Stongehenge, in all its confusing glory! |
On our way to Dorset on the southwest coast of England, we
made the glorious pit stop of my life at Stonehenge. The monument which evolved
between 3000 and 1600 BC is a baffling, but awe-inspiring collection of perfectly-tailored
stones. But what exactly were they tailored for?
No one really knows. The ring of stones is aligned with the summer and winter solstices, so perhaps the whole monument is a grand sundial. Historians also believe that Stonehenge could have been the site of ancient worshipping practices or even a burial ground given the skeletons that have been found around the site. Maybe the prehistoric peoples knew that English author Thomas Hardy would need a place for his heroine to die in Tess of the D’Urbervilles and thought the Slaughter Stone would have just looked tacky on its own.
The Slaughter Stone |
The complete mystery of Stonehenge scared me a little bit.
How can such a majestic monument to Prehistoric culture exist in an easily
accessible part of the world and no one knows why it’s there or how it got there?
Most confusing is the circle of bluestones in the interior of the ring. The
nearest rock of that type is approximately 250 miles away in Wales. Moving such
stones would be a job today, but am I to believe that these ancient peoples put
these things on ginormous rafts in the Atlantic and carted them off to what
became England? Or maybe a nice glacier came along and left them there.
What will become of all the monuments of modern human
civilization? I can hardly imagine the Empire State building withstanding rust
and erosion for as long as Stonehenge has. Even the Taj Mahal needed
restoration after a few centuries, so who’s to say that it can last for the
next five thousand years?
But while these monuments are marvelous engineering and
architectural feats that spell out the supremacies of various civilizations,
they are more importantly a testament to the human mind that has the capacity
to imagine such structures and conceive of ways to build them. That’s why I’m
glad the more valuable accomplishments of humanity are contained in writings
and texts. The real accomplishment is
all the knowledge!
The creepy, but nicely scientific butterfly specimens illustrate warning coloration to predators |
Once we left Dorset for London, we were invited to see pages
and pages of Alfred Russel Wallace’s personal correspondence. For those who
don’t know, Wallace was the guy who published the “survival of the fittest”
evolutionary theory before Darwin did, but was gentlemanly enough to share the
credit (though history has much forgotten about him). Even within the samples
we saw, there was a wealth of information from experimental data, to anatomical
sketches, and other annotated and preserved journals. It was awesome to see his
own personal collection of butterfly specimens. Even though bugs freak me out, I
can still appreciate a man’s dedication to the pursuit of knowledge.
Wallace's catalogs of data |
Having seen the Wallace Correspondence Project’s archives and the
museums that house it, I am confident that all of humanity’s legacy won’t just
be a bunch of mysterious rocks and skeletons in the ground. Yet, I don’t know
what will become of the digital culture we live in now. What’s the shelf life
on an email? On some level, perhaps the more commonplace digital exchanges of
today will last longer than the letters I’ve seen over the past weekend, but
surely it’s not the same thing as deciphering Darwin’s frankly awful
handwriting. I guess I’ll just have to hope that historians of a future age
will know what my password is.
Still, our legacy is the texts—in whatever form that they
might exist— that contain the progress of civilization into cities and
coexisting nations, from minds bound by Scripture to freethinking skeptics. Maybe
I’ll contribute the weensiest bit of knowledge to the entire human compendium
one day, but until then I’m content to marvel at the findings of those who
have come before me.
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