SHOVEL
Mutterings And Murmurs . Social Studies
Imagine that man had evolved beautifully, right up to the development of its hands. What if God rested after he had created the world, and man, right up to the wrists. What if man ended up with fins or tiny wings or octopus-like tentacles instead? Would man have been able to progress through the dark, enlightened, industrial, or electronic ages without hands? Would great battles have been fought by the flapping of wings or the slapping, sticking and unsticking of tentacles? Loss of life might have been minimal. We would definitely have an overpopulation situation.
Slapstick!
But no. Man was created or developed through creation or evolution or intelligent design, with the exception of its brain. The brain would prove to be defective, over and over. The hand, with the help of the brain could make and do good and terrible things. They could make tools for building useful things and for hunting and slaughtering animals for food. Hands made life easier and safer. Hands hunted and gathered. They touched and caressed. They patted dog’s heads and stroked cat’s backs until their tails kinked with pleasure.
The hand-brain combination made fire. The hands were the first shovels and rakes and pokers and grabbers before other inventions took their place. Rocks were flinted to carve pieces of wood or other rocks to make other tools. Flints were used to make fire.
Barbecue!
After making tools, there were slightly fewer reasons for hands to slap or punch anymore. Tools could relieve man from his brutal nature. Tools could reduce the guilt that comes from hand to hand combat. Tools could distance man from using physical violence against other men. The hatchet, the spear, the club, and the bow and arrow could keep or extend the distance. The invention of gun powder and guns stretched the distance between men wanting to kill each other. Tools became more sophisticated, deadlier, easier to use, and totally impersonal. You didn’t have to see the whites of their eyes anymore.
American Sniper!
Actually, the current record holder for the longest kill distance of any sniper in history is an anonymous sniper from the Joint Task Force 2, a unit of the Canadian forces who managed a successful kill at a range of 3,871 yards in May, 2017 during the Iraq civil war.
Pop!
Splat!
Where are the great Canadian snipers when we need them most?
Look up! A Drone!
Death towers!
Didja see that virus that just stampeded through the local population?
Look ma! No hands!
Perhaps the most useful tool ever invented was the shovel, in all of its many variants. Some might say it was the hammer, or the plow, or the cotton gin. Was it the wheel, the water pik or the watermelon colored slingshot?
The shovel has many uses. Used properly, it can dig holes for fence posts or foundations and footings for buildings. It can dig holes to plant seeds or trees. It can be used to scoop snow, grain or poop. It can be used as a lever to pry out rocks or roots from the soil. It can also be used to separate a chicken or a dissident from it’s head.
The shovel can be used as a weapon when no other tools or weapons are available or not working. Spades and shovels were often used in the many wars to dig trenches, foxholes, bomb shelters, booby traps, and latrines. Soldiers slaughtered each other with shovels and sometimes buried the dead with the same bloodied shovel.
In other wars, when heavier equipment was busy elsewhere, many shovels were used by many people to dig big holes, usually of precise dimensions and no deeper that eight feet. Other people with shovels spread layers of lime into these pits. These pits were for planting evidence of slaughter. Most often, the poor souls that dug these holes were under duress at gunpoint. Most often these doomed souls tumbled into the holes after being shot, clubbed with a hammer, or beaten to death with the shovel they used to dig their holes. Some people were still alive when the holes were shoveled in.
If ever, and hopefully soon, the current war criminals of the ‘Great Reset Genocide’ will be held to account for their crimes against humanity. Let their sentence be ‘Death By Shovel’ – as many whacks as it takes – after they have dug their own mass graves. Hopefully this will be adequate preparation for a journey to the worst everlasting and painful hell. Let each clang of the shovel ring in a new era, free of Globalist Reset Enthusiasts.
Such beautiful music.
This would be healing therapy.
This would be meaningful reconciliation.
Planting these toxic creatures might bring some beauty back to the world but, like irradiated soil after a nuclear incident, it might take fifty to a hundred years to be able to produce anything good.
Dig a hole.
Fill it up.
Repeat.