Lex Anteinternet: What's wrong with the (modern, western) world, part 3. Our lost connection with animals.
ICELANDIC MILKMAID ON HER MORNING ROUND
This is a fine, sturdy pony standing so stockily for his photograph, and he can make light of his burden of buxom beauty with her heavy can of milk. She cares not for saddle or stirrups, for most of these island people are born to horseback, and her everyday costume amply serves the purpose of a riding-habit for this strapping Viking's daughter, with her long tresses shining in the breeze.
(Original caption, of interest here I wouldn't call this young lady "buxom" or "strapping", but just healthy. This might say something about how standards have changed over time.)
The other day, I posted this in a footnote on a completely different topic.
Lex Anteinternet: What's wrong with the (modern, western) world, par...:
4. One of the odder examples of this, very widespread, is the change in our relationship with animals.Our species is one of those which has a symbiotic relationship with other ones. We like to think that this is unique to us, but it isn't. Many other examples of exist of birds, mammals and even fish that live in very close relationships with other species. When this occurred with us, we do not know, but we do know that its ancient. Dogs and modern wolves both evolved from a preexisting wolf species starting some 25,000 to 40,000 years ago, according to the best evidence we currently have. That likely means it was longer ago than that.Cats, in contrast, self domesticated some 7,000 or so years ago, according to our best estimates.Cat eating a shellfish, depiction from an Egyptian tomb.We have a proclivity for both domesticating animals, and accepting self domestication of animals, the truth being that such events are likely part and parcel of each other. Dogs descend from some opportunistic wolves that started hanging around us as we killed things they liked to eat. Cats from wildcats that came on as we're dirty. Both evolved thereafter in ways we like, becoming companions as well as servants. But not just them, horses, pigs, sheep, cattle. . .the list is long.As we've moved from the natural to the unnatural, we've forgotten that all domestic animals, no matter how cute and cuddly they are, are animals and were originally our servants. And as real children have become less common in WASP culture, the natural instinct to have an infant to take care of, or even adore, has transferred itself upon these unwilling subjects, making them "fur babies".It's interesting in this context to watch the difference between people who really work with animals, and those who do not. Just recently, for example, our four-year-old nephew stayed the night due to the snow, and was baffled why our hunting dog, who is a type of working dog but very much a companion, stayed the night indoors. The ranch dogs do not. . . ever. The ranch cats, friendly though they are, don't either.
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I started this thread back in February, when the entire news on "transgenderism" really hit the fan, so to speak. Since that time there's been the filing of the sorority lawsuit in Laramie, a host of transgender mass shooting, and an absolutely freakish campaign by Budweiser in which a guy trying to channel a girl of the 1960s is sponsoring Bud Light. Anyhow, this thread was to tie into it somehow, but now a lot of time has gone by, and working seven days out of seven, etc., I've really forgotten what my brilliant point here was to be, more or less.
But I'll go on anyhow.
This photograph shows a young woman at work, doing something that counted, and doing it in a way that was very close to nature.
So does this one:
Mid Week At Work: Mail Carrier, 1915, Los Angeles
And also this one:
And this one:
The point here?
Well this.
We've gotten to the point where we don't deal with animals as they really are, daily. We also are at the point where a large percentage of the original WASP demographic of the nation (more on this shortly) has lost most of the values it originally had, and replaced them with very weak tea instead. And we've so removed ourselves from a state of nature, that most people don't have a grasp on what nature really is.
It's hard not to know the reality of the world if you live in it.
This past week, the Wyoming Supreme Court heard oral arguments in a case in Casper in which the plaintiffs claim they suffered emotional distress as their two pet dogs were caught in snares which they claim were improperly placed on public lands by a trapper. Apparently, in a companion criminal case, the trapper was exonerated. The state land is very close to the city, which is a problem, but it's still state land, and still unincorporated.
Losing dogs is a tragedy, but emotional distress? This has never been allowed in the common law, as the law always held that the law is, basically, for people. If you can claim emotional distress due to the loss of a pet, why not anything?
Now, that sounds cruel, and I understand grieving over the loss of an animal. I've done it myself. That is, in fact, one of the things about owning pets. Normally, you outlive them, and if you are normal, you'll miss them when they die.
It's a part of life.
But emotional distress has been reserved, in the common law, for the loss of humans, based, in the end, for what we feel with the loss of a loved human being. Not an animal, no matter how loved.
And of course, up until recently, there was no such concept as a legally recognized animal for "emotional support". Support they did provide, but the bond was in a naturalistic way, not one for which the law afforded protection.
Have we lost something here?
I think we have, and it's connected with real work and real animals.
We'll explore What's Wrong With The World more in this series of threads, but here's one. Being connected with animals in a real sense, and not in the sanitary removed from nature sense, helped keep us real.
We've lost that.
It's hard to be obsessively focused on yourself, including your reproductive self, if you're around animals as animals, particularly great big ones that can hurt you.
And I'll bet the thought "I'm a girl, but I want to be a boy" didn't much cross the minds of Icelandic pony riding milkmaids, Oklahoman girl cowpunchers, or Los Angeles mounted mail carriers.
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