Not long after I exited the train in March 2010 holding the newspaper that announced Paabo-Stoneking had been dethroned as the authorities on the Neanderthal people, I began to consider what it was like after the Amud were overrun around 40,000 years ago.
The men were eaten. Their bones are in campfires all over Europe. Between 75,000 and 150,000 females were taken captive, probably forcibly marched to the nearest large Cro-Magnon camp for the worst gangrape in all of recorded history.
Nine months later, the facts say as many as half these women might have bled to death in giving birth from the conflict caused by RH- pregnancies in Neanderthal women. There would have been many surviving daughters and their sons.
The evidence seems to indicate the females were made into camp whores immediately, destined to have bastards by many different men during their lifetime, confusing their female mitochrondria amongst a wide range of suitors.
What of the sons? What was the role they were given?
Drawing on much celtic mythology about the children of Tuatha De Danann, I believe the sons were pressed into bondage as a slave caste, used almost after the fashion of highly intelligent dogs by the tribe, which kept them in separate quarters or perhaps even sleeping on the open ground right outside the encampment. The Celtic mythos describe these fairy children as "extremely powerful servants" as long as they were not allowed to communicate amongst themselves, compare notes and figure out their origins. The legends say that these special magical children would surely call on their ancestors to avenge them "if they ever found out who and what they really are."
"Where three of these are sent on before the tribe and all of them fall into a pit, that is one of your tribe who will not fall into a pit." They were considered expendable and almost like hounds with the power of speech and great strength. They were used in dangerous situations in which they were valued at far less than one of the Cro-Magnons. They might have been employed as shock troops in battles, always on the front line.
Of course, all such caste distinctions always fade over time, even though the unconscious prejudices may remain behind forever. Sooner or later, a particularly exceptional Neanderthal servant marries somebody's daughter and then the sharp class lines begin to blur sexually. In the case of two creatures as fundamentally different as Neanderthal and Homo Sapiens, these lines have yet to vanish even after 40,000 years. The same strong subliminal lines are always there, as anyone with Aspergers will tell you. People will never regard you the same way as they regard one another. It is not destined to be. The genes are oil and water in the same bottle. Old habits die hard and people can universally agree that although we might end discrimination against blacks, dwarves and transsexuals, we cannot allow those goddamn Neanderthals to move into the house next door or to be treated as our equals in any context.
Over the course of untold centuries, the caste system slowly merged into the large cities and mass agriculture but the innate instinctive sense of Cro-Magnons about the inferior place and natural submission of our kind has never left their subconscious. We are still employed when they need to get things done but always transient. When the work is finished we are encouraged to move along as soon as possible. Research by Dr. Peter Lawrence and many others has confirmed we are the real backbone of civilization, largely working as transients who are only hired when the firm has given up trying to get any real work out of their regulars. As Dr. Lawrence has sarcastically put it, the research shows that when a company is desperate enough they will even resort to hiring competent people for as long as it takes to put the fire out.
This sad state of affairs which is so similar to the blessing of Isaac on his son Esau would seem to be our lot in life. I hope you will try to think of it not as a yoke but a stepping stone to something better. Esau is promised by his father than once he awakens to his bondage he will achieve liberation. This seems to be a nod in the ancient oral tradition that sooner or later, these creatures will regain the knowledge of who and what they really are and at that time their chains will be broken. It is almost as if ancient people recognized that you would not keep men as majestic as these under your boot forever. It is inevitable that they will someday wake up from this dream that has kept them for so long in captivity.
I am not speaking of anything violent here and nobody should ever mistake me for somebody doing so. I have something entirely different in mind and it consists of becoming independent, working for yourself instead of your brother Jacob and acquiring a dignity that has been denied you a long, long time. It is the dignity of Esau - the right to tell everybody else to go to hell if you wish. It's the best kind of freedom and it can be born out of great wealth or great poverty, either way it is a fantastic feeling to know you don't have to be afraid of anybody but God any longer. Your brother Jacob cannot hurt you any more if you know who he is and you know who you are. The worst emotional pain comes from not knowing the truth. If you know the truth you will be able to bear everything else.
I have gotten a lot of mail over the years from people of similar parentage who have thanked me. I am supportive of anything that reduces the suicide rate of our kind, which is officially 47x that of the general population. I hope people will understand that I have always believed that traditional measures have never been effective in getting our kind to value their own lives at what they are really worth - priceless. I hope that this blog has helped even one person to appreciate how special they really are and to consider that their life is worth too much to throw away because of imaginary ostracization from a tribe of people who have been extinct for over 40,000 years. The last remaining enemy of the greatest warrior that has ever existed turns out to be himself. It is fitting.