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Tuesday, June 27, 2023

NEANDERTHAL TIMES-- Dynamite at Devil's Tower, Gibraltar--DOROTHY GARROD, 1926


The Paleolinguist Bulletin                                                            Summer 2023

     (BERLIN) -- Predating the famed Dusseldorf cave discovery by eight years, a skull found on Gibraltar led to more robust activity on the narrow coastal peninsula, part of which was undertaken by Dorothy Garrod. The following is a brief introduction of the archaeologist. Included was a photo not currently found in online catalogs; according to at least one primary source from the mid 1920s, Miss Garrod did not like to be photographed. 

     Liverpool Post and Mercury, 03 June 1931, Page 6.

NEWS, NOTES AND QUERIES

     She took up the study of archaeology, becoming one of the leading authorities on paleontology. It was she, who, in 1926, discovered in a cave at Gibraltar, the Mousterian skull which is held to be at least 20,000 years old.


Western Mail, Cardiff, South Glamorgan, Wales, 06 August 1926, Page 7.
 

A WOMAN'S DISCOVERY 

SKULL UNEARTHED AT GIBRALTAR. 

The skull of a child who died at least 300 centuries ago lay on one table in a lecture room. Behind it stood Miss Dorothy Garrod, a young and pretty woman, who told the British Association how she had used 


dynamite in unearthing the skull at Devil's Tower, Gibraltar. After Miss Garrod had sat down Sir Arthur Keith, the great authority on ancient Man, congratulated her on finding the first complete representative skull of a Neanderthal child. 

     Miss Garrod said that on the Devil's Tower site she found bones of panthers, hyenas, deer, rabbits, and elephants. She had to use dynamite to blow up the hard strata of rock, and in one of the slabs of stone which were displaced she saw the skull buried. 

     She brought the skull, still in the stone, back to Oxford, and there the skull was carefully taken out.  

     Professor Boyd Dawkins told the assembly that the skull was so old that no one could really fix a time limit for it.

     Sir Arthur Keith said the people who inhabited Europe during the Neanderthal Age were as different from modern people as white men were from black. 

     They could not raise themselves into an erect posture. The skull found by Miss Garrod was that of a boy aged about eight or ten.


 
The Post-Crescent, Appleton, Wisconsin, 09 October 1926, Page 32.

FIND SKULL ABOUT 20,000 YEARS OLD 
Gibraltar—(AP)—Misss D. A. E Garod, a student of the Institute de Paleontologie Humaine, Paris, who has been excavating here, has made an important discovery of portions of a human skull belonging to a young person. 
     The flnd was embedded in hard tufa with typical Mousterian implements.
     The skull is of the same age and type as the celebrated "Gibraltar skull" discovered at Forbes Quarry in the eighteen forties and now at the College of Surgeons Museum, and according to a conservative estimate it is probably not less than 20,000 years old. 


The Daily Mail, 26 September 1927, Page 4.

     Miss Dorothy Garrod, daughter of Sir Archibald Garrod, Regius Professor of Medicine at Oxford University, has been awarded the Prix Hollandais by the (...) national Institute of Anthropology for the best work in physical anthropology or pre-history.

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North Mail and Newcastle Daily Chronicle, 22 October 1927, Page 7.

ANTHROPOLOGY EXPERT
Important Appointment for Englishwoman. 
PARIS, Friday. 
     
     Miss Dorothy Garrod. daughter of Sir Archibald Garrod, Regius Professor of Medicine at Oxford University, has been appointed the English member of the Committee of the International Anthropological Institute, which will seek to discover whether the remains found at Glozel are relics of the Stone Age or objects deposited there in comparatively recent times as a hoax. 
     Miss Garrod is an expert in anthropology, and this year was awarded the Prix Hollandais, worth L600 (pounds), for her investigations. 
     In June last year she discovered a pre-historic skull. between 10,000 and 20,000 years old, embedded in the rocks at Gibraltar.—Central News.
 
North Mail and Newcastle Daily Chronicle, 15 November 1927, Page 6, Column 4.


MAN'S EARLY DAYS 
A Primitive Skull Revives An Old Quarrel. 
(BY PORCELLA.) 

         About primitive man, modern science knows very little.                 Much less indeed than the camp followers of science                      pretend. But it is learning steadily. The recent discovery at            Gibraltar of a Neanderthal infant skull with a high                        forehead may teach several surprise lessons. 

     ALL the professors, including the anatomists, the ethnologists and the biologists, were greatly excited when they heard that Miss Dorothy Garrod, in the spring of 1926, had unearthed a portion of a very ancient skull when excavating a cave at the Devil's Tower, Gibraltar. That rocky corner of Spain was already famous to connoisseurs in early human remains, for in 1848 Lieutenant Flint discovered a par-ticularly strange specimen near Forbes Quarry. 

     A November meeting of the Royal Anthropo-logical Institute has been devoted to Miss Garrod's discovery. 
     Both these Gibraltar finds belong to the type which is called Neanderthal Man, because the first published description of such a skull referred to a discovery in 1856 in a cave at Neanderthal, near Dusseldorf.  
     Furious controversies have raged around these forlorn remains of early humans. Long ago Huxley wrote: 'It was suggested that the Neanderthal skeleton was that of a stray idiot; that the characters of the skull were the result of early synostosis or of late gout; and in fact. any stick was good enough to beat the dog withal."         Of late the general trend of scientific opinion has been to regard this type of man as a great great uncle, many times removed, of all living races, an obsolete side-branch of the human family tree. One of the most distinct peculiarities of the type was the small development of the parts of the brain called the prefrontal and parietal areas. Relying largely on these characteristics, anatomists. such as Prof. G. Elliot Smith, had assigned ouly a collateral connection with our genealogy to this early man.

     Miss Garrod's discovery, blasted out of the hard travertine with the aid of dynamite has fallen upon the world of science like a bombshell. The remains of this five-year-old boy of long ago belong undoubtedly to one of the Neanderthal type, an indicated by the massive jaw, the peculiar teeth, and other characteristics. But in the words of Professor Elliot Smith himself: 

    "The Devil's Tower skull differs from         the rest (of the Neanderthal crania) in         an exceptional expansion of those areas      of the brain which confer upon Homo        Sapiens (i.e.. modern man) his most         distinctive attribute. . . . It is definitely         Neanderthaloid, and must have                  acquired its peculiar cerebral 
     characters independently of 
     Homo Sapiens by convergent development " 

     This is a remarkable statement in view of the status of its author. Miss Garrod's find seems likely to become a bone of fierce contention. Is Neanderthal man after all the direct ancestor of at least some of us here present?
 
The Liverpool Post and Mercury article included another discovery:

MISS DOROTHY GARROD, who has announced an important archaeological discovery in Palestine, is at present there as head of a party of women scientists engaged on excavation work.

The Daily Telegraph, 05 February 1934, Page 14

Another photo of Miss Garrod accompanied by
 Mrs. Christopher Hawkes, from the Mount Carmel expedition.

In 1934, The Wichita Eagle gave an account of other women engaged not to some duke or lord, but in archaeology:

THEY CAN TAKE IT 
     Members of such professions as civil engineering and archaeology once thought they couldn't marry because their work called them to the far corners of the earth and the life was too rugged for women. But now women are going everywhere that men go. A list of Englishwomen engaged in archaeology is most im-pressive. 








     Mrs. Agnes Horsfleld is working in the Transjordan under armed guard, Miss Gertrude Caton-Thompson, protected by a company of Bedouins, is combing the Libyan desert. Miss Dorothy Garrod is digging with the Arabs in the caves on Mount Carmel. Miss Winifred Lamb has uncovered five towns in the Island of Mitylene, Lesbos. Palestine and vicinity have attracted Lady Petrie, Mrs. Leonard Wooley, Miss Margaret Murray, Miss Kathleen Kenyon and others. 


The Wichita Evening Eagle
25 May 1934, Page 4, Column 1.
Editor-in-Chief: Victor Murdock


James C. L'Angelle                    Undergraduate Research   University of Nevada, Reno

Wednesday, May 31, 2023

MAINSTREAM REPORT--Mutual Assured Destruction--ON THE BEACH (1957)


MAINSTREAM--"On the Beach," Nevil Shute, 1957

On the Beach, a novel by Nevil Shute, Wm Morrow & Co., New York, 1957


The Author


     Born on 17 January 1899 in Ealing, London. After attending the Dragon School and Shrewsbury School, he studied Engineering Science at Balliol College, Oxford. He worked as an aeronautical engineer and published his first novel, Marazan, in 1926. In 1931 he married Frances Mary Heaton and they went on to have two daughters. During the Second World War he joined the Royal Navy Volunteer Reserve where he worked on developing secret weapons. After the war he continued to write and settled in Australia where he lived until his death on 12 January 1960. His most celebrated novels include Pied Piper (1942), No Highway (1948), A Town Like Alice (1950) and On the Beach (1957).


The Era


     In the late 1950s, when the novel was published, the Cold War was being waged on many fronts; in space with the launch of the first orbiting satellite, “Sputnik,” by the USSR; in Berlin with the infamous Wall, in the United Nations as the Soviet Union’s Nikita Khrushchev, pounded a shoe on the podium and shouted, “We will bury you!” and at Yucca Flats, Nevada, with above ground atomic bomb testing. These routine atmospheric blasts, and the fallout clouds that accompanied them, set the stage for “On the Beach,” for it is in the mushroom clouds the end of the human race is spelled out in no uncertain terms from the beginning of the novel to its conclusion.


The Characters


Dwight Towers - Captain of the American nuclear submarine. Dwight is a practical, rational man, he continues to believe that his family is still alive. 
Moira Davidson - Single socialite young woman, dances and drinks as approaching radiation means she won’t fulfill her dreams. 
Peter Holmes - A lieutenant commander in the Royal Australian Navy. He fears a mission at sea would mean his wife and young baby may not be alive when the ship returns to Australia. 
Mary Holmes - Peter's wife. she refuses to accept that her world is coming to an end. 
 John Osborne - Scientist with CSIRO, the Commonwealth Scientific and Industrial Research Organization, faces the reality of his impending death. He is assigned to the mission the submarine makes and later participates in a road race in his Ferrari. There are others, most of whom play some important part of the story, but the main plot is centered around this ensemble cast with no real main character(s) assuming lead roles.

The Story


     Dwight Towers is the last US Navy commander and arrives in Melbourne because the Northern Hemisphere has been contaminated with radiation and everybody north of the equator has perished in several thousand atomic detonations. The fallout cloud slowly descends south toward Australia and those who remain alive count the days until their assured deaths. 
      Day to day existence goes on as normal people consider planting flowers, going on their vacations and shopping as if nothing was going to happen. In the meantime, unexpected developments create a set of circumstances that affect all of the characters in the ensemble. Towers is ordered to sail to Seattle where a mysterious Morse code signal has been retransmitted continuously but with no intelligible meaning. It didn’t make sense. 
     The submarine, the USS Scorpion, nuclear powered, had the capability to stay underwater long enough to make the journey up the Australian coast to check on the progress of the deadly cloud closing in on Melbourne, enroute to Washington state where the signal was being transmitted. Peter Holmes and John Osborne were both tasked to go along on the mission to gather data for the Australian navy. 

Moira


     The socialite Moira Davidson refuses to accept her fate as Dwight attempts to explain to her in detail the problem. 
      “There never was a bomb dropped in the Southern Hemisphere,” she said angrily. “Why must it come to us? Can’t anything be done to stop it?” He shook his head. 
     “Not a thing. It’s the winds. It’s mighty difficult to dodge what’s carried on the wind.” “It’s not so difficult to understand, really,” he said. 
     “In each hemisphere the winds go around in great whorls, thousands of miles across, between the pole and the equator. There’s a circulatory system of winds in the Northern Hemisphere and another in the Southern Hemisphere. But what divides them isn’t the equator that you see on a globe. It’s a thing called the Pressure Equator, and that shifts north and south with the season. 
     In January the whole of Borneo and Indonesia is in the northern system, but in July the division has shifted away up north, so that all of India and Siam, and everything that’s to the south of that, is in the southern system. So, in January the northern winds carry the radioactive dust from the fall-out down into Malaya, say. Then in July that’s in the southern system, and our own winds pick it up and carry it down here. That’s the reason why it’s coming to us slowly.”
 
     She turned to him in the starlight. “I’m never going to get outside Australia. All my life I’ve wanted to see the Rue de Rivoli. I suppose it’s the romantic name. It’s silly, because I suppose it’s just a street like any other street. But that’s what I’ve wanted, and I’m never going to see it. Because there isn’t any Paris now, or London, or New York.” 
       He smiled at her gently. “The Rue de Rivoli may still be there, with things in the shop windows and everything. I wouldn’t know if Paris got a bomb or not. Maybe it’s all there still, just as it was, with the sun shining down the street the way you’d want to see it.” She got restlessly to her feet. 
      “That’s not the way I wanted to see it. A city of dead people.”


Seattle


Dwight went forward and found Lieutenant Sunderstrom sitting in the radiation suit complete but for the helmet and the pack of oxygen bottles, smoking a cigarette. 

     “Okay, fella,” he said. “Off you go.” He went upstairs and found the main transmitting room. There were two transmitting desks, each with a towering metal frame of grey radio equipment in front of it. One of these sets was dead and silent, the instruments all at zero. The other set stood by the window, and here the casement had been blown from its hinges and lay across the desk. 
     One end of the window frame projected outside the building and teetered gently in the light breeze. One of the upper corners rested on an overturned Coke bottle on the desk. The transmitting key lay underneath the frame that rested unstably above it, teetering a little in the wind. He reached out and touched it with his gloved hand. The frame rocked on the transmitting key, and the needle of a milli-ammeter upon the set flipped upwards. He released the frame, and the needle fell back.

The End        


     Following a rather exciting road race in which Osborne is the victor, the novel comes to a close with all of the characters given a choice in how they want to face the end. The first option is to wait it out and suffer the effects of a terminal dose of radiation, which the author shares in a detailed description. The second option is far more acceptable in the form of cyanide pills neatly packaged to soothe the nerves. 
     As the cloud descends, the lines get longer at the locations where the pills are being distributed. The Holmes are forced to decide how to take the life of their newborn child before taking their own. Moira also accepts her fate stoically and Commander Towers has made the decision to take the USS Scorpion out to sea and with the crew on board, sink it. His crew agrees to go down with the ship. Moira watches from her car on a cliff as the submarine sails away, then takes the pill.

Analysis


     IMAGE: The novelist creates striking scenes throughout, with detailed descriptions of not just ordinary life as the cloud slowly descends on southern Australia, but the complexity of the surviving military staff to understand its implications. 
     The mission to Seattle is a stark and intriguing center point of the novel that illustrates fate at its finest hour, the Morse code key with the ghost radioman in the form of a dangling windowsill. Note here that the feature-length film directed by Stanley Kramer and released in 1959 by United Artists failed to capture the essence of this most striking imagery of the entire novel, opting for the coke bottle variation instead. It was impossible to recreate visually, only in fictionalized writing.         

     VOICE: The characters clearly show mixed emotions throughout the novel, as seen in the brief scene featuring Dwight Towers and Moira Davidson. The sub commander trying to calm the socialite who is hysterical because she has never been to Paris and now can never go. It stands as a chilling reminder just how quickly fate can turn against even the most self-assured person. 
     CHARACTER: Although many of the ensemble principals appear a little too predictable and stock, they all have moments of expressing their emotions, self-doubts, shortcomings with facing an unfulfilled life. They blame everyone but themselves for the impending doom, especially those who lived in the Northern Hemisphere, where the war began. Others, such as the higher echelon military characters, remain cool headed, still searching for solutions until the very end, knowing all too well there isn’t one. 
      SETTING: Faraway places devastated by thousands of atomic detonations are brought to life and reflected diametrically opposite to the serenity of Australia, the last bastion for humanity. The ominous cloud hangs over not just most of the world but also in the minds of those few remaining who are doomed by its semi-invisible presence, read on a Geiger counter. 
     RESOLUTION: The novel ends predictably with the last of the ensemble one by one signing off. 


Credits

Bio & Photo, http://www.nevilshute.org/ 
Sputnik, https://www.razorrobotics.com/russians-launch-sputnik-satellite-into-space/ 
Berlin Wall, https://news.usc.edu/71860/remembering-the-night-the-berlin-wall-went-up-and-when-it-came-down/ 
Khrushchev, https://writingqueen.wordpress.com/2018/04/30/global-communication-today/ 
A-bomb photo, https://www.mun.ca/biology/scarr/A-bomb_testing_1957.html 
Character Review Notes (edited), https://www.sparknotes.com/lit/onthebeach/characters/ Story Summary (edited), https://www.enotes.com/topics/beach 
On The Beach, e-Pub, https://www.fadedpage.com/showbook.php?pid=20131214 
Coke Bottle, http://mark-markmywords.blogspot.com/2014/09/movie-review-stanley-kramers-on-beach.html 
Film Poster, http://www.gstatic.com/tv/thumb/v22vodart/3072/p3072_v_v8_aa.jpg