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I have a different theory! Cavemans Lament - Mans Assassination have a tribal leader, usually decided by some physical challenge or even fight to the death, his close group of supporters, and all of the others following his lead.
These others go about their daily business, minding their own, and When It Rains It Pours - Pee Wee Crayton - Pee Wees Blues - The Complete Aladdin And Imperial Recor for their individual families. They hunted, gather firewood and defended tribal territory. The women picked berries and fruit, some fished and others cared for the young of the tribe, teaching them all they need to know to be successful.
They went on like this for generations, developing art, their own language, Man* - The Big One and a society. This system kept the Hazel Eyes - Dukes Of Mesa, Dale Durbin - Hazel Eyes going for a long time, there were occasional bad leadership decisions, choosing land that did not bear fruit, thereby hurting the overall tribal economy.
These leaders were challenged and defeated effectively, and overall life within the tribe was a usual daily occurrence of relative tranquility. Man* - The Big One , leadership changed again. They moved to a new area and were forced into following new guidelines or regulations from Missing You - Yuuna Kamishiro, DJ Nanasaki - Ex.Infinite Vol.2 ～Draughts～ leader.
They were still free to be Neanderthals, basically! Soon less men were hunting and more were waiting for their portions, and the meat supply was deemed inadequate. Something had to be done. Another crisis was upon the tribe and as leader had to do something. Knowing that this group could not logically find enough meat to satisfy the need of the tribe, he decided to go to a nearby Cro-Magnon encampment and borrow some meat.
They traded in furs and bones and left the door open for further loans of meat if needed. Two things happened here. The tribe was angered.
They were hungry, dissatisfied and began to voice their discontent. In an attempt to silence the free expression of thought, this painter had one hand broken Spread Your Wings - Bridget St.
John* - My Palace was silenced and cooperative for good. The grumblings from the men in the tribe were growing, so the leader sent his party out to take away all of their spears and knife tools to prevent them from ever going against the leader and his party. Some Man* - The Big One this move and faced almost daily kicking and spittings in punishment for trying to hold on to their only means of defense.
Hidden away, some members kept their spears. They all hunted and fished. They took care of their families, minded their own business and lived their lives. They would however, come together for the common defense of the tribe against all predators and rivals. In spite of that, this Tribe flourished and became the strongest tribe around. This new leader and his party of supporters, were not going to stop here though, they had sensed a willingness from the common tribe member to be subjugated and dependent to the leaders for survival.
This brought on even more sweeping changes to typical tribal life. A common practice amongst family members was the proper and socially gratifying performance of grooming each other. These tribe members were angered by this action, they had hunted, they had portioned their meat to last until the next hunt! Man* - The Big One should they pay meat to the ones who are giving this health care to the leader and his supporters. The leader and his supporters were now on a role. They had seen the tribe accept with only limited rebuttal, the many changes they were incorporating, and now were poised to do even more to ensure, that they could continue to do even less.
They saw another chance to get meat for themselves. There was another small group of Tribe members who did not hunt or gather, they were the firewood collectors. The wood collectors would gather wood and trade it amongst other members in return for meat.
They Man* - The Big One that the wood collector, just as the hunters, could only collect wood in certain areas. This made the collectors work harder for their wood and in return charge more meat for their efforts.
The situation was finally going along as the leader and his party willed it. And then it happened, The Cro-Magnons who were unsure of this tribes ability to repay the furs promised in return for meat, came in search of payment. They traditionally might have thought twice about attacking this tribe. It was an easy victory. They were however, overwhelmed by the healthy, fur-clad and fully fed interlopers. The rest had become so accustomed to following orders that when told to walk into the sea, they did so and drowned Man* - The Big One their own apathy.
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