Fears Mount a Myth

Fears Mount a Myth

July 05, 2017

As we neared our destination the strain(rising fear) was evident in the atmosphere of the automobile, that  even the soft beige tone of the Peugeot’s leather upholstery could not undermine.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, author of Sherlock Holmes, went into some detail on the remarkable toxicity of the poison recovered from a tipped blow dart or arrow point of the rain forested Pygmies. This was my first impression of them, I found out later that they did not necessarily target their quick acting poisonous pandemic at people, each other, or even pale, skinny and curious, weird tall people,  ...like me.

They were hunters and gatherers by nature; living in the forest and bartering their meat and wild herbs  with local villagers who were mostly gardeners. The poison tips expertly projected, mainly at Colobus  monkey which had remarkable long flowing white and black hair like an Afghan dog, and even elephant,  for meat. Pygmies were considered indigenous and still wild by that time; had no hunting restrictions which had recently been put into place to try and preserve the rapidly declining plains animals by trophy hunters, and ivory collectors, as well as for meat. Pygmies were in decline as well.

 

The theme of the 1904 Worlds Fair in Forest Park, St Louis Missouri was the new science of Anthroplogy( the study of human societies and cultures and their development). Organizers in order to show off their new (mis)conceptions on the subject of Anthropology, had decided to bring examples of all the different tribes of people from around the world; place them on small acreages on the fair grounds for people to  peruse and enjoy  while eating their corn dogs or whatever people ate at world’s fairs in 1904?


So there were ten Pygmies (One fellow had already been some time in America; he was brought back by a  Missionary turned adventurist who went on tour with his artifacts and Pygmy friend, and years later, his story was written into a book entitled: “Pygmy in the Zoo,” which actually happened in Brooklyn, to him,  until public indignation was aroused.

They were the crowd favorites. Daily creating hijinks and generally being comical, opportunistic entertainers, who roamed the huge fairgrounds getting into mischief. Rising before the sun and hunting everything that moved about that rural setting.

One of the things I had heard about them from my very good friend Isaac Munyambibi ,who was a Rwandan refugee attending school in Uganda, and of the former ruling tribe of Tutsi’s, was that they grew Marijuana strains. Consequently  I was looking forward to smoking the  marijuana herb  with them . I found it greatly alleviated my asthma symptoms that were more pernicious  in the 7,000 foot  high altitude of the Great Rift Valley, as well as where I was residing, nestled in the banana foothills of the  Mountains of the Moon...

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