Yesterday, April 12, was the 50th anniversary of Yuri Gagarin’s flight into space, a first for all of mankind. I know it may not seem like a big deal for a lot people, but it holds a special place in my heart for a few reasons. It is a very important historical event in my Russian culture, and it is also a source of great personal inspiration for me.
What does this have to do with food? Nothing (Well, something. Read on).
(You may want to read Kasey-Jo’s response and my comment on it)
So yeah. Think waaaay back. Like, back to the time when the first cities and groups of people blobbing together were beginning to form. Maybe your ancestors were there. It allowed a degree of specialization, that, however small, and however many corrupt and incompetent and useless politicians it produced, still produced scientists and philosophers and engineers and whatnot. It seems to me to be kind of a chain reaction. The specialization created technological advances that seemed to create more specialization that created more technological advances. Today, you can look at the United States or any other “first world” country, and see that 2% or less of the population is farming for the other 98+%. I guess that means that 98% of the people have time to do other things, like get educated, get a good job, be wealthy, etc. (Note: I do not mean to imply that farmers are not educated or are poor or in any way worse than other humans. Also, I do not mean to imply that 98% of the population actually does that fancy edumacation stuff).
This eventually all ties back to the whole idea of “human nature” and philosophy. Thanks to our large brains and technological and social superiority (at least compared to other Earthly beings), we are more advanced than other animals (dare I say, better). Certain friends of mine jokingly call me an elitist bastard and a perfectionist and other seemingly offensive things, but I take no offence at this. In fact, I am proud of it. It shows that I am being a human to its fullest potential and striving to be the best I can be.
It is this “elitist bastardism”, as some call it, that pushed Gagarin to be the first man in space, and for the scientists that helped him on his way to be who they were. I like to call it not elitist bastardism, but simply being human. Humans philosophize and continue to move forward, while that moose or mouse or fox or whatever you ran over the other day on I-95 and their fellow forest friends will always live in the forest, fearful for their lives and unable to do anything but live a boring forest life.
Now off to do some thorough food studies reading… 😉
(Just kidding Mr. Knight! Don’t hurt me!)