We live in an age of miracles, which 99.9% of the population take for granted without the least thought on how we come to have such mundane witchcraft.
A scant 6 generations ago, the horse or shanks mare was the main motive power of the land for the individual and steam powered devices, fired by wood or coal were the order of the day for long distance travel, be it by land or by sea.
This newfangled thing called electricity was at it’s infancy and the mechanical power to produce it came from swift moving water. The capture of wind for motion was all but gone except for a few remaining grist mills, many of which also used water power where such was available.
You need light, toast, heat, cold or mindless entertainment, just flip a switch. Most know to not stick their fingers into an electrical device
After raising 3 children , educated by the public school system in the 1990’s it became abundantly clear that practical knowledge and the history of advancement of the human race are no longer a subject of interest to educators. A trend that has accelerated to the present, where critical thinking and understanding of consequences for actions taken have all but vanished.
Efficiency has always been the holy grail of humanity, not because of its benefits but because we are basically lazy, so the less work needed to do a task, the more lollygagging there is to be achieved. And boy, are we good at doing nothing, aside from that small percentage driven by this spark for achievement, adventure or fame (some overlap).
Boiled down, if the human has enough food, shelter and distractions, the drive to do more diminishes and in many cases goes negative. Negative? How is this possible you ask? Well let me explain, take a look at all these crowds that form every time there is an untoward event, followed by property destruction which includes burning, looting and general mayhem. This is negative drive, very few animals willfully destroy their habitat given they need to live in it and have a source of food from it.
So now hie thee over to this once marvel of achievement, the windy city named Chicago. Chicago means land of onions in the native language of the original indigenes, so we can infer that the place stank even before being settled by immigrants. Nonetheless, immigrants built a sleepy town on the shores of a lake into a great hub of progress, attracting thousands then millions to live there and work in the mills, factories, steel foundries, rail and ship builders and so on. Even Mrs. O’Leary was not able to burn it all down. (If you like rabbit holes – see here https://www.thoughtco.com/mrs-olearys-cow-great-chicago-fire-1774059 )
It may have been the “second city” compared to NY and the Empire State , but in terms of actual human achievement, production and prosperity, it is arguable which state took the lead in the development of this nation. So onwards to the present day.
Chicago is a husk of what it once was. Heavy industry, manufacturing and innovation are all but gone and the Gary steel mills are much reduced. It does continue as an agricultural hub seeing that heavy rail and ship/barge traffic are needed to move Midwest bulk commodities to market . To some degree, light industry is still present but not very stable. With the city and a good portion of the state being controlled by crooked politicians for at least 5 generations, this leads to an entire ecosystem that exists to support non-productive government officials on the takings from the productive sectors. Can we say “great society experiment”, children? Yes, I knew you could.
This then brings us to a Chicago, where 30 shootings and 4 deaths is a “normal” weekend, with special performance spikes when the weather is hot and there is a 3 day holiday. Note that daily reports are not even mentioned any more, just the week/weekend tally.
Not only is there human vermin, the product of those generations of fatherless .gov for daddy breeders, but apparently these same folks (unexpectedly) create the ideal environment for actual vermin, namely Rattus rattus (and you thought I lost my thread!).
Now most of us would call Orkin, Truly Nolen or another appropriate critter management firm to take care of the problem private sector, but no, this is simply not done in politically correct Chicago (maybe the rats there just thrive on Coumadin , who knows) where Mayor Light (in head) Foot, ordered the capture of thousands of feral felines in the surrounding lands, to be released in the city proper as the solution (mind they have to be spayed/fixed first at taxpayer expense). Now yon citizens have to put up more tax, cat turds in their tiny back yards (just another tax, really) and feral cat fights every night. I am certain the rats are enjoying the spectacle along with other vermin of the streets.
Happy Sunday, one can always look forward to reading the Monday police blotter report.