CharleyH
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A news brief caught my eye today:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070717...e_artifacts;_ylt=ArviOvjsRhIs4tzB5Pjib2HMWM0F
"The spot where a pair of outhouses stood 130 years ago is proving to be a treasure trove for archaeologists who braved the lingering smell in the dirt to uncover some 19th Century artifacts — and a mystery"
My initial though was what mystery? That of a person that would not stop shitting and shitting? Of course, at one time in my life I fancied pursuing archeology. I even got so far as to be admitted to a few Universities before changing my mind on the matter and going for a more useless degree. However, in retrospect? I'm thanking the gods for my previous decision because archaeology isn't looking all that glamorous in this particular situation.
My European compatriot, Ms. Lauren Hynde commented ever so bluntly that she could go outside right now and kick a stone and find something older than that. "Probably the rock" she added.
The news story continued:
"It might be an early crime scene," project archaeologist John Foster said. "It looks like the two dogs were decapitated. Then whoever did it dumped the skulls and the blade, thinking the women probably wouldn't be looking too hard into the bottom of the privy."
So, the mystery has been uncovered and there's proof in the, hrm hrm, pudding that men always hide shit from women, or in this case, things in shit.
All of this is aside, though.
The article got me thinking about the everyday anxieties and fears of those who lived in the past. I recall doing one study about the medieval years. Keeping in theme with the above article, aristocrats were privileged to have had outhouses or castle potties. The common folk during those years used to have to crap in a large communal pit and while you were putting your life on the line every time you had to shit, God forbid you had to go at night!
Question: With this in mind I am thankful for modern conveniences, but I wonder what knowledge you all have to share about the anxieties and dangers of living somewhere in the past?
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070717...e_artifacts;_ylt=ArviOvjsRhIs4tzB5Pjib2HMWM0F
"The spot where a pair of outhouses stood 130 years ago is proving to be a treasure trove for archaeologists who braved the lingering smell in the dirt to uncover some 19th Century artifacts — and a mystery"
My initial though was what mystery? That of a person that would not stop shitting and shitting? Of course, at one time in my life I fancied pursuing archeology. I even got so far as to be admitted to a few Universities before changing my mind on the matter and going for a more useless degree. However, in retrospect? I'm thanking the gods for my previous decision because archaeology isn't looking all that glamorous in this particular situation.
My European compatriot, Ms. Lauren Hynde commented ever so bluntly that she could go outside right now and kick a stone and find something older than that. "Probably the rock" she added.
The news story continued:
"It might be an early crime scene," project archaeologist John Foster said. "It looks like the two dogs were decapitated. Then whoever did it dumped the skulls and the blade, thinking the women probably wouldn't be looking too hard into the bottom of the privy."
So, the mystery has been uncovered and there's proof in the, hrm hrm, pudding that men always hide shit from women, or in this case, things in shit.
The article got me thinking about the everyday anxieties and fears of those who lived in the past. I recall doing one study about the medieval years. Keeping in theme with the above article, aristocrats were privileged to have had outhouses or castle potties. The common folk during those years used to have to crap in a large communal pit and while you were putting your life on the line every time you had to shit, God forbid you had to go at night!
Question: With this in mind I am thankful for modern conveniences, but I wonder what knowledge you all have to share about the anxieties and dangers of living somewhere in the past?