Rather Arrogant, How We Assume That We Are Better Than The Generation(s) Before!

Who started that trend?

Instead of learning from our parents and even further back along our family trees, we arrogantly assume that we know more, better and the right way to do stuff. It's too scary and not to mention sad, to contemplate how much precious knowledge has been lost through the ages because of each generation's superior airs and assumptions.

Watching a program about the conceptualizing and building of the first pyramids, put any thought of arrogance out on the scrap heap. Over 4000 years ago and they achieved such wondrous and really amazing architecture. A time before all the modern aides we all can't function without. You know, even imagining life in the middle ages is often a mind - twister, so thinking a further 3500 years back is indescribable.

Yet, when we do think of those times and people who lived then, all that should come to our mind is a resounding " Bravo ", followed by a quick
" Thank God I didn't live then! "

Almost like the Supermodels of the 1980's who didn't put a toe out of bed without the obligatory fee of 10 000 dollars for the day, we don't start any building or renovations without a jack hammer, power drill, digger and automated rubbish disposer ( often that turns out to be a spouse...I mean the disposer, of course )

The mere fact that those fabulous pyramids were built and have mostly lasted through the millennia, proves that we have much to learn. If you have ever lifted a bag of dry cement out of a car into the wheelbarrow, you will understand what a feat it must have been to shimmy, cajole & apportion millions of tailor chiseled stones to form the shape of the pyramids. By the way, each of the stones weighed a ton or two! Without tractors, automated pulleys or cranes. Oh yes, let's drop our arrogance tout de suite.

Remember, they didn't have the advantage of an aerial overview. No walkie talkies or smartphones to organize a precise placement. No ' Deep heat ' or ' Emugel ' to rub away the pain at night. No hot shower at the end of a hard day, never mind a tot of whiskey or a glass of wine. No end in sight in the first few years of building either. Imagine putting one heavy stone slab in its proper place and knowing there were thousands still to be put!

We have automated our life so much that we have lost the art of making things. I am not suggesting that we pull up heavy stones by hand, but it wouldn't hurt us to use a few less power tools around the house. It might give us a new found appreciation and maybe chisel our bodies to reveal our original waistlines...

Biggi