RE: Why do I feel so awkward when someone refuses a present from me?
March 6, 2019 at 9:02 am
(This post was last modified: March 6, 2019 at 9:04 am by The Grand Nudger.)
My favorite example of the gifting dynamic comes to us from the Beaver Wars. For some needed setup, understand that we're talking about a culture that places capture over kill in a guerrilla framework and has suffered immense losses to it's population. The most worthy thing a combatant can do (because it's harder) is take you alive. What to do, now, with the bounty that demonstrates your prowess? You gift the lucky fucker! There were familial holes in their society, and captives could be paraded before the grieving as replacement sons and fathers and daughters and mothers who would inherit the names, stations, possessions, and responsibilities of the departed.
If a grieving person rejected the gift then it would diminish the conceptual units of honor their capture manufactured, perpetuate the state of want for the bereaved, and consign the captive to execution.
Imagine how awkward that would feel, lol.
If a grieving person rejected the gift then it would diminish the conceptual units of honor their capture manufactured, perpetuate the state of want for the bereaved, and consign the captive to execution.
Imagine how awkward that would feel, lol.
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