Showing posts with label who are we. Show all posts
Showing posts with label who are we. Show all posts

Saturday, August 8, 2026

DOES HUMAN EVOLUTION CONTINUE?

 


We are all black and Africans. 


People seek their genealogy back to notable progenitors, to gain bragging rights or membership in an organization or clan. 


However, tracing our genealogy back to its origins, we find our roots in the continent of Africa.   




Evolutionary difference required isolation, and that is most visible in Australia.   





People, as well as other animal species, were totally dependent on their environment, and variations occurred as a result of their ability to adapt to varying conditions in different parts of the world.




In the past, evolutionary changes occurred over long time periods, almost imperceptible, because environmental changes took eons.





With the ease of world travel, we are moving toward homogenizing culture, but we could also be moving toward a homogeneous race, sometimes in the distant future.


Today, cultural accommodation appears to have a greater impact on biological adaptation than the environment.





Social evolution has become more visible than physical evolution.   People are becoming increasingly distant from each other due to the prevalence of technology.  




Now people are performative. Their interactions consist of comments on their social media page.


  

What will human adaptation look like in the next century?


With humans no longer tied to an agrarian, hunter-gatherer dependency, you might think the physical evolution of humans was a fait accompli – finished. But we are moving into a brave new world of AI and Crispen.  


 What humanoid existence lies in our future?




the Ol’Buzzard


Saturday, January 28, 2023

DID I RUN AND AM I TIRED?

 

I am feeling my mortality.  I have had a great ride, but the motor on my bike is skipping a beat.  The wind is in my face and I know I am headed for the cliff, but I can’t turn back.  


The Buzzard 2015

Life is nothing but happenstance: two people happen to be at the same place at the same time and decide to have sex.  One of a million sperm happens to penetrate one of thirty possible eggs at just the right time resulting in a pregnancy that is brought to term. 

So here we are.  It is all chance.  A cross word, a previous appointment, a blowjob, or a condom could have altered our existence.

Chaos results in who we end up being.  Changing any one of a thousand choices we have made would have sent us down a different path less traveled, resulting in a different person in a different place at this time. 

 Life is chaos: a butterfly flaps its wings in South America causing a hurricane in the Atlantic. 

Could there be a thousand different me in a thousand different parallel universes living a thousand different lives?   I find that as plausible as heaven and hell.  

the Ol'Buzzard