|Earl the Squirrel's Rule #20|
"How many times per year would a primitive community add a poem to its collective consciousness?"
Once? Twice? Often zero? Very rarely, three? Sounds about right.
Flash forward to today. Go to a library and grab some poetry anthologies written over the last few centuries. Note how similar they tend to be in size. More importantly, note how, other than during Shakespeare's career (that dude was a serious freak!), each year over the last few centuries has produced approximately the same number of memorable poems: zero, one, two or, infrequently, three.
|Earl the Squirrel's Rule #54|
Thus we come to the spooky part: Annually, with all of our modern advantages in technology and sheer population numbers, we create exactly the same number of oft-memorized, widely recognized pieces--poems--as our primordial ancestors:
Zero. One. Maybe two. Occasionally three.
In the last fifty years, a streak unmatched in human history: zero.