Jesse Walker | August 29, 2006
Devoutly Muslim Afghans destroy great big Buddhas. Devoutly Christian Eskimos destroy ancient Dorset carvings:
Canada's only major Arctic petroglyph site -- a 1,500-year-old gallery of mysterious faces carved into a soapstone ridge on a tiny island off of Quebec's northern coast -- has been ransacked by vandals in what the region's top archeologist suspects was a religiously motivated attack by devout Christians from a nearby Inuit community.
For years, heritage advocates have sought special protection for the ancient etchings at Qajartalik Island, located about one hour by boat from the 500-resident village of Kangiqsujuaq. Experts believe they were created by the extinct Dorset culture, an artistically advanced civilization that occupied much of the eastern Arctic before they were killed or driven away by the Thule ancestors of modern Inuit....
But the site has been dubbed "the Island of the Stone Devils" because some of the faces -- possibly depicting a Dorset shaman in religious costume -- appear to be adorned with horns. In the past, crosses have been scratched on the "pagan" petroglyphs and some area residents have told researchers they believe the site is infested with evil spirits.
My art history's a little rusty, but I think Duchamp offered the same explanation when he put a mustache on the Mona Lisa.
Anyway, I figure there's two natural libertarian responses to this. One is to call for the privatization of Qajartalik, on the grounds that archeology buffs will do a better job than the government of protecting the north's frozen heritage. The other is to celebrate the cross-carvers, on the grounds that they're rejecting the staid hierarchies of the past and treating human culture as a living conversation to be joined. And of course, those of us who have watched too many horror movies must also consider the possibility that the devil-fearing vandals are right.
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Because they aren't pagan carvings -- that's just what the inuit were calling them
Privatization would be nice, but it's not a condition precedent for insisting that people not go around destroying that which does not belong to them, whether public or private.
We must wipe out the devil worshippers and their artifacts wherever we find them. We shall slay them. We shall erase their footprints from the earth. It is our obligation to our One True Loving God, (insert name).
But of course they will not vandalize all the scrimshaw for sale
in the Inuit stores...
Nose-rubbing ice-dwelling fish-eaters.
And yet, as the members severally shook their heads and
confessed defeat at the Inspector's problem, there was one man in
that gathering who suspected a touch of bizarre familiarity in the
monstrous shape and writing, and who presently told with some
diffidence of the odd trifle he knew. This person was the late
William Channing Webb, Professor of Anthropology in Princeton
University, and an explorer of no slight note. Professor Webb had
been engaged, forty-eight years before, in a tour of Greenland and
Iceland in search of some Runic inscriptions which he failed to
unearth; and whilst high up on the West Greenland coast had
encountered a singular tribe or cult of degenerate Esquimaux whose
religion, a curious form of devil-worship, chilled him with its
deliberate bloodthirstiness and repulsiveness. It was a faith of
which other Esquimaux knew little, and which they mentioned only
with shudders, saying that it had come down from horribly ancient
aeons before ever the world was made. Besides nameless rites and
human sacrifices there were certain queer hereditary rituals
addressed to a supreme elder devil or tornasuk; and of this
Professor Webb had taken a careful phonetic copy from an aged
angekok or wizard-priest, expressing the sounds in Roman letters as
best he knew how. But just now of prime significance was the fetish
which this cult had cherished, and around which they danced when
the aurora leaped high over the ice cliffs. It was, the professor
stated, a very crude bas-relief of stone, comprising a hideous
picture and some cryptic writing. And so far as he could tell, it
was a rough parallel in all essential features of the bestial thing
now lying before the meeting.
This data, received with suspense and astonishment by the assembled
members, proved doubly exciting to Inspector Legrasse; and he began
at once to ply his informant with questions. Having noted and
copied an oral ritual among the swamp cult-worshippers his men had
arrested, he besought the professor to remember as best he might
the syllables taken down amongst the diabolist Esquimaux. There
then followed an exhaustive comparison of details, and a moment of
really awed silence when both detective and scientist agreed on the
virtual identity of the phrase common to two hellish rituals so
many worlds of distance apart. What, in substance, both the
Esquimaux wizards and the Louisiana swamp-priests had chanted to
their kindred idols was something very like this: the
word-divisions being guessed at from traditional breaks in the
phrase as chanted aloud:
We must wipe out the devil worshippers and their artifacts wherever we find them. We shall slay them. We shall erase their footprints from the earth. It is our obligation to our One True Loving God, Whiskey!
Canada needs a lesson from Alcatraz where the US Park Service
maintains all the graffiti and damage done during the AIM
occupation in the early 1970's because it's also part of the
history of Alcatraz Island
Or maybe they should just burn the village to the ground and shoot
all the locals.
Not to brag or anything, but back when I was still a believer, my God was a totally kickass omnipotent deity who could create the universe out of pure thought and alter the very fabric of time and space itself any damn time he wanted. How pathetic do you have to be to worship some wussy loser who can't even handle the threat of a stone carving without your help?
In West Texas they have these fabulous cave paintings out by the Pecos River. I forget how old they are. They have to guard them 24/7 to keep people from putting up grafitti. Man, those evangelical Inuits really must get around.
"Holy cow, that's a cool Lovecraftian take-off!"
Actually, that's not a take-off, that's a direct quote from "The
Call of Cthulhu": http://magnus.gustavsson.se/cthulhu.pdf (see
pages 8-9).
To follow up before the server squirrels take their lunch break, Lovecraft was interested in the Arctic and Antarctic regions and thus they feature in several of his stories.
Thanks SR,
I didn't know Lovecraft was in the public domain. I haven't read
that story in years. I think he gets the prize for darkest writer
of time. I guess growing up Providence will do that to you.
"I didn't know Lovecraft was in the public domain."
The publishing firm Arkham House obtained a legal opinion letter
several years ago finding that Lovecraft's works should be
considered public domain based on the combination of the time of
Lovecraft's death (1937), the apparent failure of Lovecraft's
literary executor (August Derleth) and his successors to file
paperwork with the LOC to preserve the rights through various
amendments of the copyright law, and the tortured history of how
the works were written and published (often there were
collaborative drafts with other authors; Lovecraft borrowed
extensively from earlier writers like Dunsay; many of the stories
were published in pulp magazines that didn't really keep track of
rights in the first place and frequently went out of business
abruptly; etc.). AFAIK, no one has challenged this determination.
(It also certainly helps that Lovecraft died without any direct
descendants and his closest family members hated his writing and
pretty much disowned it.)
Hey - thanks for the Call of Cthulhu url, SR. I think I'll add it to the post.
Though the past is a foreign coutry, parts of it were privatized
long ago. Stephens bought Copan from a CentralAmerican Republic
latifundista for $50 in 1848, and Thompson likewise purchased
Chichen Itza before he dredged its Sacred Well.
If Bamiyan had made the grade as a tourist attraction, the Buddha
would still be standing, and it is not too late to save Mesopotamia
for civilization by turning it into The Mother of All Theme
Parks.
Is it not an excellent thing , to waterslide in triumph through
Persepolis ?
Jennifer,
back when I was still a believer, my God was a totally kickass
omnipotent deity who could create the universe out of pure thought
and alter the very fabric of time and space itself any damn time he
wanted. How pathetic do you have to be to worship some wussy loser
who can't even handle the threat of a stone carving without your
help?
Working off the assumption that your religion was Judaism when you
were a believer, I have only one question: have you ever, ya know,
read the Old Testament/Hebrew Scriptures? Cause there were a lot of
instances of your coreligionists destroying idols at your (and my)
God's behest. In particular, I seem to recall a certain golden calf
being ground up and eaten, while its worshippers were having their
throats cut.
It just cracks me up how many Jews portray Christianity as being
intolerant and irrational, while pretending that their religion has
always been a bastion of tolerance and rationality. As the
Drug-Free America kid would say, we learned it by watching you.
Speaking of "The Call Of Cthulhu..."
http://www.cthulhulives.org/cocmovie/index.html
I picked this up last fall. Besides being the most accurate
translation of Lovecraft put to film, for a movie made by die-hard
fans on a shoestring budget, it's DAMN good.
(Yes. It does feature "Esquimaux" at one point.)
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