into the ground and his family would more than likely starve to death. There
was a fire that killed the only pig and a multitude of problems that they ran
into. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpY98uAiXyk
No, the show proved to me that no matter how much you might think you could
survive, without a lifetime of training we would all most likely be dead.
The key to survival is that back in the day the people were
inured to that kind of life. They would know all about horses and pigs and just
what would be necessary to keep them alive and healthy. They would probably
have a working knowledge of how to do almost everything from making furniture
to planting a crop. The population was small enough that all members of the
community would have to help with the seeding and harvest. They were a tougher
bunch as well. Life was hard, but the people were harder. You and I are just
creampuffs and for the most part can’t do anything that is saleable at all.
Yep, they worked hard and then worked harder and on the
weekend they would bust their guts working harder still. They didn’t even have
indoor plumbing! Come to think of it, the only thing they had to look forwards
to was an early death from exhaustion.
Hip…hip…hooray…for the modern world and our lazy ass ways.
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