Breaking Up Wasn’t Hard to Do
to our representative Kenyan culture for comparative contrast
We couch our consideration of lifestyle factors affecting potential psychosis in the adult population ~ as we did for modern civilization at the long-distance bus service counter ~ in the running of an errand.
We follow an ordinary citizen (there are no undesirable/untouchables here, and even the chief is only nominally more than ordinary, so this classification,
covers just about everybody) to the “store” for a length of fine jewelry chain.
Service centers in any society bearing a certain resemblance to one another, this one finds itself repeated with minor variations all over the ancient world: a couple of goat skins spread in the pleasant shade of a tree just outside the service person’s home.
Now, strange to say
…even though the object we seek is made of metal, no one has been made to sweat their lives away under horrific conditions to find or process it ~ for, without the modern focus upon brutalizing an environment into our own idea of what it should be, their milder and more flexible approach necessitates the use of so infinitely less metal that the required supply of raw ingots may be collected, by those in the know as to the locations of their deposits, in the course of a pleasant afternoon’s walk, afterward being brought back in baskets cleverly constructed for comfort in the carrying of moderately heavy loads.
Our service person is almost certainly married
… and contentedly so
No vast pool of undesirable men exists.
While some households own a possession or two more than most, differences in this regard are sufficiently insignificant to provoke none of the false affection, personal compromise and general misery which individual and familial strivings for the power we ourselves accord ~ not to those who have proven themselves worthy of it, but solely to those who can pay for it ~ comes into the relationship of any courting couple.
People’s motivation for being together is one of personal affection alone, unsullied by the hidden agendas we ourselves suspect to lurk behind every interpersonal outreach…
… because, ninety nine percent of the time, they’re there.
Among the indigenous tribes of the Trobriand Islands of Melanesia, where ~ as, again, in many locations all over the ancient world ~ ethnographer Branislaw Malinowski noted marital disharmony to be extremely rare. Unfortunately, his own hut was placed within hearing of the only couple anywhere around who insisted upon remaining together even though they argued frequently. His acerbic comment:
“Sometimes it was bad enough to make me think I was back in civilization!”
With many fewer possessions over which to wrangle, divorce among Earth-centered civilizations
while extremely less common than our own
…was a streamlined affair. No one saw any sense in remaining where happiness was no longer to be found.
Among the Navajo Indians of our own continent (who had worked into their traditions quite a number of useful interpersonal models we might do well to imitate) a wife deciding some serious talking needed to be done between herself and her husband before normalcy could be restored had recourse to the simple proceeding of placing his saddle just outside their door (nobody stole it ~ ref earlier pages in this series).
The husband could choose his time and opportunity for the necessary communication or, if he judged the situation hopeless, remove the saddle, but he did not have the right to reenter the dwelling until her tension had been resolved. There were always plenty of other places for him to sleep.
There were always plenty of other places for him to sleep.
Without society-wide psychoses manifesting in family members and acquaintances from infancy onward, maintenance of a long term relationships did not as often as not present a choice between personal compromise and personal solitude, as it is (d)evolving to do in today’s version of collective reality.
Remember that the next time you find yourself assuming that a homeless person got where they are by weakness of character rather than by its opposite, ‘kay?…