The Anthropology of Everyday Life

Monday, May 22, 2017

A Head for the Future

Oh, the endless thinking. The ruminating that never, ever, stops, even when we are asleep. We think and think about the past and the future and often, very often, it takes effort to focus on the present.

I've always considered this mind buzz an unwelcome consequence of having a big brain. In fact, I believe that self-consciousness, which seems like such a good idea, is actually a human curse that we have to endure because it came along with the much more important puzzle solving skills that evolved to help us survive.

A recent opinion piece in the NY Times takes this idea a bit further—into the future. Authors Martin Segilman (a psychology professor at the University of Pennsylvania) and John Tierney (a science journalist) suggest that what really separates humans from other animals is not tool use nor language, but our ability to think about the future and come up with all sorts of possible scenarios.

The evolutionary advantage of this skill is obvious—lying awake at night trying to map where a tasty antelope might be going, or projecting where some tree might be fruiting, must have been a good thing.

But these days all this evolved forethought is not so advantageous. The problem is that humans are unable to turn off that mental shuffling through a zillion ways that things can turn out and we often get stuck on the negative possibilities while ignoring the positive possibilities.

Imagined catastrophes can be paralyzing and they are root of depression. Depression is, after all, the loss of hope and thinking that nothing will ever get better. In other words, the future looks beak. But in reality, the future is unknown and things might actually turn out pretty well.

The trick is to include the good possibilities, not just the bad and depressing ones, when you let your mind wander on its own into the future.






Monday, May 15, 2017

Regrets



We all have regrets, and usually they are highly personal. Most of them are about decisions we made long ago and when ruminating (or obsessing) about these regrets, we fantasize that a different choice might have led to a different life. One is that is would, of course, be better than how we ended up.
But there are some people who regret  what they did to others, and that must be a hell of its own kind. And what if the people you hurt were strangers? What if you played a major role in actually changing their way of life? And not for the better?

I'm not talking about politicians, or despots, or law makers, but anthropologists, people who have also, in many situations, had a hand in destroying the very cultures they studied.

In the last few months, The New York Times published two articles on the people of the Andaman Islands. These islands are in the Bay of Bengal and under the jurisdiction of India. And what makes Andaman Islanders so special is that they are hunters and gatherers who have only recently been integrated into modern Indian life, and it's fair to say things are not going well.


Western culture has a very long history of trying to end, or protect, what they see as "primitive cultures" (an insult in itself). Although the Indian government decided to try and protect the Jarawa and Sentinelese people by surrounding their land with a buffer zone, the modern world leaked in. Indian anthropologist T.N. Pandit, now 82, knows he is partly, or fully, to blame for encouraging these people to leave the forest and interact with Indians. For two decades he spent time with the islanders and eventually, they did indeed leave their home and seek the goods of modern culture. The result is a destruction of aboriginal life and the very soul of a people. And lots of horrific culture clash.


For example, The Times also reported on the homicide of a 5-month-old baby that was conceived when a Jarawa woman was raped by an outsider. The light-skinned baby was clearly not a full Jarawa and apparently they have a tradition of killing babies outside their blood line.

It's a mess and the authorities don't know who to prosecute or what to do.

Pandit now regrets his role in what has turned out to be the usual story of a society that went from self sufficiency and an intact cultural structure to corruption and poverty. As Pundit said to The Times, "Now they have gotten infected. They have been exposed to a modern way of life and they cannot sustain. They have learned to eat rice and sugar. We have turned a free people into beggars."


Image result for Andaman islanders Mr. Pandit sits at home ruminating on his life as a destroyer of a culture and a people. But he is not alone. As the world becomes more populated, and its most remote environs penetrated, this story will continue to be the usual one. There is something about "modern" culture (read Western culture) that has a manifest destiny about it. We can't help butting in and these groups can't help wanting what we have. 


Our culture and society, when first viewed, seems so shiny and full of great things to see and to own. But in the end, it just doesn't fit everyone. In fact, it does't even work for many who have been citizens of modern culture since they were born. 





Monday, February 6, 2017

Keep Going

It's no secret that Western culture is not exactly the most healthy of places. Sure, we have lots of stuff and lots of food, but our affluence has also brought lots of down time. Or sitting down time. On sofas, in cars, across La-z-Boys. And the result is not pretty.



Anthropologists have long suggested that lounging around and stuffing our faces is not exactly how we were evolutionarily brought up. 
Instead, the theory goes, humans are physically hunter-gatherers, people who have to run after game or wander about the landscape for tubers and so our bodies are supposed to be on the go.


This theory was recently underscored with the generous aid of hunter-gatherers themselves. Researchers from the University of Arizona and Yale University recruited Hadza hunter-gatherers in Tanzania to wear heart monitors for two weeks as they went about their day. 


As the data show, the Hadza have great heart health at any age and, as expected, it's because the Hadza are always on the go. They aren't running and jumping but simply briskly active for more than two hours a day. 

Men follow game all day and women walk into the bush and dig vigorously and so their heart rates are up. 

As a result their blood pressure is down and their heart muscle exercised. 

The Hadza also lie around a lot, but that's the reward for finding food, not the normal position for eating it.

Of course, this is not rocket science, but it is one way anthropologists have added to the conversation about the rate of obesity in Western culture and our modern health crisis. We now live in a world where it's almost mandatory to drive to get food, drive it home, and eat it sitting in front of the T.V.

Funny, Western culture also has the highest rate of depression in the world. Hey anthropologists, anything to add about that?










Monday, January 30, 2017

Lucy in the Trees Without Diamonds

When I first learned the human fossil record back in my undergraduate days, it was a straight shot from Homo habilis to modern humans. But since then, the path of human evolution has become a tangled tree with many branches, and it's much harder to explain. Now we have all kinds of Australopithecines and any number of the species Homo and with each discovery comes a rethinking of our past.

One of those controversies focuses on Australopithecus afarensis, and more specifically on the 40% compete fossil specimen affectionately known as "Lucy."



I admit that Lucy has a special place in my heart. For many years I hung out with the paleontologists who found her, and so her fame at the time as the most ancient hominid feels like part of my personal history.



During my first years as a professor at Cornell, I had the job of purchasing and organizing fossil casts so that students could look at, and even hold, their ancestors  duringIntroductory Biological Anthropology.
For about two years, all sorts of casts were mailed to me, but none were as special as those of Al-288-1's (Lucy's official fossil name). She arrived in many boxes and I had to unwrap each piece and place them, one by one and in  correct anatomical orientation, onto sheets of  foam set in wood drawers. It was, for me, not so much about getting ready for a class as a sacred, deeply moving, act.


I remember so distinctly holding the cast of Lucy's tiny pelvis and thinking about bipedalism and how that bone confirmed that Lucy and her kind walked one two legs, even 3.2 million years ago, meaning she was a human, not an ape.


But since that time, researches have deduced that Lucy actually retained some ape characteristics—curved hand bones, long arms, and most recently, heavy use of her arm bones, all suggesting lots of time spent in trees, perhaps.

I don't really care where Lucy spent her time. She's my special fossil. It was this woman's bipedalism that pushed the hominid lineage back millions of years. In a sense, Lucy stood up for us. And she was, in fact, the first women to stand up for herself and others.

Our legacy, in other words, started with her.









Saturday, January 28, 2017

Double Clicking But Not With A Mouse

When I was an undergraduate, it was standard fare for students to watch the classic anthropology film called The Hunters. Made in 1957, it was still a revelation when I saw it the first time in 1975. 


The Hunters is a documentary of the Ju/'hoansi people of Namibia. You might know them as !Kung or Bushmen but that's certainly not what they call themselves. 

The focus of the film is a many day hunt of a giraffe by four men. The viewer might be struck by their tireless pursuit of the failing giraffe, or the savanna landscape, or maybe what the hunters are wearing and also using as weapons. But what struck me most back then, and the many times I've watched the film since, is the language.

Sounds that we might group together "clicks" pepper Ju/'hoansi language (called Taa or !Xoon) where the ! signals a particular click that allides onto the word) making it a symphony of sound, and rendering any Romance language flat and boring in comparison. 

Also, a listener is struck dumb on how a person could actually do those sounds, do them quickly and repeatedly. An English speaker attempting to imitate Taa usually ends up striking the tongue off the roof of the mouth and sputtering tsk tsk tsk, as if indicating someone has done something wrong. So not even close.
 It seems that Taa language "click" language is actually the most complex language in the world. English has about 45 distinct sounds while the addition of clicks gives Taa 208 sounds.


The home base of the treasure trove of the ingenuity of human language is the Kalahari Desert of Namibia, Southern Africa. Many Ju/'hoansi are still full time or part time hunters and gatherers while some have settled on government land. And there are only a few thousand people left how utter these sounds as they talk to each other and go about their day.

Taa is surely one of the most beautiful human mouth sounds on earth, along with with babies laughing, and whispered words of love, and what a shame that it is disappearing from the human linguistic playbook. 




Saturday, January 7, 2017

Not Everyone Wants to be Westernized

It's easy to wear blinders in a cultural way. That's because what we see everyday seems the "normal" way, as if everyone on earth had the same values, experiences, care and woes. 

It's also easy to think that other kinds of lifeways disappeared long ago, that there are no more hunter and gatherers, no more people living in the depths of forests or the plains of the steppe, nobody roaming around with herds of animals, or that no one is actually planting their own crops as a way to eat other than make money. 


But none this is true.


Anthropologists are there to remind us that there are many ways to make a living, and that some of these ways have been around a lot longer than the Industrial Revolution. More interesting, and less academic, The New York Times also keeps reminding us there's a big world out there and we are only one small part of it.




In September, the paper published an article about the Yugur and Uighur of China, cultures that most Chinese don't even know about. 

"The history of the Yugurs tells of the wax and wane and missing of cultures, dictated by geography and migration and the choices made by societies. The influence of a variety of nomadic steppe cultures in what is today northern China is a towering part of Asian history up the the 20th century," writes reporter Edward Wong.

Following the historical complexity of these cultures and their religions requires a Ph.D. in cultural anthropology, and even that might not be enough, but the end result is clear. "We don't have the written language anymore," said a manager of a handicraft workshop who once worked in the Sunan Country cultural office. "If we don't preserve the oral language, then it will quickly disappear. If we don't preserve handmade crafts or the techniques of making things by hand, then there's nothing special about us." (And what's so special about Western culture, one might ask).

In December, Jon Emont and Surgey Ponomarev wrote in The Times about endemic Mentawai people on the Mentawai Islands on Indonesia. Many of these people still live in the forest, and some of those who have relocated to villages on the outskirts of the forest want to go back. Noting that he would soon leave his wife, children and everything else to return to the forest and care for his aging parents who refuse to leave, Petrus Sekalour said, "Personally I prefer living in the forest. I'm happier there. I don't have to stress about finding work every day." Or finding something to eat or someone to talk to. 

According to the article, the Mentawai  traditional religion is not affected in any way by Christian, Buddhist, Hindu, nor Muslim beliefs. Even with Western medical care available, the forest Mentawai  still rely on shamans. They tend pigs and carry on without all the trappings of Western culture that we think everyone wants. But they don't. Why don't they? "The older generation is happier than we are," says Mr. Sekaliou, which might be a hint. 

This then is the real anthropological lesson. Not only are there other cultures and other lifestyles in operation across the globe, some of those people have it better than we do. Sometimes a lot better, all things considered. 


Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Play Hookey, Please




Psychologist and baby mind expert Alison Gopnik is an anthropologist, even though she might not know it.
Ok, so this is Margaret Mead not Alison Gopnik, but you get the point.
While reading Gopnik's recent article on how kids learn I found myself nodding my head over and over because she totally "gets" that kids don't learn like adults in Western culture think they learn, or think they should learn.

Image result for kid in preschool

Sure, we can make them go to school at three years of age, we can make them sit at desks and quietly listen, but really they would learn better, faster, and more intelligently if we simply left them alone.

Gopnik cites several studies of how even babies  have a sense of complex physics, and cause and effect. Their innate creativity and puzzle solving skills are simply deadened by all that school.

Babies and little kids are, in fact, always watching, listening, hearing and usually imitating, navigating what its means to be a little human on the way to being a big human.

And we in Western culture are so stuck on children growing up to be "successful" in our information age that we push them into a formal school settings that they really don't need.

How boring. How dull. And just the thing to turn off a young mind to really learning. Kids have to fight to learn in spite of the adults.

 I say give any kid a giant cardboard box and then leave the room and come back an hour or two later and see what happens. And that kid might just end up going to Columbia University, and changing the world.
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Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Babies In Contrasting Western Cultures

We tend to think of Western culture as one big group that stretches from North America across the Atlantic to Europe (and I must include Great Britain separately since they are no longer part of Europe). But in truth, this is not one big culture. In fact, there are a zillions of sub-cultures within Western culture.

The multiculturalism of Western culture came into sharp focus the past few weeks with two news article about babies. It's amazing how often babies highlight cultural differences in parenting philosophy, belief systems, and societal goals.

I found the article on Finnish babies going home in boxes quite charming. Even more charming is the fact that Finns get 10 months of paid leave to be parents and guess what, Finland has the lowest infant mortality in the world (let's contrast that with the US with a rate of 26th of industrialized nations)

One hospital in the US is also providing baby boxes but in this case, the boxes have been politicized and aimed at low income women suggesting that they don't know how to be good mothers. In general, the baby boxes also beg the question of safe co-sleeping which is, of course, too bad but that's another example of US fear mongering.

And so to the the other bit of Western subculture, the parenting advice machine. This month it comes in the form of an advice book that suggests we use game theory to parent our kids (read manipulate). Thats right, prisoners dilemma and such to get the kids to go to bed.

 I don't know about you, but I really don't have the time or  the math skills of game theory and will just continue with the tried and true, hardly ever successful, strategy of explaining, discussing, begging and threatening to manipulate my child.



Perhaps if she had come home in a free box and I had been given 10 months of paid leave, I wouldn't even have to do that.




Friday, June 24, 2016

Internal Brexit

The U.K leaving the E.U. is a moment in history, and another moment on the passport queue for those leaving the E.U. and going, say, to Scotland.
Hardwood Hospital, foto by Abandoned Scotland

But abandonments are nothing to to the U.K.  and that brings me to my absolutely favorite website, Abandoned Scotland.

I'd been watching their videos for a few years, marveling at the abandoned hospitals, schools, castles and such, as well being stunned by the fabulous production of their visuals accompanied by eerie music. Clicking the full screen mode always bought such peace and beauty for a few minutes. And of course these shots also made me miss Scotland and wish I could go on adventures with these guys.

Then for a few years, nothing, and I felt abandoned. But I'm glad to say Abandoned Scotland is back with this incredible video of Hartwood Hospital. Now they have drones and it is glorious to rise over empty spaces surrounded by formidable building walls, to go deep into buildings where there is nothing but what's left over, to wonder who lived here, who died here, and ask where are they now. 

Abandoned Scotland photographs and videos are the story of history and loss, building and then leaving only the stamp of human suffering or happiness or past glory and riches behind. And all in Scotland which is one gorgeous country.

I wrote to AS to say I liked their new website and loved their work, I no longer felt abandoned, and sent them some abandoned Philadelphia, a defunct steam plant by the folks at Hidden City Philadelphia
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They wrote back to say they liked my work (which it was not) and they encouraged me to keep it up. They pointed out that Scotland's abandoned places are out the way, set in woods and such and they have no huge abandoned mills such in the the U.S. which are sometimes still set in cities (such as Bethlehem PA)


That comment brought me to idea of Abandoned Venice, the plague hospital islands left to rot, the enclosed forbidden palazzi gardens, the medieval buildings boarded up, the monasteries still in use but not open to the public. 
A small city, not in a woods, and yet much of it abandoned for centuries and still standing.

Now all I need is a drone and permission to use it over Venice. 
And then we can be reminded again of how amazing the human footprint has been and how in a nanosecond nature its ready to take it all back.



A Head for the Future

Oh, the endless thinking. The ruminating that never, ever, stops, even when we are asleep. We think and think about the past and the future ...