together and talk. The men are apt to sound more like President Bush than President Clinton. They may not talk about war, but their conversation centers around action and activities. At my brother Dick's farm in South Carolina, getting ready for a picnic to celebrate survival on the anniversary of Hurricane Hugo, men sat around the fire cooking barbecue through the night and into the morning, and their conversation followed the male pattern.
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First, they talked about the task at hand. They talked about the right-size pig to cook (100150 pounds), the temperature (260°280°F), how long to cook before turning (56 hours), the merits of wood and gas, the merits of oak, hickory, pecan, and other kinds of wood (white oak was best), the difficulty of managing a fire on cold ground, and how to judge temperature by the sound of dripping fat. As the night passed, the men remembered other years, other barbecues, large crowds at the hunt club, nineteen pigs cooked at once, cooking in cold weather, killing pigs, how to do it, and how nobody raises pigs anymore.
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Later, they talked about hunting: small animals, large animals, birds, the reappearance of turkeys, snakes, large snakes, many snakes, a non-poisonous snake that can spread its neck like a cobra and scare you half to death, watching fights between rattlesnakes, almost stepping on snakes, deer, hunting stands for deer, the average distance at which deer are shot (50100 yards), the curiosity of deer, the pet deer at home that drinks coffee and eats cigarettes, different kinds of rifles, taking a four-year-old son hunting two years before he is old enough to carry a gun, the loveliness of walking with one's wife in the canopied forest of the swamp, and seeing raccoons sunning themselves on branches there, before Hugo toppled the beautiful trees.
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When dawn arrived some of the men took a break to go hunting, unbothered by the drizzle, keeping only their rifle scopes dry, and later they went home, cleaned up, and napped. They returned to the barbecue later in the afternoon to visit and talk. Occasionally they made brief mention of the people they knew: the hunter who could hit a deer at 500 yards with his M-1 rifle; another hunter who was too lazy to build his own deer stand and was always borrowing one of theirs; and the guy who slept through a previous barbecue, leaving all the work to them. But mostly they talked about events and action. They spent little time on feelings, anger, frustrations, or problems. They talked about the
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