How is that not appropriation? Your argument still hinges on a homogenous culture that doesn’t exist. And it wasn’t always “older” people – like @MissyPants ’ mum, my mum was the same age as the hippies, except she grew up cleaning chicken coops and canning beets.
Three people now have provided family and neighbourhood histories to you, in detail, with broader historical references, and all you’re coming back with is, “mmm, yeah, maybe for outliers, but really the hippies are the heros of this narrative.”
because appropriation implies that consent was available from somewhere, or needed. preserving food, farming, and making your own clothing is not owned by any one culture.
I feel like this thread is sorta devolving into Apocolyse Club, as in, what skills can you bring to survive the aftermath. We’ve already established that a bunch of us can grow and preserve food, several can sew, and at least a few of us can make fabric from string.
Mr. Kidd can build whole houses and butcher pretty much any critter. What else do we need?
Like I said, I know the basics of making charcoal.
Most of us understand food safety, so we’re ahead of the curve there.
I have some animal husbandry skills. I know how to build and fix fences. Keep the waste far enough from your water supply and it composts into fantastic fertilizer and growing soil. Dry it,and you can have heating fuel. If we can work out methane capture… Well, then we’re cooking with gas.
I know how to make hay. It’s more labour intensive and finicky than people think. It needs a community, to do efficiently or effectively. Unfortunately, I do not know the mechanism of a baler, we can probably have some brains to work something out. Bales are safer than loose storage to mitigate moisture (mold) and dust (explosion) risks. I have some ideas that would need testing.
PS: speaking of food safety, I recommend boil-water advisories in any post-apocalypse society, until we’re sure we have large scale water treatment worked out.
Animals like me and seem to trust me for some reason. Whether it’s “the bitey dog” or “the skittish cat” or a wild coon/possum/etc., they’ll just sit down and relax and hang out with me. That’s not animal husbandry as such, I don’t really know what it is. But I can stand watch duty and deal with predators.
