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My partner and I just bought a new place! Exciting times. We’ve been living in a small, two-bedroom townhouse resembling a sardine can for 5 years and it’s been good to us but with a nearly-two-year-old running around and plans for a brother or sister in the near future, my God is it starting to feel a bit snug!
“We don’t have to go absolutely nuts”, I thought. “We’re happy as we are, my only grievance is that we don’t have enough land; we need more bedrooms, more of a backyard for the kids to run around! A space to get away. Give me enough of that and I’d fear no one – not even the devil himself!”
I was loitering around the Classics section of Dymocks last week, as I do, when Tolstoy caught my eye. ’How Much Land Does A Man Need?’. Published in 1886 or “post-theological crisis era”, biographically speaking. I’d read ‘The Kreutzer Sonata’ from that era and knew to expect some preaching but only as garnish on a bed of Russian brilliance. So I asked:
“Leo, my friend, we have just bought a new home. It is a mere 500m² but it’s much larger than our previous property and besides, times have changed since you wrote your book, a man and his family needn’t grow all they need to live, we simply go to the grocery store and there are many other areas other than agriculture in which we can find work. Nor can we afford such an abundance of land as even your peasants appeared capable of purchasing (1300 acres for ₽1000, unheard of!). Tell us, is this enough? Will we be content?”
Tolstoy replied, gruffly:
“Absolutely not! But don’t concern yourself; it is not a result of the land itself being insufficient. You would no more be satisfied with 1000m², or 2000m², or even an acre! Because you are a vile and corruptible human who the devil can and will easily prey on, feeding on your jealousy, your ambition, and your insatiable appetite for material things which has come about as a by-product of the society in which you live. You may be more resistant to the pull of large acreage than the peasants of my novel but your time has infinitely more material temptations. The day might come when you feel as though you truly have enough and that all is right in the world but it will only take for you to look over the fence and see your neighbour’s children playing in their new swimming pool, or to spot your workmate approaching in a brand new Ranger Wildtrak, or even for it to simply dawn upon you that your perfectly functioning iphone hasn’t been upgraded for more than a year or two and the fires of greed will burn so brightly within you that you will work and work and work yourself to the bone until you attain it and more. And by the time you realise that you have outstretched and overworked yourself, it will be too late and you will think “I have plenty […] now but will God let me live to enjoy it?”, and he will not! You will die and you will find that you require just 6 feet from head to heel for your corpse to be buried amongst the worms!”
Mouth agape, I replied:
“I’m sorry I asked.”
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"It was not given to the mother to know what her children needed for their lives. Nor was it given to the rich man to know what his true needs were. Nor is it given to any man to know, before the sun has set, whether he will need boots for his living body or slippers for his corpse." - What Men Live By (Tolstoy)