You are so right. Everything's made to break these days. This guy traded me a copper axe for some flint nodules... damn thing got dull after four or five chops. I went right back to stone!
At least I hunt for my food. You're probably one of those farming wimps I've heard about. Is that what you do, farm boy? Plow fields? Sow seeds? Typical pussy liberal shit.
One stick, two sticks, who cares. If you want to throw a rock, throw it with your hand, as nature intended.
Tying it to the end of a stick is as much cheating as using another stick to make your arm longer.
Real rock throwers don't need sticks. If your arms aren't long enough that you're dragging your knuckles on the ground like our forefathers you're as weak as the kids you're criticising.
All that modern tech, then I bet a grey-hair from Göbekli Tepe shows up in reed sandals and takes the silver with a throwing spear that doesn't even have fletching.
The odds of me running into this while listening to the Brotherband Chronicles book 2, where one of the characters use this same device, is astounding to me. I didn’t know what it was, but now I do. Thank you for sharing! On to book 3!