Why Woman Can’t Do Camping
Created | Updated Oct 6, 2006
Why Woman Can’t Do Camping
Imagine the beginning….
“I’m fed up with eating meat, why can’t we have some greens” she said to her bloke one evening, “why can’t we settle down, every few weeks having to find a new cave, and that reminds me your “art work” on the cave walls, a sort of inaine grin arrived on the bloke's face, as he turned his head away from the missus gaze and started to snigger, she carried on saying what sort of message does this send to your kid’s, and while I’m on the subject the “so called” Bison you drew, does not have that sort of “appendage” because if it did it could’ent run away! “Just think” she said “if you grew green’s you could be at home safe, and not out chasing stuff, or stuff chasing you! “OI I’m talking to you” she snapped, the bloke looked up and smiled; “green’s don’t have legs either, do they? So their easer to catch, aren’t they?” she stated and carried on with, “I am worried all the time, thinking your not coming back and there’s the kids too, their growing up wild” This was falling on deaf ear’s due in-part that this “bloke” was not listening and he was still in a hunter/gathering mode. In the evolution time scale of things, even Darwin great, great, granddad was yet to be born!
Then….
This type conversation was being held in many dwelling’s all over the world during this time, and bloke’s of the hunter/gathering generation were fed up having to endure the constant “advice” from the spouse, so they invented “farming” which meant they had to domesticate animals/crops, so they could be at home “safe” and not out having fun hunting/gathering. The up-shot of this was some priest (male) found out how to ferment yeast/hops/barley and brew it into a drink or two, apparently all handed down in the sacred texts! You’ll notice it was a bloke who done the brewing….. Need I say more, anyway, this domestication of the animals/crops was not going to be easy because it was around this time they only just managed to find out how to make stone stand up on end! This was a nice by-product of the “prests” brewing, it allowed men to fulfil the need to make a statement of man hood, and also an excuse of drinking lot’s of the brew. Then some women said something like “would’ent it be nice if that stone over there (points at a stood up stone) had the sun coming up behind it on the longest day” also if we could make the stones stand in a circle, which meant the “priest’s” had to brew-up some more to get their head’s around the math’s involved, just to make this happen! And keep the women happy! If it was me I’d have gone back to drawing rude Bison pictures on my cave wall, but no, man had evolved, the math prevailed.
On the sixth day.
Now during around this time, on a Saturday afternoon man got board big time, been working all week on the farm, looking after the crops/animals and stuff! Something primeval, deep within him, swelled to the surface. The need for a mindless competitive sport, the mindless chanting/devotion, the endless conversation about an injury/player! The mindless drinking of beer! So Football was invented!
RJR
Imagine the beginning….
“I’m fed up with eating meat, why can’t we have some greens” she said to her bloke one evening, “why can’t we settle down, every few weeks having to find a new cave, and that reminds me your “art work” on the cave walls, a sort of inaine grin arrived on the bloke's face, as he turned his head away from the missus gaze and started to snigger, she carried on saying what sort of message does this send to your kid’s, and while I’m on the subject the “so called” Bison you drew, does not have that sort of “appendage” because if it did it could’ent run away! “Just think” she said “if you grew green’s you could be at home safe, and not out chasing stuff, or stuff chasing you! “OI I’m talking to you” she snapped, the bloke looked up and smiled; “green’s don’t have legs either, do they? So their easer to catch, aren’t they?” she stated and carried on with, “I am worried all the time, thinking your not coming back and there’s the kids too, their growing up wild” This was falling on deaf ear’s due in-part that this “bloke” was not listening and he was still in a hunter/gathering mode. In the evolution time scale of things, even Darwin great, great, granddad was yet to be born!
Then….
This type conversation was being held in many dwelling’s all over the world during this time, and bloke’s of the hunter/gathering generation were fed up having to endure the constant “advice” from the spouse, so they invented “farming” which meant they had to domesticate animals/crops, so they could be at home “safe” and not out having fun hunting/gathering. The up-shot of this was some priest (male) found out how to ferment yeast/hops/barley and brew it into a drink or two, apparently all handed down in the sacred texts! You’ll notice it was a bloke who done the brewing….. Need I say more, anyway, this domestication of the animals/crops was not going to be easy because it was around this time they only just managed to find out how to make stone stand up on end! This was a nice by-product of the “prests” brewing, it allowed men to fulfil the need to make a statement of man hood, and also an excuse of drinking lot’s of the brew. Then some women said something like “would’ent it be nice if that stone over there (points at a stood up stone) had the sun coming up behind it on the longest day” also if we could make the stones stand in a circle, which meant the “priest’s” had to brew-up some more to get their head’s around the math’s involved, just to make this happen! And keep the women happy! If it was me I’d have gone back to drawing rude Bison pictures on my cave wall, but no, man had evolved, the math prevailed.
On the sixth day.
Now during around this time, on a Saturday afternoon man got board big time, been working all week on the farm, looking after the crops/animals and stuff! Something primeval, deep within him, swelled to the surface. The need for a mindless competitive sport, the mindless chanting/devotion, the endless conversation about an injury/player! The mindless drinking of beer! So Football was invented!
RJR
