Tuesday, January 31, 2017
World of Migrants
I forgot to bring a book to Santa Barbara and decided to read the bible, the only text laying around in the hotel room. I settled on the book of Numbers, Moses and Caleb, Aaron and the story of the rods, etc.. It is a very interesting book. God tells Moses to waste the Canaanites, Amalakites and the odd Hittite and swipe their real estate and my people did just that.
You see, the tribe originated in Ur and Abraham didn't like the weather or the view there and the mishpucha did a bunch of running around in the desert and Egypt before they finally found Miami Beach. Made a lot of animal sacrifices along the way, consumed a lot of whitefish and belly lox.
I am reading Herodotus and the Persian War history and so I have been brushing up on the tribal thing, the Phoenicians who lived in Tyre and Canaan were the best sailors in the world and they end up in both histories prominently. But in the book of Numbers I learn that they were originally from the Red Sea and moved to the Mediterranean later. The Koreans first settled Japan, well they and the Ainu. The Tatars were in the Crimea. The Native Americans crossed the Bering Straight. Scientologists started in the good ole Galactic Confederacy.
The reality is that we are a world of migrants. No one stayed static. Unless you live in Olduvai Gorge in Tanzania, I am 99.9999% sure that you are a transient. Maybe your kin have lived on their spread or in a country for a long time but we all originally hail from Africa, the human mother ship. That is if you believe in science of course, and I know that it is rapidly losing favor.
My Y people, my father's DNA lineage, the B-405 subclade of E M-34, left Somalia approximately 22,000 years ago as illustrated on the map shown above. E started wandering about 50kya. The Romans made things a little hot for us and we had to amscray and eventually found Warsaw. Which was not always a piece of rumcake either.
So just remember, we were all strangers once and we probably all stepped on somebody else's toes in order to get where we got. Be nice.