the old man wakes up before sunrise every day despite the ache in his bones. the hearth fire must be tended and stoked, and the porridge for breakfast must be prepared. the air outside his one-room cabin is cold, startling his senses into greater wakefulness even as he pulls his wool cloak around himself. in the pre-dawn light he can already hear the flock stirring. dozens of bags of cool ranch doritos begin jostling each other for the man's attention, but he ignores them all except for a single serving bag that's nearly being smothered by the rest of the herd. it's the runt of a recent litter, and will need special care if it's to survive through winter.
In grandpappys day he’d walk out on to the farm and pull a bag of cool ranch right off the vine and that’s all we needed
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And when my mouth with cool ranch thrills,
I beg for Mountain Dew refills.
REVOLT AGAINST THE MODERN WORLD wait fuck you mom did you get me the wrong kind of tendies again you fucking bitch
you can actually. Don't tie your romanticism to anything or anyone other than yourself. You don't want to live in the country because it's "the way of the ancestors" or "true masculinity" or anything like that. You want to live in the countryside because it appeals to you.
It cute, and close to nature.
Also romanticism include ye olden times, but my appeal to it is basically the intact nature.
Also big fucking swords
but you are the one liking the olden days, you aren't saying it is inherently good because of them. also, you acknowledge those days aren't perfect. Put your self and your knowledge ahead of blind observance of some imagined halcyon day, and you will never be cringe like these guys.
Uuh, google only retrieves husbandry related stuff. It also sounds religiousy
it's not religiousy at all it was an artistic movement about nature and the importance of relaxing
e.g. poems about relaxing by a lake
Naturalism without the hippies? Romanticism minus the fascism? Could something that good be possible?
there is an aspect of hippies but yeah as a genre of art/literature it's pretty nice
Why do these traditional, return to the good old days, men never log off of Twitter. The homesteaders of the wild west weren't getting mad at people online, so why are you
people who might like the pastoral life:
enjoy growing things and happy to eat a lot of vegetables
Growing things is girly though, they will just eat the meat that appears on their plate
yeah these guys might be a bit delusional about what rural life was actually like back in the day.
They probably think that they will have legions of slave to do all the grueling work they see themselves as above.
I have chickens and a garden. I love growing my own food. I also love videogames and internet interaction. Embracing tradition doesn't have to mean rejection of modern conveniences.
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Same energy as Henry Thoreau extolling the virtues of simple living in a cabin in rural Massachusetts but then going into Concord to get his friends and family to cook him meals and do his laundry sometimes lmao
Let's give Thoreau some credit, he did not demand to be worshipped for being a white guy and therefore should be allowed to [redacted] anyone he pleases.
Indeed, certainly didn't want to imply Thoreau was on the level of these guys (which alone is a disturbing sentiment given he was alive over a hundred and fifty years earlier), just the whole idea of going out into the wilderness and then remembering treats kinda reminded me of it, haha.
Simple living usually involves a lot more pig shit than Thoreau mentions in his poems.
To be honest that might be the intention and I could be judging him too harshly, I mean I'd probably do the same thing (although I am the worst tbf :felix-trash: )
Going outside, breathing the fresh air, plucking Cool Ranch Doritos from the vine.
It's only export was ranch, of course it's full of nothing but white people.
Lol just wait till he figures out what the tiny wooden shack at the bottom of the garden is for in his pastoral idyllic life.
Not saying it wouldn't be absolutely lovely and rewarding, if hard work, living like that. But if u can't handle not getting your favourite treat then it might not be the life for you.
Assume they're talking about an outhouse. My friend used to live in a converted storage unit in the woods and had an outhouse, on the plus side you have little compulsion to doom scroll on the toilet for a hour in the morning, especially if it's cold or storming.
They're at their best and worst when it is freezing out. No smell, but it is cold.
Rather be cold than deal with the summer stank.
I've seen a number of bucket toilets of people who live off grid and if you use say, cedar chips to sprinkle on top there's not much smell.
Outdoor loo usually. If you're in the middle of nowhere then there's prob no sewer line. Nowdays most rural places have septic tanks and indoor plumbing but this chump specified the entire return to tradition and pastoral idyl so we can assume an old style privy built outdoors.
Honestly though it really would be prob one of the smaller hardships. He could for instance be a shepard which means spending about a month living in a freezing one roomed shack on the side of a hill so that in lambing season he's on hand to help out with births at any time of day or night.
im bout go down to the corner publick house and get me a bajajaja blast
To be honest I actually want a life where I can live in a rural cottage but where I also can order maccied's at 3 am
I'd love to live in a house in the forest but I'd also love to live near stuff so I wouldn't have to do all this gosh darn driving all the time to go to the shops. This is the duality of man.
🎵 beneath the trees
where nobody sees
they'll snack and treat
as long as they please
that's the way the trad boys have cool ranch chips🎵
