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Since their discovery more than 160 years ago, Neanderthals have metamorphosed from the losers of the human family tree to A-list hominins.
In Kindred, Rebecca Wragg Sykes uses her experience at the cutting-edge of Palaeolithic research to share our new understanding of Neanderthals, shoving aside clichés of rag-clad brutes in an icy wasteland. She reveals them to be curious, clever connoisseurs of their world, technologically inventive and ecologically adaptable. Above all, they were successful survivors for more than 300,000 years, during times of massive climatic upheaval.
At a time when our species has never faced greater threats, we’re obsessed with what makes us special. But, much of what defines us was also in Neanderthals, and their DNA is still inside us. Planning, co-operation, altruism, craftsmanship, aesthetic sense, imagination... perhaps even a desire for transcendence beyond mortality.
It is only by understanding them, that we can truly understand ourselves.
400 pages, Hardcover
First published October 27, 2020
“Let’s finish our shared journey through these pages by letting your guard down. Push against the impossible, and perform a quantum shift back in time to the Pleistocene. Close your eyes and pick a world: a grassy plain under cool winter sun; a warm forest track, soft loam underfoot; or a now-sunken rocky coast, gulls� cries salting the air. Now listen, step forward, she’s here […]
Neanderthal. Human. Kindred.�
Look through shadows, listen beyond echoes; they have much to tell. Not only of other ways to be human, but new eyes to see ourselves. The most glorious thing about the Neanderthals is that they belong to all of us, and they're no dead-end, past-tense phenomenon. They are right here. In my hands typing and your brain understanding my words. Read on, and meet your kindred.
Amid ancient surfaces densely spangled by myriad artefacts, fireplaces are like archaeological wormholes, bridging the impossible chasms of time separating us from long-vanished dwellers. As researchers encircle hearths, excavating, their presence is like an afterglow of human attention, reanimating empty spaces. Time collapses, and it's almost as if our fingers reaching out might graze the warmth of Neaderthal skin, sitting right there beside us.
While minds create things, things also create minds in a manner that extends far beyond the individual or even the generation, and can transform whole species. For Neanderthals, new experience or encounters opened up fresh ways of thinking about the world. It's not a stretch to suggest that their technological innovations probably impacted other aspects of their lives. Composite tools are a case in point; the inherent process of joining together must have reinforced concepts of connectedness and collaboration, crucial for hunting and social networks. And since composite tools are made up of materials connecting different places and times, these objects had a unique capacity to act as potent mnemonics, expanding the vistas of memory and imagination.
By 20,000 years ago, we were alone on the surface of this planet. Nonetheless, the Neanderthals still lived, after a fashion. Even as our encounters fell out of all memory, our blood and our babies still contain the fruits of interactions with the universe's other experiments in being human. Bones and stones long waited underground for us to rediscover our shared future. And when we finally did, everything changed.
Soles slapping alongFeet flying beyond the striders and shufflers
It's good to run!
Puffing lungs, cheeks hot in the wind.
Berries! Swift fingers pluck.
Grey wolf-light filters through trunks as the autumn dawn curls round acorns. Warm fur fluffs against the chill, and the macaques' tawny bodies unfurl to reveal snug youngsters sheltered from the dew....Tan waters run thick and slow around belligerently peering periscope eyes.
where Europe will one day be, a sub-tropical kaleidoscope of archipelagos emerge and disappear as the oceans rise and fall...A swam of ammonites explodes, torpedoed by a mosasaur, and shell fragments glitter as they spiral slowly down. Soft muds blossom as the splinters land on the sea floor, an oozing wasteland. It's replenished by a never-ending drizzle of broken sponges, molluscs and decaying forms of uncountable plankton. Spin the earth like a marble: continents creep, muds thicken and squeeze, cementing to limestone....Place a finger on the marble to slow the spinning planet....As age upon age passed, immense pressures bore down, congealing the silica and germinating microscopic crystal lattices that evolved, shifted state. Became flint.
On balance, [homo sapiens] may actually come out as more violent than Neanderthals, because nowhere is there evidence they killed youngsters. That's not the case at the early H. sapiens site of Balzi Rossi, north-west Italy, where a child very probably perished after being stabbed or shot in the back. A stone tool fragment was still lodged in one vertebra, and while it's possibly some kind of horrific accident, the weight points towards social conflict. Such aggression in our own species, is certainly well-documented, and clearly accelerated over the past 40,000 years. In contrast, we see no phenomenon through the hundreds of millennia Neanderthals existed.