Imaginary wars and battles -- Fiction; Nuclear warfare -- Fiction; War stories
The history of mankind is the history of the attainment of external
power. Man is the tool-using, fire-making animal. From the outset of
his terrestrial career we find him supplementing the natural strength
and bodily weapons of a beast by the heat of burning and the rough
implement of stone. So he passed beyond the ape. From that he expands.
Presently he added to himself the power of the horse and the ox, he
borrowed the carrying strength of water and the driving force of the
wind, he quickened his fire by blowing, and his simple tools, pointed
first with copper and then with iron, increased and varied and became
more elaborate and efficient. He sheltered his heat in houses and made
his way easier by paths and roads. He complicated his social
relationships and increased his efficiency by the division of labour.
He began to store up knowledge. Contrivance followed contrivance, each
making it possible for a man to do more. Always down the lengthening
record, save for a set-back ever and again, he is doing more.... A
quarter of a million years ago the utmost man was a savage, a being
scarcely articulate, sheltering in holes in the rocks, armed with a
rough-hewn flint or a fire-pointed stick, naked, living in small family
groups, killed by some younger man so soon as his first virile activity
declined. Over most of the great wildernesses of earth you would have
sought him in vain; only in a few temperate and sub-tropical river
valleys would you have found the squatting lairs of his little herds, a
male, a few females, a child or so.
He knew no future then, no kind of life except the life he led. He fled
the cave-bear over the rocks full of iron ore and the promise of sword
and spear; he froze to death upon a ledge of coal; he drank water muddy
with the clay that would one day make cups of porcelain; he chewed the
ear of wild wheat he had plucked and gazed with a dim speculation in
his eyes at the birds that soared beyond his reach. Or suddenly he
became aware of the scent of another male and rose up roaring, his
roars the formless precursors of moral admonitions. For he was a great
individualist, that original, he suffered none other than himself.
So through the long generations, this heavy precursor, this ancestor of
all of us, fought and bred and perished, changing almost imperceptibly.
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