Demonstrating
Jun. 29th, 2008 08:53 pmSo, as mentioned yesterday, I spent a full 8 hour day demonstrating handspinning at a historical site over in McHenry. The place is a pioneer farm that dates to the late 1830s, and still has the original house and barn intact. This was the first year for their big event, and I give credit to the organizers (who were apparently most of them in their 70s) for getting out excellent publicity and getting in a good crew of demonstrators. It was of course a "family" event with lots of parents towing kids around to see the demonstrations of everything from milking cows to sewing quilts. There were turkeys, chickens, alpacas, sheep, and cows to look at. I don't think there were any horses (pity.) There were tractors, both old and new. There were food concessions (of course) and presentations on 19th century life, with lots of people in historic costumes. They had an excellent turnout, with a gate count of 800 by noon and 1500 by the time they closed down at 4 pm.
I spun continuously, first wool on a drop spindle, and then cotton on a wheel, with only a half hour break for lunch (which was provided by the organizers as prepared box lunches distributed to the volunteer demonstrators.) I explained what I was doing again and again (not my strong point) until I was losing my voice.
I'm very impressed with the organizers and volunteers, and pleased to say that the weather behaved except for one quick shower and a burst of wind. However, once again I came away utterly unimpressed with Americans' attitudes and awareness. As I've been saying for years, people are so isolated now from the sources of their food and clothing that they are absolutely clueless about how this stuff comes to exist, or that people have to do things to make it happen. The actual process befuddles them. The sequence of steps from raw cotton or wool to finished clothing are a total mystery to them. They simply have no idea, and in most cases seem never to have thought of it at all. Most children have the attention spans of monkeys, and can stare at you without even seeing you while their mental wheels seem to be only processing on when the ice cream is coming or how soon they get to ride the tractor. Adults, though, are just scary.
They will ask what you're doing. You explain that you are making yarn that can be knitted into clothing or woven into cloth (and there are weavers working under the next canopy over, so they can see that happening. You see this look of disbelief cross their faces. Then they either humor you, or ask the obvious (to them) question: "Why would you do that when you can just buy yarn, or better yet, clothing?" The notion that throughout 99% of humankind's existence, there was no Wal-Mart store seems to be beyond their grasp. They gape at the spinning wheel (a modern manufactured one) and then ask how old it is and where you got it. You explain that it's only eight years old and was made in New Zealand (or Canada) and they shake their heads. "I had no idea anyone made such things any more." They ask where the wool or cotton came from, and don't seem to be able to understand the answer. "But didn't you have to kill the sheep?" The wool is gray and they can't believe there are gray sheep. "I thought they were all white or else black."
Cotton is the most puzzling to them, despite the fact that it is such a significant element in U.S. history. They have no idea how it grows, or that it had to be picked by hand and "seeded" before it could be prepared for spinning. Or else you tell them it's cotton you're spinning and they persist in thinking you bought it from the bandage department at the pharmacy.
Older people (generally those over about 50 years of age) are better. They have some idea of the process by which finished goods arrive in their hands, even if they have never performed the steps personally. The under 30 set, though, are absolutely ignorant. They have no idea about anything, though I'm sure most of them could tell me all the shows they will watch on television this evening. The idea that spinning is one step in a longer process from raw fiber to finished clothing seems incomprehensible to them. The fact that the spinning wheel doesn't do it automatically, and the spinner must exercise acquired skills, is hard for them to grasp too. They say "It looks so easy" or "It looks so tedious" (it is neither, but there's no point in arguing) and I point out that I've been doing it for 20 years now, so I have a fairly practiced hand. This, of course, produces more astonishment. How could anyone make the effort to learn something that takes that long?
I'm truly afraid that our educational system has completely failed, and that our society is within a tiny pinprick of collapse. If the oil dries up, or becomes too expensive, huge numbers of people are going to be totally helpless and will die because they don't know how to get raw food and prepare it, or how to make or even repair clothing for themselves.
I spun continuously, first wool on a drop spindle, and then cotton on a wheel, with only a half hour break for lunch (which was provided by the organizers as prepared box lunches distributed to the volunteer demonstrators.) I explained what I was doing again and again (not my strong point) until I was losing my voice.
I'm very impressed with the organizers and volunteers, and pleased to say that the weather behaved except for one quick shower and a burst of wind. However, once again I came away utterly unimpressed with Americans' attitudes and awareness. As I've been saying for years, people are so isolated now from the sources of their food and clothing that they are absolutely clueless about how this stuff comes to exist, or that people have to do things to make it happen. The actual process befuddles them. The sequence of steps from raw cotton or wool to finished clothing are a total mystery to them. They simply have no idea, and in most cases seem never to have thought of it at all. Most children have the attention spans of monkeys, and can stare at you without even seeing you while their mental wheels seem to be only processing on when the ice cream is coming or how soon they get to ride the tractor. Adults, though, are just scary.
They will ask what you're doing. You explain that you are making yarn that can be knitted into clothing or woven into cloth (and there are weavers working under the next canopy over, so they can see that happening. You see this look of disbelief cross their faces. Then they either humor you, or ask the obvious (to them) question: "Why would you do that when you can just buy yarn, or better yet, clothing?" The notion that throughout 99% of humankind's existence, there was no Wal-Mart store seems to be beyond their grasp. They gape at the spinning wheel (a modern manufactured one) and then ask how old it is and where you got it. You explain that it's only eight years old and was made in New Zealand (or Canada) and they shake their heads. "I had no idea anyone made such things any more." They ask where the wool or cotton came from, and don't seem to be able to understand the answer. "But didn't you have to kill the sheep?" The wool is gray and they can't believe there are gray sheep. "I thought they were all white or else black."
Cotton is the most puzzling to them, despite the fact that it is such a significant element in U.S. history. They have no idea how it grows, or that it had to be picked by hand and "seeded" before it could be prepared for spinning. Or else you tell them it's cotton you're spinning and they persist in thinking you bought it from the bandage department at the pharmacy.
Older people (generally those over about 50 years of age) are better. They have some idea of the process by which finished goods arrive in their hands, even if they have never performed the steps personally. The under 30 set, though, are absolutely ignorant. They have no idea about anything, though I'm sure most of them could tell me all the shows they will watch on television this evening. The idea that spinning is one step in a longer process from raw fiber to finished clothing seems incomprehensible to them. The fact that the spinning wheel doesn't do it automatically, and the spinner must exercise acquired skills, is hard for them to grasp too. They say "It looks so easy" or "It looks so tedious" (it is neither, but there's no point in arguing) and I point out that I've been doing it for 20 years now, so I have a fairly practiced hand. This, of course, produces more astonishment. How could anyone make the effort to learn something that takes that long?
I'm truly afraid that our educational system has completely failed, and that our society is within a tiny pinprick of collapse. If the oil dries up, or becomes too expensive, huge numbers of people are going to be totally helpless and will die because they don't know how to get raw food and prepare it, or how to make or even repair clothing for themselves.
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Date: 2008-06-30 02:35 am (UTC)...sad...
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:05 am (UTC)Actually, I wouldn't mind self-serve gas, if it meant everyone had university degrees.
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:08 am (UTC)2) card the wool
3) spin the rolags of wool into yarn
4) dye the yarn (optional)
5) use the yarn.
really, it's not all the complicated, just time consuming :p just don't ask me to try to do it, i'd likely injure myself trying! :p
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:14 am (UTC)I'm not surprised that you have some grasp of the process. But then, I know you read books too, which makes you exceptional these days.
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:41 am (UTC)The weirdest thing is. As I get older and having some heart health problems lately (have to go to the VA hospital in Ann Arbor next according to the doctors there is something wrong with my heart stress test they will not tell me yet) I think about death.
So here I am a very smart, worldly and well-educated person who is gonna die and be gone forever one of these days. I do not fear death nor do I worry much about it but it kinda bugs me that when I go, along with goes all the knowledge I possess. INCLUDING a LOT about how things are made and history and stuff like that. So further the human race gets away from the basics. I think about that, how and when older people who actually know how to use a lathe properly, or how to spin wool into yarn and weave into cloth, how as we depart the world, we also take with us that knowledge.
Glad there are others out there who are kinda like me in that regard.
Love ya.
Imperator
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Date: 2008-06-30 06:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-30 07:21 am (UTC)One of the most depressing things I run across constantly is the inability to just try things! In the fursuit community there's a constant stream of questions that could be answered with five minutes of trying! Experiment! Check it out! Everyone needs a guide, everyone needs to be told or shown the proper way to do things.
Add in the fear of failure that the grading system leaves us. I had this exchange last summer (MSN)...
"I just made an absolutely wicked t-shirt! Great iron-on, check it out... "Space Rats in Leather" Cool eh?"
"Cool! I wish I could do that."
"Well just do it! Print out a pic on iron-on transfer paper and have at it."
"I'd be afraid to fuck it up."
"Um.... well so what... so did I the first few times..."
"No.... I could never do that..."
Never could talk him into just TRYING it. *sigh*
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Date: 2008-06-30 11:00 am (UTC)Now you've got me worried. I trust you will go for that consultation and find out what it's about.
Love,
Rider
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:49 am (UTC)So many skills are falling by the wayside. Most alarming to me here is the disappearance of the family farm. Even those that are still trying find it hard to get help...a vet friend told me yesterday that no one wants to work on large animals anymore. She got a call the other day from someone in Hay River to look at a down cow. That's a couple of thousand kilometers from here; it would have cost more for the vet call than the cow was worth.
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Date: 2008-06-30 11:07 am (UTC)"Disconnect" is the best word I can come up with to describe this phenomenon. While I remember my grandparents complaining about a lot of things they saw wrong with the younger generations, at least that wasn't one of them. I can just imagine what my grandmother would have to say about this. She was an extremely capable and independent woman who had been a farmer, a butcher, a restaurant cook, and many other things in her life, as well as a homemaker who raised three children of her own and helped raise and educate other people's children. I don't know that she could actually spin herself, but I do know she was aware of the process and its place in the overall scheme. She sewed and knitted clothing, and had raised sheep at one time.
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Date: 2008-06-30 05:29 am (UTC)(/sarcasm)
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Date: 2008-06-30 07:19 am (UTC)Indeed, who would pump our gas, if it were not automated? (Actually here in Australia there is no longer any such thing as service - it's self serve, you pump your own gas and then go in and pay for it).
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Date: 2008-06-30 07:45 am (UTC)HOWEVER... When the story on E8 symmetry broke I was browsing some of the physics forums and I noticed that a lot of these people who were casually tossing around mad level physics and math had extremely mindless and repetitive jobs, forklift operators, mail-sorters, assembly-line workers. They loved these jobs because not only did they get paid fairly well for work most people rightfully (or so? we'll see!) considered too monotonous and boring but these jobs were so monotonous and boring that (and you can see where this is going) they could spend all of their time just thinking about math/physics problems. E8 symmetry was cracked by a surfer-dude/snow-board instructor of course. (It's all like, waves man! :D)
So it's true, only stupid people are bored. I used to love spending hours building frames for the bee-hives when I was a kid.
"Education is no substitute for intelligence. That elusive quality is defined only in part by puzzle-solving ability. It is in the creation of new puzzles reflecting what your senses report that you round out the definitions."
—Mentat Text One (decto)
"Intelligence is what you use when you don't know what to do."
—Jean Piaget
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Date: 2008-06-30 10:24 am (UTC)You are quite correct in this assessment. People take all this comfort and convenience entirely for granted, and they have no knowledge whatsoever about where it all comes from. In the face of such pandemic ignorance, it's difficult to have hope for the future, isn't it?
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Date: 2008-06-30 11:28 am (UTC)H.G. Wells foresaw it in The Time Machine with his Morelocks and Eloi. That horrific vision is upon us, more than even in his time, and people are utterly unaware of how tenuous the threads are that hold society and economy together.
Samuel R. Delany describes in Dhalgren one way in which society and culture could collapse as a result of this. Steven R. Boyett gave a similar account in his novel Ariel. Both are quite believable.
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:11 pm (UTC)With questions like "how do I get a job like this?". or "Is the steam for effect?" on a steam locomotive.
There are allot of darwin canidates lined up for the armageddon :P
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:15 pm (UTC)I sometimes wonder how many of these mothers towing kids around and "sanitizing" everything out of existence with disinfectants and detergents realize that eggs come out of the asshole of a chicken... (And what they'd do if they thought about it.)
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Date: 2008-06-30 03:41 pm (UTC)So-called "Adults" operate under society's conditioning thought system that tries to fit everything into a certain mindset... I find that scary to. Who wouldn't want to change that?
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Date: 2008-06-30 05:52 pm (UTC)The thought occurred to me that, when everything collapses and the few survivors are left to pick up the pieces, they'll probably be back to wearing animal hides because so many other skills will be lost. Every other skill will have to be re-invented. I hope that's just hyperbole, but it's easy to envision.
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Date: 2008-06-30 07:27 pm (UTC)Then there are the really worrisome ones, like the little boy, probably 8 or 9 I'd guess, who got upset and started crying because we cut the sheep's "fur" off and it would be cold. His mother tried to explain, and I tried to explain, that we do that in the summer when it's hot and that the wool grows back before the weather gets cold, but he was having none of it.
I wonder if he knows that they *killed* a cow to make the McDonald's he had for lunch... I suspect not, that has been kept from him because it would upset him too much. When eventually he learns the truth it will be even more traumatic.
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Date: 2008-06-30 05:53 pm (UTC)It's sad though...I often wonder how people who don't have hobbies spend their time. I guess it's all watching crap tv. It really amazes me people don't want to know how to do/make things.
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Date: 2008-06-30 07:22 pm (UTC)How's your spinning coming along?
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Date: 2008-07-01 12:53 am (UTC)They vote solid republican, don't believe there is such a thing as global warming or evolution, and home school their kids so that they won't encounter horrid dirty stories like fairy tales where princes sneak into princesses' bedrooms, kiss them while they're asleep, and lord knows what other nefarious goings on. Never mind that those fairy tales often feature spinning wheels and spinning in them. It only proves that the whole thing was the figment of some dirty old German's imagination. The nerve of them telling such stories to little children and deflecting their attention from proper commerce in which cash money is exchanged for goods...
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Date: 2008-06-30 11:53 pm (UTC)Small wonder I turned out to be Pagan clergy :)
Light and laughter,
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Date: 2008-07-01 12:58 am (UTC)My grandparents were farmers on both sides, but had retired from the farm long before I was around to see it. Of course they told stories all the time, enough so that when the opportunity arose to go to a county fair I wanted to spend all my time watching the animals and the judging, rather than eating junk food and riding the midway stuff until I puked my guts out. And I certainly had no interest in dumb stuff like the "demolition derby." It was too noisy and wasteful. I did rather enjoy when they had circus acts though. All those handsome athletic acrobats wearing so little clothing, doncha know. ;p
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Date: 2008-07-01 03:11 pm (UTC)People are forgetting how to prepare food, how to repair their clothing or even how to wash it, or how to care for their health. I'm utterly appalled at the lack of understanding of basic nutrition, even among mothers. I keep thinking of H.G. Wells' Eloi race, the ones who were completely dependent upon the services provided for them by the more practical but unethical Morelocks. Many of these younger people are no better and no more capable of caring for themselves than my sheep are. ;p