Human intelligence – Just a mere 2 million years in evolution?
The real thing (and also many, many, many other things, but that’s not my point right now) that truly separate humans from other species is our intelligence. Compared to any other known species on the Earth, human skull, or more appropriate, human brain to body ratio is abnormally high. No other creatures have the brain capacity that is analogous to humans. What could have caused this?
While having breakfast today, this question popped out in my head, followed very closely by this hypothesis that I have thought up. Could this large ratio (let’s call it an abnormality, at least in evolution terms) be caused by racism?
The issue of racism could very well have begun after the genus Homo (where humans are grouped as) began to diverge into different species (of which the current dominant ones are the species sapiens). As all the different species of humans began to grow, territory became scarce. A tribal war could have ensued, where the weaker species were totally eliminated, leaving a few behind. This competition could have dragged on, until enmity grew into grudge. Tribes of one species could have forbidden communications with those of other human species, and the younger generations were taught to hate the others, in other words, difference.
With a twist of chance (not fate), only one species is left. But this is not the Homo sapiens, not yet anyway. This species soon re-spread their influence over the world (if you believe the hypothesis of all humans began in Africa), and the further they get from homeland, the less likely they return, and soon made permanent settlement. Due to geography, adaptations were made and this species began to evolve races to match their environment.
Then, isolation followed by closely. Continents could have shifted (this, I’m not sure), cutting of any possible contact.
Now, since this species were taught to hate difference, and if one race comes into contact with the other, they would normally shun them. Breeding with the other races could be forbidden. Only interbreeding is allowed. This soon took a toll on the humans’ gene pool.
I have observed that the higher the class of animals, i.e. the more pairs of chromosomes they have, the easier it is for their genes to be spoiled when pure or close-to-pure breeding is employed. In other words, animals of the lower life forms do not suffer damage to their genes even if they were to perform incest, yet pedigree dogs, which are breed through pure breeding with close relatives, suffer a multitude of abnormalities.
Since humans have the most pairs of chromosomes (I think), this interbreeding could cause the genes to be damaged in as little as the next 3 generations. Most abnormalities are fatal, yet maybe some are beneficial (it must be understood that abnormalities does not equal to bad, it just means out of the norm). Beneficial like the abnormally large brain/body ratio. Some could be too large for the body to support, but eventually, a compromise is reached to the current form, after much destruction to the human genes.
So, what do you think?
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Thursday, July 06, 2006
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE TOPS????????!!!!!!
Date, 13/07/2006. Today, I had the rudest awakening in my entire life. I never imagine that I’d see this day, today, happen so soon. All this while, I was under the impression that such bias-ism (whether such word exists is not of debate right now) would only occur when we left this institution, but NOOOOOOOO it had to happen right NOW!
You see, on this day, all the girls were requested (more like dictated, you know, as in a dictator if you ask me) to go to the hall. I had the feeling something fishy is going to come out of this. Well, it turns out it’s not so bad, except for the problem that it’s worst than I expected. All the girls were given instructions, (maybe I’m being a little too kind, change that to force-fed) on how to behave. There were not more than 30 rules to be followed, which included no running, no raising the voice, no tapping on boy’s shoulder, cannot stand near boy’s, bla bla bla… you know, the norm with such rule-makers.
Okay, before you Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters throw me into a vat of radioactive waste materials; let me state my stand first.
First, I DO SUPPORT the rules dished out by the admin, to a certain extent that is. Second, I DO understand the predicament of the admin. Third, I DO understand that what the admin are doing is for our own sake. Fourth, I DO understand that I don’t really understand how in earth does the degree of their understanding on understanding the way we understand ourselves as opposed to their understanding on their fictional understand on our understanding of this un-understanding situation. Understand? No? I don’t either, but we do understand each other now, Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters, don’t we?
After 3 I DO’s (heck, sounds like a wedding vow) and lots of cannot be understood understandings, now let the other side of me to talk. After all, Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters always tell this side to understand the admin, but must it be every time? Shouldn’t the other party be understood too?
The other party case:Let’s see, which one do we pick… I know! Let’s start with the running and raising voice thingy. What, girls aren’t supposed to run? What do they do? Walk politely (definition, the admin’s polite) around the area? Half an inch for every step? You gotta be kidding me. But NOOO, they’re not. Then the talking part. Errr, I don’t really get this part, you know. Although it looks nice in the movies when the supporting actresses speak in soft voice, but in reality, it’s just not practical! Some girls speak with such authority that I am in dire need of a hearing aid just to hear them speak in their miniscule 1 decibel voice. Fortunately, most girls talk in audible tones, or else I’ll basically just have to literally pull out my ear drum and insert into their voice box just to hear them. But I digress. But then again, maybe such a doomsday scenario may occur now that such a ruling is employed.
Come to think of it, now that girls have to speak softer than a statue, the guys have to move closer just to make sense of what their other counterpart is trying to project. This presents another headache. One of the rules states that girls must not be near to any boys. I don’t know how “near” is defined, but I think that it includes from 500 meters (okay, okay, maybe just a little exaggerated, make that 10 cm) to touching. And that’s exactly the distance which the guys need to get into just to catch anything that makes sense form the girls mouth. Come to think of it, again, since the girls have to speak in such inaudible “noise”, how are they going to call other people, since their loud-silence calls cannot get anyone’s attention, nor can they physically tap lightly, gently and briefly on shoulder’s? Heck, since they can’t touch any boys, how are they going to survive Canteen-Time? Sit there and wait for the boys to disperse, which equals to recess over, and then buy food which at that time would have been totally wiped clean by the boys. Is the admin going to segregate male and female (now, 1 2 3, booooooo sexists!), or maybe everyone are given full-body-radioactive protection suits? Right now, I’m giggling madly the entire while typing this paragraph. Soon, the guys may just be disinterested in conversing with the girls. Maybe, that’s what The Others wanted. But let’s just leave that to Agent Mulder and Scully (The X-files intro music playing)
Then, there are some rules which are biased against the girls, and also claerly insults the guys. Stuff like no shorts, skirts below the knees sort of stuff. Not that I’m encouraging hot pants and mini skirts, but there are just circumstances where it is not feasible to wear long track bottoms or skirts that mops the floor. If Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters say adapt to the circumstances, I have this to ask, why don’t you do it first? But I “ascend” to their level of debate. Back to the topic, so what if girls wear such attire to school? Okay, maybe uniforms are uniforms (I totally respect uniforms, so if anyone suggest mini-hot pants for established uniforms, I’m joining the Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters in whacking you, even if they’re still after me) and also that certain area must be respected by wearing proper attire, but what I’m trying to question here are the reason they implement these rules. It’s as if they’re saying that all guys are lust maniacs, 24-7 thinking about lusts. Well, maybe for those supporters (since it takes a greater one to know one, maybe imagine one), but, HELLO, wake up will you? Do you think all guys are so free to think such stuff? Do you think that guys don’t have anything better to do but think lusty stuff when they see girls in that attire? Can’t they just be admiring the fashion, and not fantasizing (although the fashion part may be a little far-fetched, but still…possible)? Jeez, the understanding of some people keeps astounding me.
If any of Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters as so much suggests that this is to ensure that no lusty and pervert guys are made, think again (I would have written a much more emotionally charged word, but maybe ‘think again’ would be a better replacement than ‘CENSORED you!’)! Time and again, it has been proven that it is the LARGER and more POWER holding part of society that creates such monsters. Shielding, and not exposing, them for elements that they deem… ‘Alien’ (e.g. like those attires mentioned before) only made them lust for more. You see, those who are exposed to such things and also educated on how to handle such emotions properly hardly look twice when facing such situation, even less thinking about it. In another way, they’ve come to know that beauty on the surface is nothing, so why waste time drooling around and fantasizing? Just glance once, acknowledge the person, and continue on their business. Now, in contrast, the shielded person usually drools and drools until we have to build another Ark for the massive flood, not to mention continuously eye lustily and fantasize like nobodies business, heck, even act physically disrespectfully on even decently (again, in supporter’s terms) dressed lady.
Then, another reason for doing so, they claim, is that they spotted too maybe couples in intimate with each other. So? How intimate can they be? Holding hands and hugs are the furthest I’ve seen in public and not other kind of over-the-edge stunts. If they’re worried that we may act the over-the-edge stunts when exposed to such hand-holding-hug things, then I assured you, we will not. To quote your own words (yes, YOU supporters’ words), whatever that is not seen by them, they will not know. So, let me ask you back, we did not see such over-the-edge stunts happen in the public, are we going to know how to do it? How do you implicate such holding-hand-hug to tapping on shoulder? It baffles me, it really do. And if you say that I’m just being stupid, you’re inadvertently eating back at your own words, because I’m just like you, humans.
On their final defense, supporters may say that they know what’s best for “the girls and boys” by shielding them from the elements. I say, why don’t you help and guide them, instead of dictating your values and understanding to them? If the high-ups, tops, admin whatever still don’t get that phrase, let me rephrase it in another sense:
“If God is so powerful and good, why doesn’t He just destroy all the evil and let just the good live?”
…
Stun?
You should be. Why? Why doesn’t He just destroy all evil? The reason is, because he loves us all. As much as a parent loves their child. If you had a child, and the child wants to skateboard, do you stop the child from learning part of the meaning of life, that is pain, just because you’re afraid the child will fall? Do you take away all the sense of responsibility and fun and life out from the child just to protect? What do you left if you do that? An empty shell, no longer a child, but just a creature that is so void and lifeless that even a robot crudely made from cold hard tin felt much warmer. Is this love?
Or maybe do you let the child skateboard, and fall, but you will always be there to guide and help the child to rise back on two feet? To continue to skate, and maybe fall a few more times, all the while guiding the child, until the child grows and finally overcome the fall? Which is the better option? Just how much do you love those “girls and boys”?
Date, 13/07/2006. Today, I had the rudest awakening in my entire life. I never imagine that I’d see this day, today, happen so soon. All this while, I was under the impression that such bias-ism (whether such word exists is not of debate right now) would only occur when we left this institution, but NOOOOOOOO it had to happen right NOW!
You see, on this day, all the girls were requested (more like dictated, you know, as in a dictator if you ask me) to go to the hall. I had the feeling something fishy is going to come out of this. Well, it turns out it’s not so bad, except for the problem that it’s worst than I expected. All the girls were given instructions, (maybe I’m being a little too kind, change that to force-fed) on how to behave. There were not more than 30 rules to be followed, which included no running, no raising the voice, no tapping on boy’s shoulder, cannot stand near boy’s, bla bla bla… you know, the norm with such rule-makers.
Okay, before you Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters throw me into a vat of radioactive waste materials; let me state my stand first.
First, I DO SUPPORT the rules dished out by the admin, to a certain extent that is. Second, I DO understand the predicament of the admin. Third, I DO understand that what the admin are doing is for our own sake. Fourth, I DO understand that I don’t really understand how in earth does the degree of their understanding on understanding the way we understand ourselves as opposed to their understanding on their fictional understand on our understanding of this un-understanding situation. Understand? No? I don’t either, but we do understand each other now, Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters, don’t we?
After 3 I DO’s (heck, sounds like a wedding vow) and lots of cannot be understood understandings, now let the other side of me to talk. After all, Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters always tell this side to understand the admin, but must it be every time? Shouldn’t the other party be understood too?
The other party case:Let’s see, which one do we pick… I know! Let’s start with the running and raising voice thingy. What, girls aren’t supposed to run? What do they do? Walk politely (definition, the admin’s polite) around the area? Half an inch for every step? You gotta be kidding me. But NOOO, they’re not. Then the talking part. Errr, I don’t really get this part, you know. Although it looks nice in the movies when the supporting actresses speak in soft voice, but in reality, it’s just not practical! Some girls speak with such authority that I am in dire need of a hearing aid just to hear them speak in their miniscule 1 decibel voice. Fortunately, most girls talk in audible tones, or else I’ll basically just have to literally pull out my ear drum and insert into their voice box just to hear them. But I digress. But then again, maybe such a doomsday scenario may occur now that such a ruling is employed.
Come to think of it, now that girls have to speak softer than a statue, the guys have to move closer just to make sense of what their other counterpart is trying to project. This presents another headache. One of the rules states that girls must not be near to any boys. I don’t know how “near” is defined, but I think that it includes from 500 meters (okay, okay, maybe just a little exaggerated, make that 10 cm) to touching. And that’s exactly the distance which the guys need to get into just to catch anything that makes sense form the girls mouth. Come to think of it, again, since the girls have to speak in such inaudible “noise”, how are they going to call other people, since their loud-silence calls cannot get anyone’s attention, nor can they physically tap lightly, gently and briefly on shoulder’s? Heck, since they can’t touch any boys, how are they going to survive Canteen-Time? Sit there and wait for the boys to disperse, which equals to recess over, and then buy food which at that time would have been totally wiped clean by the boys. Is the admin going to segregate male and female (now, 1 2 3, booooooo sexists!), or maybe everyone are given full-body-radioactive protection suits? Right now, I’m giggling madly the entire while typing this paragraph. Soon, the guys may just be disinterested in conversing with the girls. Maybe, that’s what The Others wanted. But let’s just leave that to Agent Mulder and Scully (The X-files intro music playing)
Then, there are some rules which are biased against the girls, and also claerly insults the guys. Stuff like no shorts, skirts below the knees sort of stuff. Not that I’m encouraging hot pants and mini skirts, but there are just circumstances where it is not feasible to wear long track bottoms or skirts that mops the floor. If Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters say adapt to the circumstances, I have this to ask, why don’t you do it first? But I “ascend” to their level of debate. Back to the topic, so what if girls wear such attire to school? Okay, maybe uniforms are uniforms (I totally respect uniforms, so if anyone suggest mini-hot pants for established uniforms, I’m joining the Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters in whacking you, even if they’re still after me) and also that certain area must be respected by wearing proper attire, but what I’m trying to question here are the reason they implement these rules. It’s as if they’re saying that all guys are lust maniacs, 24-7 thinking about lusts. Well, maybe for those supporters (since it takes a greater one to know one, maybe imagine one), but, HELLO, wake up will you? Do you think all guys are so free to think such stuff? Do you think that guys don’t have anything better to do but think lusty stuff when they see girls in that attire? Can’t they just be admiring the fashion, and not fantasizing (although the fashion part may be a little far-fetched, but still…possible)? Jeez, the understanding of some people keeps astounding me.
If any of Support-to-admin-no-matter-how-funny-the-rules-are-even-after-careful-LOGICAL-BRAINSTORMING supporters as so much suggests that this is to ensure that no lusty and pervert guys are made, think again (I would have written a much more emotionally charged word, but maybe ‘think again’ would be a better replacement than ‘CENSORED you!’)! Time and again, it has been proven that it is the LARGER and more POWER holding part of society that creates such monsters. Shielding, and not exposing, them for elements that they deem… ‘Alien’ (e.g. like those attires mentioned before) only made them lust for more. You see, those who are exposed to such things and also educated on how to handle such emotions properly hardly look twice when facing such situation, even less thinking about it. In another way, they’ve come to know that beauty on the surface is nothing, so why waste time drooling around and fantasizing? Just glance once, acknowledge the person, and continue on their business. Now, in contrast, the shielded person usually drools and drools until we have to build another Ark for the massive flood, not to mention continuously eye lustily and fantasize like nobodies business, heck, even act physically disrespectfully on even decently (again, in supporter’s terms) dressed lady.
Then, another reason for doing so, they claim, is that they spotted too maybe couples in intimate with each other. So? How intimate can they be? Holding hands and hugs are the furthest I’ve seen in public and not other kind of over-the-edge stunts. If they’re worried that we may act the over-the-edge stunts when exposed to such hand-holding-hug things, then I assured you, we will not. To quote your own words (yes, YOU supporters’ words), whatever that is not seen by them, they will not know. So, let me ask you back, we did not see such over-the-edge stunts happen in the public, are we going to know how to do it? How do you implicate such holding-hand-hug to tapping on shoulder? It baffles me, it really do. And if you say that I’m just being stupid, you’re inadvertently eating back at your own words, because I’m just like you, humans.
On their final defense, supporters may say that they know what’s best for “the girls and boys” by shielding them from the elements. I say, why don’t you help and guide them, instead of dictating your values and understanding to them? If the high-ups, tops, admin whatever still don’t get that phrase, let me rephrase it in another sense:
“If God is so powerful and good, why doesn’t He just destroy all the evil and let just the good live?”
…
Stun?
You should be. Why? Why doesn’t He just destroy all evil? The reason is, because he loves us all. As much as a parent loves their child. If you had a child, and the child wants to skateboard, do you stop the child from learning part of the meaning of life, that is pain, just because you’re afraid the child will fall? Do you take away all the sense of responsibility and fun and life out from the child just to protect? What do you left if you do that? An empty shell, no longer a child, but just a creature that is so void and lifeless that even a robot crudely made from cold hard tin felt much warmer. Is this love?
Or maybe do you let the child skateboard, and fall, but you will always be there to guide and help the child to rise back on two feet? To continue to skate, and maybe fall a few more times, all the while guiding the child, until the child grows and finally overcome the fall? Which is the better option? Just how much do you love those “girls and boys”?
Friday, June 30, 2006
My very first blog!!! Now, let’s see what I should do with all those empty space in here. Mmmpppphhhhh….An hour later…Still thinking…Another hour later…Well, I could start from when I woke up. The alarm clock did not ring again, as usual. All I got from it was a muffled sound, something like beating a drum with holes on its surface. Still, thanks to my own body clock, I woke up and slam off the clock with its imaginary ringing. Maybe I shouldn’t treat it so harshly. After all, it had been serving me for nearly 3-4 years already, plus all those accidental crash on the floor. What? You don’t believe me? I swear, I don’t abuse alarm clocks! THEY abuse me! Anyway, its all those routine zombie-walking, bumping into wall, brushing teeth with half-opened eyes, etc, etc. However, today’s breakfast menu’s different. I had a piece of chocolate cake and a cup of cappuccino. Nice! I don’t usually have those for breakfast, but since today’s a special day, I need that high glucose, caffeine concoction, adrenaline pump.
The gate’s locked again! Crap, I had to walk all the way to the other end of the building just to get into my class, which means that I had to walk all the way back to the other end of the building on the second floor, near the locked gate, before entering my class. Sigh.
At the end of the second period, I was beginning to get worried. Where’s he? My partner and I are supposed to do a PowerPoint presentation today, but I still don’t see him! ABSENT!!!!!!!!????????? NO! I’ve prepared everything, done the entire typing job, and all he had to do was just to present his part of the presentation, and he chickened out at the LAST MINUTE???!!!!! THAT’S IT! I’m doing a solo job this time. Basically, all this time it’s just me, no we. Fine. On the other hand, this could the right time to execute Project Dragon.
The third bell rang, and it’s presentation time. After the laptop and projector were set up, I began. And what an unlucky start. The opening credits, perfectly timed in my computer, went haywired during the presentation. Well, at least my name could be viewed for that first few seconds.
It’s only the third slide when the teacher commented on my stutter. O great, the very one thing that I could not overcome. It’s not that I am nervous, (come to think of it, this is the first time I’m not nervous when talking in front of the class. So far, so good for Project Dragon.) but, maybe my adrenaline’s a wee bit too much. Maybe I shouldn’t eat that chocolate cake…nah. The intended jokes hit the spot, much to my relieve, the ideas and sentences flowed quite smooth (though with those stutterring, maybe its not so smooth) but I began to get a little panic when I present the part that my partner supposedly PROMISE to present. Still, I pulled it quite well, for an impromptu presentation.
Basically, I did quite well, even the teacher commented that the content was complete. However, he said my presentation skills are bad, marred by my constant fast-paced stutter. Well, one thing at a time. Project Dragon can be considered began with an explosive start.
The gate’s locked again! Crap, I had to walk all the way to the other end of the building just to get into my class, which means that I had to walk all the way back to the other end of the building on the second floor, near the locked gate, before entering my class. Sigh.
At the end of the second period, I was beginning to get worried. Where’s he? My partner and I are supposed to do a PowerPoint presentation today, but I still don’t see him! ABSENT!!!!!!!!????????? NO! I’ve prepared everything, done the entire typing job, and all he had to do was just to present his part of the presentation, and he chickened out at the LAST MINUTE???!!!!! THAT’S IT! I’m doing a solo job this time. Basically, all this time it’s just me, no we. Fine. On the other hand, this could the right time to execute Project Dragon.
The third bell rang, and it’s presentation time. After the laptop and projector were set up, I began. And what an unlucky start. The opening credits, perfectly timed in my computer, went haywired during the presentation. Well, at least my name could be viewed for that first few seconds.
It’s only the third slide when the teacher commented on my stutter. O great, the very one thing that I could not overcome. It’s not that I am nervous, (come to think of it, this is the first time I’m not nervous when talking in front of the class. So far, so good for Project Dragon.) but, maybe my adrenaline’s a wee bit too much. Maybe I shouldn’t eat that chocolate cake…nah. The intended jokes hit the spot, much to my relieve, the ideas and sentences flowed quite smooth (though with those stutterring, maybe its not so smooth) but I began to get a little panic when I present the part that my partner supposedly PROMISE to present. Still, I pulled it quite well, for an impromptu presentation.
Basically, I did quite well, even the teacher commented that the content was complete. However, he said my presentation skills are bad, marred by my constant fast-paced stutter. Well, one thing at a time. Project Dragon can be considered began with an explosive start.
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