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RE: On Rainy Days Even in the Sun
Yes! (The Ecency reader writes “Forks!” when I write “Yes!”) “both are the same now as they/we were then”. I read somewhere that progressive societies are an illusion—We don’t keep improving as time goes by. Medicine, transportation, bomb-making—sure, plenty of improvements in our inventions. The history books are written with 5,000 year old technology by those in control, the victors, their scribes and publishing houses. I believe anthropology is a better tool for interpreting human civilizations over time. Even with biases accounted for—movements of people, diet, tools, political structure, can be laid out for future peoples to interpret imaginatively.
This book was written while homeschooling my first daughter. We made history an imaginative process. We “wrote” the histories to our heart’s desire. Why not? we weren’t ever going to use it to have power over anyone.
It’s a young book full of “whys”, and only wise in spite of it. Free with an address, and I will mail it to you.
These are notes I just picked out of a Buddhism book I re-read every autumn. It’s my daughter’s notes she took at age 12 after reading Lies MY Teacher Told Me. 23 years ago! Coincidence? Happy Indigenous Rabbits Day!
I would debate that there have been very few improvements in medicine, unless by improvements you mean the need for every more of their toxic medicines. Surgery after a car accident (for example), that is much improved, but treatment for chronic illness is now abominable, nothing but drug pushers "helping" us there.
How often I have wished I had homeschooled my kids! Again after reading your daughter's work here.
When my kids were young, I thought homeschooling was insane. I was one of those same-as-we-were-then folks, believed in America the greatest place on earth to live. The schools are incubators for slave-thought and behavior, and when one of mine simply could not think or behave that way, they threatened us with child protective services if we didn't medicate him, therapize him, and, in one school, let them send him to a padded room if he wouldn't comply. Looking back, I can't believe I let this go on, but I believed in America the great and thought I was the problem because I couldn't get my kid to do his banal, repetitive, useless homework. As his health devolved - I have no doubt now that this was because of the "medicines" I still believed in - he responded by becoming self-educated, by reading books they would never allow in schools (protocols of zion for starters, religious texts of all kinds next, he was astonishingly brilliant, no need of schooling). I credit him with my understandings today. Without him, without his years of illness. his recognizing the lies he had been forced to consume, and his eventual death, I would still be a mind-slave. I'm learning. Not where you are by any means, but able to spot the prodigious BS that is our daily bread, and the wicked crimes we commit by believing that BS.
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