Dreams of Simplicity
The dream of simplicity:
Living off the land, near a quiet brook, where you grown your own food and milk your own cow?
Having no bills, no cares, no concerns over the future. Being able to simply work a job, get paid, and go home to your nice comfy house?
Poetic simplicity:
Being able to walk beneath the moon-lit stary sky without hearing your neighbor's TV blaring (or their latest argument).
I've been reading Thoreau's "On Walden Pond". It is a book I've had many years, and wanted to read. He wrote only one or two things that have come down to us in history, but he is famous for Walden, and his essay "On Civil Disobedience." Apparently Thoreau was calling for Civil Disobedience because of his firm convictions on the evils of slavery. It is interesting, when he wrote his book in 1854 there was no concept of slavery being a northing thing as opposed to a southern thing. He was a northern and he was trying to appeal to his fellow northerners about the evils of slavery, and having NO SUCCESS at the time. His written works were very controversial, and he lived like a popper because of them.
But, I digress...
Walden is an essay that Thoreau wrote when he wanted to live the simple life for a couple of years and "went out into the woods, and built a cabin, and lived next to a pond." Well, his book is very interesting because of the many amusing things he say and because of the way that he stands in the face of contemporary society (something that my Fly counterpart is very up on...) Walden is a book, therefore, that people interested in "simplicity" are very fond of. It is also a book that people who are interested in civil disobedience (or just plain living in stark contrast to popular culture) are always interested in.
Some interesting tid-bits about Walden: Thoreau lived there for two years, but he wrote the story as a polished adventure of one year duration so that he could use the seasons to make a progression through the book. A very nice literary device: but the reader should beware at once, this book is really FICTION and not fact. He's relating the things he learned to you, but in a fictional manner.
There are some important behind-the-scenes facts:
* His neighbors hated him at the time because he managed to start a forest fire shortly after he build his little cabin, and burned up some 100 acres of woods.
* He wasn't out in the middle of the wilderness living on public land, but was actually only 2 miles from town, living on property owned by his friend Ralph Waldo Emerson.
The main point of his essay, however, was the fact that people didn't need so much to live. He seemed to feel that a person could work 2 or 3 days a week and that was plenty sufficient. The reason people worked so much more than that, and so much harder was because they had bills to pay, because they were trying to "get ahead" - trying to constantly expand their crops, constantly expand their property, and so on, so that they could gather more wealth, so they could buy more and live more luxuriously.
Sound familiar?
The problems I have with Thoreau, however, is that he was a perfect hypocrite. He didn't own the land he was living on, and he was paying no rent, so it really doesn't prove to anyone how it is possible to live simply. Wouldn't he have been working a 6 day work-week also, if he had to pay a monthly mortgage or rent for the land he was using?
I have many dreams of simplicity, but no illusions. It is hard, hard work "living off the land." You get up at 5 AM to feed the animals, and got to bed exhausted every night after a 12 to 14 hour day of work. As much as I want to dream that THAT is the simple life, I certainly have my reservations.
Cheers!
Basil
