{"id":1161,"date":"2008-12-28T15:20:59","date_gmt":"2008-12-28T15:20:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oook.info\/blog\/?p=1161"},"modified":"2014-03-06T13:13:37","modified_gmt":"2014-03-06T18:13:37","slug":"berrian-addendum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oook.info\/blog\/?p=1161","title":{"rendered":"Berrian addendum"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>About halfway through Berry&#8217;s essay one comes upon this perhaps-puzzling sentence:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The present scientific quest for odourless hog manure should give us sufficient proof that <b>the specialist is no longer with us<\/b>.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I reckon that this is an allusion to Chic Sale&#8217;s Lem Putt, introduced to the world in <b>The Specialist<\/b> (1929), a classic that should be better known. If it&#8217;s new to you, the whole text (including William Kermode&#8217;s illustrations) is <a href=\"http:\/\/journeytoforever.org\/farm_library\/specialist.html\">available<\/a>, and it won&#8217;t take you 10 minutes to read her. The first paragraph may convince you that you should:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>YOU&#8217;VE heard a lot of pratin&#8217; and prattlin&#8217; about this bein&#8217; the age of specialization. I&#8217;m a carpenter by trade. At one time I could of built a house, barn, church, or chicken coop. But I seen the need of a specialist in my line, so I studied her. I got her, she&#8217;s mine. Gentlemen, you are face to face with the champion privy builder of Sangamon County.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The book is full of Berryesque advice, grounded in good rural precedent and practice:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>No, sir, I sez, put her in a straight line with the house and, if it&#8217;s all the same to you have her go past the woodpile. I&#8217;ll tell you why.<\/p>\n<p>Take a woman, fer instance &#8212; out she goes. On the way she&#8217;ll gather five sticks of wood, and the average woman will make four or five trips a day. There&#8217;s twenty sticks in the wood box without any trouble. On the other hand, take a timid woman: if she sees any men folks around, she&#8217;s too bashful to go direct out so she&#8217;ll go to the woodpile, pick up the wood, go back to the house and watch her chance. The average timid woman &#8212; especially a new hired girl &#8212; I&#8217;ve knowed to make as many as ten trips to the woodpile before she goes in, regardless. On a good day you&#8217;ll have the wood box filled by noon, and right there is a savin&#8217; of time.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Now, about the diggin&#8217; of her. You can&#8217;t be too careful about that,&#8221; I sez; &#8220;dig her deep and dig her wide. It&#8217;s a mighty sight better to have a little privy over a big hole than a big privy over a little hole. Another thing; when you dig her deep you&#8217;ve got &#8216;er dug; and you ain&#8217;t got that disconcertin&#8217; thought stealin&#8217; over you that sooner or later you&#8217;ll have to dig again.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;And when it comes to construction,&#8221; I sez, &#8220;I can give you joists or beams. Joists make a good job. Beams cost a bit more, but they&#8217;re worth it. Beams, you might say, will last forever. &#8216;Course I could give you joists, but take your Aunt Emmy: she ain&#8217;t gettin&#8217; a mite lighter. Some day she might be out there when them joists give way and there she&#8217;d be &#8212; catched. Another thing you&#8217;ve go to figger on, Elmer,&#8221; I sez, &#8220;is that Odd Fellows picnic in the fall. Them boys is goin&#8217; to get in there in four and sixes, singin&#8217; and drinkin&#8217; and the like, and I want to tell you there&#8217;s nothin&#8217; breaks up an Odd Fellows picnic quicker than a diggin&#8217; party. Beams, I say, every time, and rest secure.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>See? Classic, like I said. And I&#8217;ll bet that Wendell Berry knows all about Lem Putt &#8211;see the <a href=\"http:\/\/journeytoforever.org\/compost_humanure.html\">Humanure<\/a> page.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>About halfway through Berry&#8217;s essay one comes upon this perhaps-puzzling sentence: The present scientific quest for odourless hog manure should give us sufficient proof that the specialist is no longer with us. 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