Category: WORLD

Russian builders discover an unusual terracotta head off the Crimean Peninsula.

In Kerch Bay, in the strait that occupies the east coast of the Crimean peninsula, where the Black Sea meets the Sea of Azov, a group of Russian builders are working on a bridge that will eventually join the two coasts. 

But as the workers were moving land on the seabed in order to place the bridge’s foundations, they came across an exceptional find: the head of a 2,500-year-old terracotta statue of a Greek god.

Sergei Olkhovskiy, head of the underwater archaeology unit of the Russian Academy of Sciences wrote on the website of the Crimean Bridge Information Center that “This finding is unique on the northern coast of the Black Sea (…) we believe this head was made in Asia Minor around the 5th century BC,” according to the note published by David Ruiz Marull in the Spanish journal El País.

The archaeological study of the newly discovered “pottery field” began about two years ago, when the bridge was being designed. Since then, underwater excavations have collected more than 60,000 pieces (most of them fragments of ceramic vessels made in the Mediterranean and Asia Minor between the 5th and 3rd centuries BC).

There are many discoveries that challenge the well-established scientific beliefs of evolution, but most of them are being denied or covered-up by the elites who have a certain interest in keeping history as it is.

In 1959, a narrow cave was found in Northern Greece by a shepherd boy. When venturing inside with a couple of local villagers, they’ve discovered the cave was rich in minerals and after further digging inside out of curiosity, the locals found an out of place relic – a human skull embedded in a cave-wall. Later excavations unearthed many fossil remains of pre-humans, animals, and tools made of bone and stone.

The skull was extracted from the Petralona cave where it had been discovered and was furtherly sent to the University Thessaloniki in Greece for a more detailed research. Archaeologists agreed that after a complete study had been conducted, the skull will be sent to the local museum where its history would be known to others.

However, this never happened since the analysis of the skull revealed it had been trapped inside that cave for approximately 700,000 years, making it the oldest human eropeoid of the age ever discovered in Europe. Dr. Paulianos who researched the skull revealed that ‘The Petralona Man’ evolved independently in Europe and he was not a descendent of any of the species that came out of Africa.

In other words, the skull held clear evidence of a different evolutionary path followed by humans in Europe that directly contradicted with the ‘Out of Africa’ theory, a doctrine accepted by modern science.

In 1964, a group of German researchers tried to debunk the findings of Dr. Paulianos by claiming that the skull was nearly 50,000 years old and that it was in fact from a species of humans originating from Africa. However, analysis conducted in 1971 by a team of US researchers showed once again that the Petralona skull was indeed 700,000 years old. They managed to establish the date based on the examination of the caves sediments and stratigraphy.

Scientists from twelve countries ran different tests on the skull. All of them received similar results that credit the work of Dr. Paulino as being correct. Research continued until 1983 when Greece was taken over by a dictatorship which ordered for all remains found in the cave to be deprived of public access, including foreign researchers. That’s when the challenging discovery remained on hold for more than 15 years, and the Greek government offered no viable argument for their decision.

The issue was later taken to court by the Anthropological Society of Greece and scientists were once again given free access to the cave. This was a minor victory whatsoever, since the Ministry of Culture has allegedly tried to get the courts to rule in their favor and once again restrict the access to the site. I know it comes hard to believe from a democratic point of view, but no conclusive argument was given by the Greek government as to why they wanted the cave secured.

Researchers today have determined the skull is that of Homo Erectus, an ancient hominid, but it also has characteristics of Neanderthals and strong European traits as well. According to the latest tests, the skull appears to be either Homo Sapiens or part Homo Sapiens, thus putting the skull in direct conflict with the ‘out of Africa’ theory.

Dr. Poulianos’ findings reject the ‘out of Africa’ theory, reason for why his research was deliberately suppressed in today’s academic circles. The doctor and his wife were also assaulted and injured in their home back in 2012. To dig deeper into the wound, the Greek government deprived him and his team of further access to the cave where he intended to finalize the research. To cover-up the story, a sign has been placed outside the cave stating that the skull discovered inside is 300,000 years old, and Wikipedia today has dated the skull even younger.

The reason why the government of Greece is harshly suppressing the finds of Dr. Paulianos may be obvious for some of you, but to highlight the main idea – if the research conducted so far is proven to be correct, it means that human beings didn’t just originated from Africa; they were found scattered throughout the entire globe, thus proving the entire theory of evolution served by modern science is all but untrue. It’s the same with the Native Americans, where the accepted theory of evolution asserts they came across the Alaskan land bridge into the Americas, while the aboriginals insist their ancestors where always present in the Americas.

Once again, we have further proof that modern history is teaching us some serious lies. It appears that information not fitting into the general accepted paradigm is either being covered-up or dismissed as fables. The skull from Greece proves the scientific path that’s now being followed is rotten and controlled. REAL science should follow the tracks and change the until-now-accepted beliefs where it is the case.

Professor C.G. Nicholas Mascie-Taylor of the University of Cambridge sent a letter to the Ministry of Culture in Greece stating that the correct date of the skull is 700,000 years old instead of 300,000. See the letter below.
The Greek Ministry of Education, Religions, Culture and Sports,

Bouboulinas 20-22,

Athens 106 82,

Greece

5 September 2012

Dear Sir,

I am writing on behalf of the European Anthropological Association, which is the umbrella professional and academic association linking all of the national European biological anthropology and human biology societies, to express our concerns about the conservation of the Petralona Cave and Skull, the misinformation of the dating of the skull, as well as the treatment of personnel associated with the conservation of the Cave.

The bases of our concerns are that the skull has been damaged through many scratches and the crown of a tooth (1st molar) cut off. As requested by Anthropological Association of Greece what is required is a detailed description of the present status of the skull, so that no one in future can arbitrarily damage it further. There is also the problem of dating which has been scientifically dated at about 700,000 years ago not 300,000 as is given at the information desk. There is a very detailed record of the excavations and findings which need to receive further public presentation but which have never been catalogued so as to prevent specimens going missing.

It is very unfortunate that the Greek Archaeological Department stopped Dr Aris Poulianos from further work in the Cave without any explanation. It is also very worrying that Dr Poulianos and his wife were physically attacked and injured in their home earlier this year and the culprits have not been found. He was also verbally abused when attempting to give an invited presentation to teachers and school children.

Senior anthropologists and geologists have also been denied access to the Cave and the specimens for further study on a number of occasions without substantive reasons. Earlier this year there has also been misinformation given to the Greek Parliament concerning financial aspects of the Cave.

I look forward to receiving answers to these questions.

Yours faithfully

Professor C G N Mascie-Taylor MA, PhD, ScD (all Cambridge), FSB, FNAS (Hungary)

Professor of Human Population Biology and Health and President of the European Anthropological Association
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As the daughter of first generation immigrants from Greece I am The American Dream. Although long lost, the passport photo depicting the wide-eyed look of terror in the eyes of my father will forever be ingrained in my memory. 

He and his seven siblings arrived at Ellis Island from a small remote village on Greece’s Peloponnesus. They took one passport picture; I have to wonder if they were too poor to take eight. Before they arrived in the US they hadn’t ventured beyond the boundaries of Kerkezi, their isolated bucolic village; although only miles from the crystal clear blue picturesque Aegean Sea, my father had never seen an open body of water.

Although they left abject poverty during World War II, their adjustment to American life was not always easy. None of them spoke a word of English. Unable to assimilate to the drastic lifestyle change, my grandmother took her own life just shy of her tenth year living in the U.S.

Growing up, my sisters and I used to gather in my eldest sister’s bed at night as my father told us his “village” stories. We would lie together, mouths agape, eyes wide, mesmerized by the harrowing tales of his childhood during the war. 

When we wouldn’t finish our dinner at night, my father would convey to us what hunger felt like by telling us that as a child he would precipitously squeeze on their chickens to see if a premature egg would pop out. He described the eggs as soft, velvety and warm, melting in his mouth like a lighted toasted marshmallow. He would lick each finger clean and pray that these “golden” warm eggs would assuage his atavistic fear of hunger and the persistent rumble of his empty belly.

Our favorite story of all, called “matches”, always began with a prelude of how we (girls) take for granted the smallest necessities which were of monumental importance to him as a child. His family cooked their evening meals with matches which required walking miles in the rugged terrain of the Peloponnesus. On one particular quest for fire, after losing a shoe, his journey became punctuated with bouts of pouring rain. 

The streams swelled as he struggled to make it to his destination. Hopping over rocks and ascending slippery slopes he finally arrived; filthy, scraped, cheeks seared red and icy cold; he was indefatigable. Despite bone-chilling cold and exhaustion, he requested the matches with alacrity, carefully placed them in his pocket, and began the long trek back to his village. As he reached the last 500 yards, one of the streams had swelled and widened. He furiously tried to hop across but slipped on the last green, mossy rock and fell into the water, soaking the box of matches. 

He hobbled home, filthy, exhausted, and with his one-shoed foot, he wept and lamented the fact that his family would not have a warm meal for days. In his primordial quest for fire, he failed. We listened, gobsmacked.

My father was 12 years old when he arrived in the US; he swept floors at the local grocer and was eventually promoted to produce manager. He continued odd jobs to put himself through UC Berkeley, all the while sending money to his father who worked as a priest in Colorado. It was not always easy, his siblings were discomfited when other children hurled pejorative epithets of their family’s “weird” traditions. They were teased, they were bullied, but they remained grateful and proud to grow up Greek-American. 

My father ended up with 3 post graduate degrees, one of them a Ph.D., he eventually wrote a book about his family’s traumatic emigration to America. Despite coming from poverty, starvation, and neglect, they were optimistic for a better future in what they would forever refer to as “the greatest country.” My father returned to Greece in his late twenties and married my mother, a child bride of 19. She was not formally educated but successfully ran her own business, out-earning my father. We lived in a nice home, we took vacations, and college tuition was paid for. They had achieved The American Dream.

Even as a young child, the great disparity between our idyllic childhood and his tumultuous was difficult for me to reconcile. My father’s stories gave me a unique sense of gratitude just to be American; ensconced in a life that was literally and figuratively thousands of miles away from his. Coming to America was not a choice for my father’s family; it was a means of survival.

Freedom and opportunity, however, did come at a price. As months, years, and decades passed, the colorful fabric that made up their cultural traditions slowly began to fade to soft pastel shades; they all yearned for that part of them that died when they embarked on that long journey across the ocean. My mother always told me that there is no greater heartbreak than that of being torn between the love of two countries.

As I see the refugee crisis in Syria, I wonder about the pernicious effect our collective attitudes about immigrants have had on us as Americans. Have we become so desensitized and engrossed by the political discourse that we are more concerned with which party is right or wrong than whether these people live or die? Most of all, I wonder how, seventy years later, unlike my Fathers generation, the immigrants of today have no hope for a better future in “the greatest country.”

When I see the wide-eyed terror in the eyes of these children, I cannot look away because in their eyes I see a part of my very own history. As Americans, we bear the burden of being “The Shining City” on the hill. We are bestowed with the greatest responsibility— because we hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights. My hope is that as Americans, we work together, both at home and abroad, to bestow these immutable basic human rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness to all of those wide-eyed children in need across the globe.