Since I’ve cooked my head to a rather extensive degree, I’ve found myself with some additional free time because I’m not able to work just yet. I’ve been trying to think of things I am able to do to maintain productivity, and while I do manage to keep myself fairly busy, sometimes I resort to television to occupy my mind.
I recently finished a show on Netflix about Egypt. I won’t specifically name the show or discuss it because I plan to do so for a future post, but watching this did prompt me to consider how disruptive we as human beings are in the context of history.
As most of us are aware, ancient Egypt and the pyramids are phenomena that have absolutely captivated interest from the general public. The intrigue is understandable, considering how absolutely incredible the Egyptians were with their structural achievements. But, there is a fine line between interest and intrusion, and when it comes to ancient Egypt, we have certainly have exhibited more of the latter as opposed to the former.
At one point in this series, archaeologists discovered a rather large tomb that had been buried by repeated sandstorms over the years in the Egyptian desert. They opened it and discovered roughly half a dozen coffins inside, all of which were forced open and examined by this research team. They justify their work by claiming the Egyptian people would have wanted their tombs and possessions to be found and shared with the world today, but I question how they’ve been able to determine this, and furthermore, whether their research is genuine or if it’s a matter of accumulating income.
These people were buried carefully and with utmost respect, so why the hell are we so entitled to unearth them and disturb their peace? Why can we simply not leave well enough alone?
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