Looking at a couple old books by anthropologists to see what I can dig up

It is quite difficult to obtain useful information from the blacks by direct questioning. For they like to lie, especially to the whites, as children often do, because they like children do not comprehend the moral demand of truthfulness. That is best noticed when honest old men, in relating folk tales, assure one, bona fide, that what they tell is true.

This is Felix Bryk. As opposed to that Malinowski who studied the Trobriand Islands, Bryk studied old Africa. Folk tales were regarded as true… what implications could this have?

A negro can talk abstractly as little as he can draw abstractly.

This is from 1925.

If a girl or woman wishes to expose her breasts, as, for example, while working or dancing, she simply loosens the cloth under her shoulder, lets it fall [into] a skirt.

Does that make you horny?

Exposed breasts bouncing around in public, no abstract conversation – that reminds me a bit of the US.

I’ll be honest with you, I’m trying to learn whether or not it was the norm to have orgies in old Africa. There must be a reason so many African-Americans are born out of wedlock.

No modesty of breasts, no abstract talk, bastards everywhere, sounds like a paradise.

This would explain quite a lot

Apparently children often grow up in their grandmother’s hut.


Not everything can be about the Pale! What, do you miss the Pale yet?

The curses that continue on in America, the land of denying curses exist.

We don’t have to study old Greek poetry and pottery to know what prehistoric humans were like. We don’t even have to go to South America or Africa. We can simply observe the ones who wear western clothing in our own countries today. To study the ones who haven’t been westernized at all we can read old anthropology books no one has ever heard of “for reasons”.

Bryk says Christians try to reform them, so it’s not clear whether this is “purely natural Africa”. Before Christians impose their values, it was customary for women to be prostitutes if they separated from their first husband somehow, whether because he died or some other reason. Polygamy was the norm if the first “coupling” fell through.

The several tribes Bryk investigated didn’t have a word for “prostitute”. That word couldn’t apply anyway, because they weren’t paid. They simply went from man to man. Is food and temporary shelter “pay”? Remember, we’re talking about native African women in the 1920s, not white American women in the 2020s. Haha!


They were often bartered away by their parents at an age close to childhood. They would run away from this life, and that’s how they acquire the status of “prostitute”. The first “marriage” was broken because they’d run away to another hut on the very first night. This is regarding equitorial Africa, i.e. a prime location many of the slaves were captured from.

“STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!” It’s just anthropology…

Another odd custom you don’t find among the ancient Greeks

This attitude still seems to be present today, looking at all the bastards and single moms

That’s rough. The “wife” actually helped him with that, it was customary. If the potential mistress was busy with work she helped her until it was done so she could more quickly go to bed with her husband. See why so many would run off into prostitution? I wonder why they never evolved beyond huts…

I linked you to the book, Bryk seems sincere in his observations. He’s even polite about them, I would say. There was a saying in old Africa, “A new vagina is sweet”. The wife was expected to help court at least two or more mistresses. Do you understand evolutionary theory in this context? Little bastards would be born to the mistresses to repeat the cycle.

I wonder why I never heard of this anthropologist

I had an intuition it was like this. The literature so far confirms it’s true.

I’m not sure a people like this can know “love”, maybe it’s just me. No abstract conversation, no love. And due to relativism the US is more like Africa every day.

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