The Value of Garbage
Yeah, we know
You can always tell when people
visited a site; garbage.
No matter where they go, from
pristine beach, to high mountain,
to primevial forest, just look for
No garbage, no human habitation.
It's not just the fat slob from Boomtown tossing his beer cans around, even
indigenous tribes who live 'at one' with naturet, make garbage.
Broken this, burnt that, unwanted this, used that, abandoned shelters, and
anything breakable get broken. And is left as is/where is.
We can come into any 'empty' plot, dig a few feet, and if people had lived
there, we'll find evidence. We'll find garbage.
In Ancient Days
Our early ancestors made a lot of garbage. They'd kill something, hack it up,
toss entrails over there, the head across there, maybe the feet on the other
side. They'd make a big mess, skinning it, chopping it, and tossing bones all about.
Other animals would enjoy the garbage.
Take rats, they are scavengers. They don't plant, they don't kill, but they eat. So here they have a 'feeding tree'. Humans.
Humans make so much garbage the rats eat until they can barely walk.
This is good for those animals who eat rats.
Animals like wolves.
Dinner is Served
Wolves began to follow humans because humans produced a lot of garbage, garbage attracted rats, and rats are to wolves what cookies are to kids.
So here are a bunch of humans, slopping up the place, rats creeping in and grabbing a piece of discarded gazelle belly, wolves grabbing the rats, teaching their pups how to hunt and kill with a massive population of rats.
A pack of wolves, watching the humans butcher an unlucky gazelle, watching them roast it, and waiting for them to finish and leave.
A little sense
It was probably a female wolf who figured out how to befriend humans. How to be nice so that instead of having to wait for the humans to leave, some human would toss her a gazelle belly or some roasted but uneaten bit of something that doesn't taste so good.
Her pups would feast on the orts, and begin to appreciate that it was easier to stand around playing, waiting for din din to be served, then going out with Daddy, running up and down, maybe breaking a paw or getting killed by a lion or tiger or bear.
Domestication of Humans
Over time, young wolves were used
They had grown up with them.
They understood them.
Young wolves knew how to
They knew humans were easily
scared so instead of acting tough
would act pitiful.
They knew humans couldn't eat
certain parts of the animal they
had killed so would give it to them.
As time passed wolves evolved to be a little less threatening, as humans like
the smaller puffy ones better than the vicious ones.
The more puffy, the more playful, the more pitiful, the more humans liked them.
Sure, there were a lot of wolves who were not going to give up their traditional
lifestyles of hunt and kill, but there were many who could have been actuaries.
"if I go and try to kill that whatsit,
other animals might be trying to
kill that whatsit and might:
(a) kill me
(b) hurt me
(c) get the whatsit and leave me hungry."
And they thought,
"If I hang with these slobs I will; (a) get to eat the crap they leave behind,
(b) get to eat the rats who come to eat the crap they leave behind,
(c) and maybe get a belly rub."
So, they broke from the traditionalists and stopped being wolves and became...dogs.