What
is it about Neanderthal, or as I like to call him, Uncle Neander?
Supposedly he’s been rehabilitated. He was
once known as a knuckle-dragger, a thick-browed ape-man who literally hit on
his girlfriend by knocking her out with a club.
Recently, scientists have shown Neanderthal
was a more sophisticated, adaptive and compassionate hominid than we previously
believed. Neanderthal families cared for the sick, buried the dead, crafted
houses of mammoth bones, maybe even built boats to colonize distant islands.
Apparently they made glue out of birch bark, a process so difficult scientists
have had trouble replicating it in the lab.
And hey, they may even be related to us
through inter-marriage or inter-clubbing, it seems we have some of Neanderthal
DNA in our genes.
So why does Neanderthal still get razzed by
Homo sapienites? If you check out the latest news items about Uncle N, amid the
latest findings in the lab or the field, you’ll find comments like the article
in the British Daily Mail about “heavyweight Neanderthals,” disgraceful boxers who
treat the sport with callous, cynical, self-serving disregard.
Sure, nobody likes disgraceful boxers. But
why tar Neanderthal with the brush of callous cynicism?
In the old days, people would toss off
derogatory remarks about minority groups or gay people. They can’t get away
with that any more. But writers who don’t know any better still regularly defame
my Uncle Neander.
Maybe it’s because (they believe) he’s not
around any more to defend himself. But lots of his relatives are. And we think
people who use the ancient N-word without thinking may be guilty of callous
cynicism themselves.
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