Old men’s memories
were once young men’s adventures.
I had the roof on my house replaced a few years ago by a
crew of young, high spirited men in their 20’s.
They seemed to be having fun working 25 feet in the air, and amazingly,
they finished it in half a day. Similarly,
I have watched the men’s varsity crew at Harvard seemingly lift their boat out
of the water with each stroke. There was
joy in action. Dangerous jobs and sports
are where the ‘rush’ is, but is it where the pioneers are?
In my post entitled War and Architecture, I mentioned the attitude of the pioneer: “talk is cheap;
get it done”. I did not mention the
challenge of the frontier; the unexplored, untried, untamed frontier. Humans, especially young men, live for the
adrenaline of the dangerous challenge (as an old man, I only remember the rush,
and can live without it now). The
channeling of that energy into order, invention and construction is what
civilization is all about.
The internet start-ups are filled
with young people who are creating a business against steep odds in a city far
from their hometowns. You can see the
exhilaration in their faces. They are
high from the excitement of it. But
eventually, the excitement will grow cold, and the business will be
routine. There will be less camaraderie
and energy, and more back-biting and politicking. The bureaucrats will stay. The
pioneers will move on.
The quintessential frontier is the physical edge of
civilization. The human race has the
characteristics of the pioneer in a certain percentage of the population, and the
pioneer is synonymous with freedom of movement and self-sufficiency. Mark Twain noted this visceral freedom in
Huck Finn’s need to "light out for the Territory." When the physical frontier ceases to exist,
the pioneer gene gets boxed in. It looks
for an outlet in violence, sports, danger, gambling, drugs, etc. The healthiest thing any society can have
available to its people is a frontier.
When the frontier is gone people start to focus their energy internally in an attempt to secure
their fortune and self worth by taking it from their neighbor, or externally in an attempt to take land
and wealth from an ancient enemy; the ‘other’.
Frederick Jackson Turner noted this shift in his essay, The Frontier in American History,
analyzing the years following the closing of the American frontier: “With the
passing of the frontier, Western social and political ideals took new
form. Capitol began to consolidate in
even greater masses, and increasingly attempted to reduce to system and control
the processes of industrial development.
Labor with equal step organized its forces to destroy the old competitive
system.” Internal conflict was exacerbated
in the decades following the closing of the American frontier around 1890, and
imperial wars became a political bone of contention in those same years.
We have channeled the pioneer spirit into a number of institutions
such as the military, industry and sport, but these are poor substitutes for
the real frontier. The problem is that
the pioneer can only build; build with skill, exuberance and vision, but only
build; routine maintenance is for someone else.
In time the institution will become corrupt, the market will fill with
cronies and cheats, and the building will be treated like a pig sty. “Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.”
Yet… I would still prefer to be an architect building
the future. A small cottage, well made,
will eventually be recognized for its craftsmanship. And long after the architect/pioneer has gone
on to his reward, the building will whisper its maker’s message.
“Bury me at sunrise dressed
for a journey, for the frontier calls.”
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