An Urban Tribe of Huntre Gatherers
Our first clue that something was the matter on an otherwise blissful Saturday morning was a loud banging noise that reverberated in the walls of the house, accompanied by an intermittent screech. Upon investigation, with the aid of Google, we hypothesized that the circulator on our boiler was kaput. Its a pump which moves water to the radiators after its been heated by the boiler. Sadly, it also means that our house heating system is inoperable.
Normally, this would not be an issue, except that it happened during what I'm sure is the last cold snap of the season. Temperatures on Saturday dropped into the 20's, and there was about an inch of snow on the ground from the night before. This unusually cold April weather persisted through Easter to today, when Warren Ulney cheerfully announced on my morning radio that we'd expect another cold day tomorrow...
Since we only have two space heaters amongst five people, the house solution was obvious: two go to stay with their respective girlfriends, the rest forage for firewood around the neighborhood. So, rather absurdly, tonight we had the scene of Aaron, Shantanu, Matt (who had come over for poker) and I collecting branches from neighborhood yards to burn in our fire place to keep warm.
I guess we're just couple of urban tribesmen trying to survive in an urban jungle. And its cold.
Normally, this would not be an issue, except that it happened during what I'm sure is the last cold snap of the season. Temperatures on Saturday dropped into the 20's, and there was about an inch of snow on the ground from the night before. This unusually cold April weather persisted through Easter to today, when Warren Ulney cheerfully announced on my morning radio that we'd expect another cold day tomorrow...
Since we only have two space heaters amongst five people, the house solution was obvious: two go to stay with their respective girlfriends, the rest forage for firewood around the neighborhood. So, rather absurdly, tonight we had the scene of Aaron, Shantanu, Matt (who had come over for poker) and I collecting branches from neighborhood yards to burn in our fire place to keep warm.
I guess we're just couple of urban tribesmen trying to survive in an urban jungle. And its cold.
posted by Linton at 12:08 AM
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Next week, we examine the question of why some urban tribes manage to progress beyond the hunter-gatherer stage and develop agricultural, and eventually consumer goods based, societies while others are left ripping the shutters off of abandoned buildings for firewood. I assert the cause is genetic inferiorities.
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