Leaving the Wild

Yesterday, I intended to write about this piece, but I couldn't figure out what to say about it, except read it!

If you have time, read it now; if you don't have time, print it out and take it with you for the commute (if you are not driving).

There is something magical about this story...not that there is a happy ending or magic in it per se.

It is the story of the unknown (to us) meeting the unknown (to them). To some extent, it is the story of words, communication and meaning.

How do people who can't live in the present (us) understand people who don't understand the word for future (them)?

Well, if none of that catches your imagination, I was equally riveted by the monkey "pets" and monkey "food" -- and the description of how these folks prepare their delicacy.

The meeting/clashing/connecting of cultures is infinitely interesting to me; perhaps that is why I have always dreamed of studying anthropology for the love of it, not as a way to put food on the table.

Happy Friday.