The Water Carriers
The economist Chris Martenson has pointed out that energy conversion devices plus fuel have put at our disposal the equivalent of vast numbers of slaves--that in fact, today's average homeowner is served by the equivalent of a far larger retinue than any Eastern potentate ever had. After this experience, I would put water carriers high up on that list of virtual servants. I had absolutely no concept of the volume of a toilet water tank until I carried up the stairs enough water to refill it several times a day. I resolved that if ever we get past this current crisis, I shall for a long time to come give thanks to the band of silent, invisible water carriers, cheerfully climbing our stairs at all hours, each with a full five-gallon bottle of water poised on his head.
In due course, the work was completed and all systems were "go." There was a rush to the showers. Clear, sparkling silver streams of water gushed out, each stream the coalescing of countless droplets, each droplet like a polished crystal. After overcoming a brief awed silence of grateful astonishment, we broke into a dance. It was a wild dance, complete with feathers. It was the dance of the rainmaker, when the rain finally comes.
[Originally published in April, 2013.]