When Women Ruled Society...

Yesterday I was watching an interesting documentary about the first native Americans, they were suspected to be Mongolians from Siberia but they have found some skulls older than the ice age that have negroid characteristics most commonly found in East Southern Africa, South Asia and Australia. The only population remains of that era can be found in Tierra del Fuego, an island forming the Southern end tip of South America and according to records of an expedition made to this part of the world in the 30’s they could match the way of daily life and dance rituals performed with the ancient rock paintings where the skulls were found…
Now, what interested me most was that, while the scientists were investigating and matching the way of life of this tribe, with the records from the 30’s and interviews with what seems to be the last 2 women from the same descent, they mentioned a tribal dance that only men were allowed to know about and the reason behind it was that there was a time in a very distant past when women ruled society. So the women should never know, lest the man loose their grip on power. And they mentioned that the same legend is common among aboriginal tribes in Australia.
I KNEW IT!

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/low/sci/tech/430944.stm

Mr. Oscar

I can't hide my joy for the 8 awards Slumdog Millionaire took away last night... I absolutely love Danny Boyle's movies, from Shallow Grave to Trainspotting to A Life Less Ordinary to Slumdog Millionaire, the one thing they have in common is: no matter how low or sad report of life he exhibits, he always leaves us with a high positive note in the end...
And to film the life of Mumbai, well, it could only be a winner!!!
One great moment of the night I think was Dustin Lance Black acceptance speech for Writing Original Screenplay of MILK, the story of California's first openly gay elected official, Harvey Milk. Black - who was wearing a White Knot for marriage equality - spoke about how Milk inspired him:

"When I was 13 years old, my beautiful mother and my father moved me from a conservative Mormon home in San Antonio, Texas, to California, and I heard the story of Harvey Milk. And it gave me hope. It gave me the hope to live my life; it gave me the hope that one day I could live my life openly as who I am and that maybe even I could fall in love and one day get married. (...)
Most of all, if Harvey had not been taken from us 30 years ago, I think he'd want me to say to all of the gay and lesbian kids out there tonight who have been told they are less than by their churches, or by the government, or by their families, that you are beautiful, wonderful creatures of value. And that no matter what anyone tells you, God does love you, and that very soon, I promise you, you will have equal rights federally across this great nation of ours."

Extraordinary!?!

I have a question... What are the boundaries of the extraordinary? What makes something ordinary into special? What is it that makes it all different between disgusting into being distinguished? Well, I think it is the difference itself... Just that - the difference...
I just saw an albino cockroach!!!! And instead of feeling the normal disgust, I was just staring - amazed!