DING DING DING!!!!!

LAAAAADIES AND CRAZY (meant in the best of ways of course) DOCTORS/PROFESSORS THAT WE LOVE TO WRITE ARTIFACTS FOR………..TONIGHT WE HAVE A MATCH UP FOR THE BEST MATCH IN ALL THE HISTORIES OF ARTIFACT BOXING MATCHES IN THE WORLD!!!!!!! (There has only been one, but who gives a shit? Entertainment value, educational value and such.)

Ok enough theatrics. Though I will be arguing in favor of the hunter/gather lifestyle and how not only was it the real way to live (fuck yeah), but how it also was quite beneficial to health. Actually….It’s really not even a boxing match…… (shrug) oh well.

Hunting/gathering life style was believe it or not (although it could be done with just a family) was actually in small tribes. Usually no more than fifty, these people would move around not necessarily day by day, but enough that they were never weighed down by location of troubles within a certain area. they usually kept a variety of routes, such as following animal herds for food, following water, or even environmental locations to protect against elements and the seasons. They usually had little to do with interacting with animals, except for hunting and use as domestic tools for carrying their belongings.  Waste was also not a major problem as they tended to move before problems arose from waste.  (Plus they just buried it anyway, thus giving back to nature so as to help fertilize the land. Eco-friendly man 😉 ) Further was the fact that with little interaction within other groups and staying small, they tended to avoid diseases, or of someone new came in, it was quick and easy to spot a problem, and know who to blame/kill.  Unfortunately this glory age of survival had to end cause people got fucking lazy and wanted to settle. siiiiiigh. Thus society was born. fuck.

We all know how well that worked out. But to me the key question is can we return to this glory age? fuck yeah! but screw walking and screw staying on land. Get me a nice 80 foot  ocean going sailboat with a generator,  a family or three with some crew and a couple of women with loose morals and enough previsions, supplies,  guns/ammo, and music/books and other forms of the arts….yeah…i’m ready. let the four horseman come.  Shit i’ll cheer em on! Make me the leader of the new free world. Find a nice port town and name it new hope. have the main drag named after me… write a couple of books and one day go out to sea and never come back. Live Free or Die. Anyone says otherwise gets shot. he chose the later half of that agreement.

So yeah. Oh yeah: Hunter/Gather/Nomad style wins. Fuck Society. Have a good night Everybody!