I’m uploading it again using a different title to see if it won’t generate more views.
The original title was tongue-in-cheek and meant to be fun (Spectacular! Sexiest Woodsman Ever Born!) but it seems to me that YouTube throttles anything dealing with “sexy” or “romance” or similar things. Very strange.
Anyway, the new upload is a test of sorts on my part to see if by renaming it and uploading it fresh, YouTube will distribute it fairly. If you see it and think “Wait a second, he already uploaded this show and I’ve already seen it…” you’ll now know why. I’ll be leaving both uploads available and following their success in an effort to better understand the YouTube algorithm.
I hope you all are having a good time with the remaining hours of our weekend!
The school textbooks tell you the settlers crossed the Atlantic for religious freedom.
Some of them did, partly. What the textbooks leave out is the thing that sits in the actual letters, in the sailors' accounts, in the merchant pamphlets circulating in English ports from the 1580s onwards: a major reason people came to America was the wild game. Meat you could take. Meat nobody owned. Meat that walked into camp.
For a population legally separated from the animal for five hundred years, this was the whole pitch.
Consider what they were leaving.
A family in a Devon cottage in 1618 eats pottage. Oats, barley, an onion, whatever greens grew near the back door. No meat in it this week. No meat in it last week. There will be meat in it on Christmas Day, God willing, if the chicken is still alive by then. The deer in the forest at the end of the lane have been the king's property under the Forest Laws since 1066. Taking one is a hanging offence. The father has never taken one. His father never took one. The institutional...
