Og the Caveman - PTII
Grok is not happy with Og. Og has brings back the most food everyday and thus always gets the best place to sleep and the continued favors of the females. He goes out each day with his two skin bags and he comes back with a load of food.
Grok is the biggest caveman in the cave. He’s been used to getting his way most of the time but not lately. Og has been running the place and Grok has had enough of it. He decides to take action. He strides over to Og and picks up the tool bag. When Og stands up, he pushes him backward. Og gets back up and throws himself into Grok and they scuffle. The other members of the tribe don’t know what to do, Grok is bigger but Og has been feeding them. One of the males picks up a large stone and smacks Grok on the head. The combat subsides for a second and the males pull the combatants apart. Og picks up his tool bag. There is an uneasy truce in the cave. The females and some of the males have sided with Og. The disenchanted males gather around and commiserate with Grok. Og goes to sleep with a female on each side. Grok sleeps alone.
As he lays by the wall of the cave steaming in his anger, Grok wants to know how Og does it.
Grok follows at a distance as Og leaves the cave. Instead of heading down toward the river where the ground is soft, he heads toward the dry creek bed where the ground is hard at this time of year. When Og stops and sets down his tool bag, Grok watches from the distance.
Og starts to break up the ground with his rock and stick, periodically sharpening his stick with the sharp stone. Grok can’t believe how easy it looks. He looks around for an appropriate stick and stone and is soon at work.
Og sees Grok imitating his practice but goes on working. Grok finds that swinging the hammer stone is harder than it looks. It works but it’s hard work. He works at it for a while but quits after he’s accumulated a normal days harvest. He leaves the stick and stone and lies down for a nap.
Og sees him napping in the distance, but continues working while Grok sleeps. Grok’s skin bag is lying on the ground next to his rock and stick. A ferocious looking saber-tooth rabbit is sniffing around the opening of the bag. Og has been waiting for such an opportunity and pulls his club out of his tool bag. He carefully stalks the distracted rabbit.
Wham! While the rabbit’s head is in the bag, he crushes the rabbit’s skull with one clean stroke. The noise wakes Grok. Grok sees Og standing over his harvest bag and springs to his feet. As he sprints toward Og, enraged, he sees Og pull the carcass of a ferocious looking rabbit out of the bag. Og gestures to indicate that the rabbit was eating Grok’s harvest. He thinks about trying to snatch the rabbit but Og is still holding the club. In his other hand.
Grok accepts the explanation, picks up his harvest bag and they return to digging wild yams. There will be meat in the fire tonight too.
Grok both resents and admires Og's success. The tribe is similarly split. Things haven't changed. The ones that admire success are smart enough to understand that success generate indirect benefits. The one's that resent it are the modern equivalent of liberals. They're too stupid to understand how success provides a wide circle of benefits.
Grok is the biggest caveman in the cave. He’s been used to getting his way most of the time but not lately. Og has been running the place and Grok has had enough of it. He decides to take action. He strides over to Og and picks up the tool bag. When Og stands up, he pushes him backward. Og gets back up and throws himself into Grok and they scuffle. The other members of the tribe don’t know what to do, Grok is bigger but Og has been feeding them. One of the males picks up a large stone and smacks Grok on the head. The combat subsides for a second and the males pull the combatants apart. Og picks up his tool bag. There is an uneasy truce in the cave. The females and some of the males have sided with Og. The disenchanted males gather around and commiserate with Grok. Og goes to sleep with a female on each side. Grok sleeps alone.
As he lays by the wall of the cave steaming in his anger, Grok wants to know how Og does it.
Grok follows at a distance as Og leaves the cave. Instead of heading down toward the river where the ground is soft, he heads toward the dry creek bed where the ground is hard at this time of year. When Og stops and sets down his tool bag, Grok watches from the distance.
Og starts to break up the ground with his rock and stick, periodically sharpening his stick with the sharp stone. Grok can’t believe how easy it looks. He looks around for an appropriate stick and stone and is soon at work.
Og sees Grok imitating his practice but goes on working. Grok finds that swinging the hammer stone is harder than it looks. It works but it’s hard work. He works at it for a while but quits after he’s accumulated a normal days harvest. He leaves the stick and stone and lies down for a nap.
Og sees him napping in the distance, but continues working while Grok sleeps. Grok’s skin bag is lying on the ground next to his rock and stick. A ferocious looking saber-tooth rabbit is sniffing around the opening of the bag. Og has been waiting for such an opportunity and pulls his club out of his tool bag. He carefully stalks the distracted rabbit.
Wham! While the rabbit’s head is in the bag, he crushes the rabbit’s skull with one clean stroke. The noise wakes Grok. Grok sees Og standing over his harvest bag and springs to his feet. As he sprints toward Og, enraged, he sees Og pull the carcass of a ferocious looking rabbit out of the bag. Og gestures to indicate that the rabbit was eating Grok’s harvest. He thinks about trying to snatch the rabbit but Og is still holding the club. In his other hand.
Grok accepts the explanation, picks up his harvest bag and they return to digging wild yams. There will be meat in the fire tonight too.
Grok both resents and admires Og's success. The tribe is similarly split. Things haven't changed. The ones that admire success are smart enough to understand that success generate indirect benefits. The one's that resent it are the modern equivalent of liberals. They're too stupid to understand how success provides a wide circle of benefits.
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