I decided not to pursue a career in anthropology for three reasons; it is essentially a job for pigeon-chested, trout-shouldered, socialist dweebs, the few women in the field don't shave their armpits or wash their hair often enough, and it paid for shit - it is for trust-fund babies.
“the flimsiest evidence dug out of the ground will be used by an archaeologist to dream up any number of Marxist fantasies.”
I visited an ancient American Indian dwelling on top of a mesa in Arizona. To get to the top you had to inch along a path that was in places half as wide as my feet. (We weren’t allowed to go up as it was too dangerous.) Every bit of firewood, food and water had to go up this path or be hoisted up. You can imagine how many people died on the way up or down. There was a bronze plaque stating, “Obviously, these people lived up here because of the gorgeous view.” We laughed our asses off.
At a nearby museum were human bones with cut marks indicative of cannibalism. Yeah, they lived up there for the view...sure.
steven lekson is the exception