these are mbuti pygmies during the nkumbi ceremony in which a girl comes to age after her first, you know, DEAL, and her and her friends all stay in a hut together for a few days and then come out and bash the boy on the head that they like! awesome!
they eat these. blue duikers. little deers. they catch them in huge nets that take a lifetime to make and upkeep.
i once heard a radio interview with a man that had stayed with the pygmies for some time. The woman who was interviewing him asked him a question that went something like:
"why do you suppose there is no crime, theft, murder, insanity, depression among these people? It must be because they don't own anything of value. Their lives are basically meaningless."
and he replied almost screaming "If you had any concept of what life actually means you would take that back. A bow may not mean anything to you, but they spend weeks making one. Thier lives depend on it. There is no crime because their lives are simple and true. Unlike our complicated confused idea of worth."
or some shit like that. i have a bad memory but i remember really liking that dude.
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