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The Daily Show

The Daily Show was a unique and memorable experience. . . . Ill never forget it.

I was scared and apprehensive before I got to New York, but by the time the process started I was more excited than terrified. A frantic re-reading of The Great Warming reminded me of some of the things I had said, especially facts and figures, but other than that I didn't prepare at all.

The process starts at 3, when you have a phone conversation with the very charming producer. She questioned me about the book, asked questions, then told me that she had no idea what Jon Stewart would ask me, which was not exactly reassuring!

A car picks you up at 5.15 and transports you to a warehouse-like building by the East River. You are greeted warmly and shown into a green room, which is reserved for guests, complete with a large flat screen TV. The producer introduces herself and tells you you must not tell jokes. That's their job. She was wonderful at putting you at your ease. At 5.40 I was in make up for a few minutes--just some powder to remove shininess on my forehead. At 5.50, Jon Stewart pops into the green room and shakes hands. He asks me two questions,. one funny, the other serious. Clearly, he was sizing me up and fortunately we "clicked." He was very friendly, which put me at ease, but I noticed his expressive eyes, which changed as he shifted from humor to serious issues. This, I realized, was the way he would cue me on stage.

And so it proved. We sat and watched the show through the second commercial break and had a good laugh, so much so that it was no big deal being led through the wings for one's appearance. The studio is quite small, with about 200 people in the audience in bleachers, who were noisy and enthusiastic, a marvelous backdrop. Then the interview, which lasted about 5 minutes. It was more of a conversation that an interview, for we looked into each other's eyes and ad-libbed. He took the questioning one way, I would steer it back, but in the end the chemistry was wonderful and I enjoyed every moment of it. You get so involved in the conversation that you become oblivious of the audience and anyone but Jon Stewart.

We could have gone on for a long time without effort, for I was mesmerized by his intelligence and ability to switch from being screamingly funny to deadly serious in seconds. It looked effortless, but was the result of intense preparation. He had read the book and zeroed in on the issues without hesitation.

It's easy to be mesmerized by celebrities, but this time I was not in awe, but truly seduced by an extraordinary interviewer. This is a truly remarkable human being I feel very privileged to have had this experience and will never forget it. And what was nice is that the audience appreciated it.

And to cap it all, Lesley, my wife, took charge of my wardrobe and ensured that I looked good. The adrenalin rush was with me for at least 12 hours afterward, and I am still in disbelief that I was on the Daily Show, just for a few minutes in the Big Time.


Elephants in the Climatic Room

Silent elephants in the climatic room. . . . On a book tour earlier this week, I was surprised how people reacted to this metaphor, which came from a memorable experience by the banks of the Zambezi River in Central Africa many years ago, when I walked into the midst of a herd of elephants. What I remember is just how quiet they were, and that's how I find so very characteristic of discussions about future droughts. If computer projections are to be believed--and they are very sophisticated these days and becoming more so--the world is in for a dose of drought on a scale we have never witnessed before. And this is something that we simply don't talk about except in rather general terms. In many ways, however, drought is a shorter-term problem than rising sea levels and warming, for we are likely to be exposed to much more severe aridity, especially in currently semi-arid parts of the world by 2150 to 2100. I think drought very much is a problem for the moment and not one that one wrestles with in the abstract as an issue for our great-grandchildren. Yet public awareness of the need for water conservation and the dangers of drought is still very muted, why is why I wish the elephants would make a little more noise.

I've just been reading about ancient Australia, in a new and thought-provoking book by Peter Hiscock, The Archaeology of Ancient Australia, which treats extensively of the responses of Aboriginal groups to arid environments. He stresses that beliefs and ritual were of vital importance in helping people adjust to climatic events, a subject we often neglected, and very much another silent elephant in climatic debates. Obviously, it's hard to reconstruct intangible beliefs from material objects, but in Australian rock art and the so-called Dreamtime, we have a potential archive of great value.

Off to New York for the Daily Show on Sunday. I alternate between excitement and sheer terror.

Stonehenge and other things

They're at it again with Stonehenge. You may recall that about three months ago the British Government announced that it would not proceed with an ambitious scheme to bury an adjoining major trunk road in a tunnel on the grounds of expense. The road, known locally as the A303, is already overburdened with traffic between London and a booming southwestern England. Now Tesco, the British grocery giant, has announced plans to build a huge warehouse distribution center at nearby Andover. When last I traveled between Los Angeles and Phoenix by road, I spent much of time overtaking Wal-Mart trucks traveling between distribution centers and stores. If the Tesco warehouse goes ahead, a torrent of large trucks will flow on to the A303 day-and-night, adding even more to the catastrophic overcrowding on this already overstressed highway. Stonehenge, an icon of Britain's long past, will suffer even more from noise and pollution. And quite apart from the serious economic issues--and make no mistake, they really are very important indeed--one continues to be amazed at the shortsightedness of government. Surely you must look at the future of Stonehenge from a long-term perspective, and not just as a matter of short-term budgeting. Can you imagine how much a scheme like this, or its still unplanned alternative, will cost in, say, ten years?

Archaeology is unimportant to many governments in the larger scheme of things, which is hardly surprising given a public raised on Indiana Jones, The Mummy, Lara Cruft, and now 10,000 B.C. The latter is a masterpiece of vapid disaster, thought up by the filmmaker Roland Emmerich, who brought us Independence Day. Saber-toothed tigers in 10,000 B.C.? Give us a break! But when it comes to Hollywood and entertainment, everything goes. This is, in the final analysis, popular entertainment in the genre of tacky 1950s epics which starred Victor Mature, or that perennial favorite, Kirk Douglas in The Vikings. Let's just hope that people are smart enough to realize that archaeology paints a very different picture of ancient times and of our forebears. I'm not holding my breath in a world where many people equate archaeology not with ancient people, but with dinosaurs.

I've just learned that I'm going on The Daily Show on March 17 to talk about The Great Warming. In my wildest dreams, I never thought I would ever appear on a national talk show, let alone Jon Stewart. Wow!

Lamont Doherty

I just returned from a visit to the Lamont-Doherty Earth Science Center, which is one of the most important institutions that studies climate change. Deep sea cores, ice borings, tree-rings--they work on almost everything with a strong multidisciplinary emphasis. Every Friday, they have a colloquium, which has run continually every academic year since the 1950s, but I suspect I am one of the few archaeologists ever to speak to it. About 150 people came--faculty, researchers, and students. I spoke about the Medieval Warm Period and drought, mainly stressing the opportunities for collaboration with archaeologists that lie ahead. It went down well, I think, but the main benefit for me was a chance to interact with a series of really heavy duty researchers, each world authorities on such topics as deep sea cores and El Ninos. By the end of the day, I was exhausted, but I had learned a tremendous amount. I was also very flattered by the kind words they said about my climate change books.

Tomorrow is publication day for The Great Warming, finally after months of editing, revision, copy edits, and proofs. In a way it's an anticlimax, for I basically closed the text nearly a year ago. But the memories of the research come cascading back as I talk about the warm centuries in lectures--visiting the University of Arizona tree-ring laboratory, the brilliant white light of the Far North, the moiae, the great ancestral statues of Easter Island gazing out at the endless ocean. Every book has its cherished memories, which is what makes them worth writing. And one meets so many nice, interesting people along the way. Now I am bracing myself--to use a ghastly media expression--for the usual onslaught of nitpickers and people who delight in finding errors on page 86, line 4... . But the reviews have been good so far.


Drought and climate change

I'm just back from a lightning trip to Barcelona, where I gave a keynote address to the Catalan Climate Change Conference. Apart from getting a nasty and long lasting cold, it was a wonderful experience. The all-day session was the culmination of a year-long planning process and involved about 550 people from cities, local governments, and non-profits in Catalonia concerned with long-term planning for climate change in the future. It was a wonderful experience to interact with people with a genuine, serious, and profound interest in planning for climatic change.

I spoke about the Medieval Warm Period and the worldwide droughts that occurred between A.D. 800 and 1200, and, as I did in the book, then talked about the implications of the warming of a thousand years ago for our present era of warming. Much of the lecture was about droughts ancient and projected for the future, which resonated strongly with my audience. Catalonia, like the rest of Spain, is deeply concerned about aridity indeed the area is in the midst of a multiyear drought. They are talking of shipping in water, which cannot be a permanent solution to the water shortage problem. Apparently, the situation is compounded by large numbers of illegal wells, which are drawing down an already stressed water table. Much of the discussion at the all-day session was about changing social attitudes toward climate change and about infrastructure needs. I was struck at how little mention there was of drought and water, which indeed seems to be the "silent elephant in the climatic room" here and elsewhere.

I don't think that many in the audience had thought of archaeology as anything more than a way of discovering ancient civilizations and analyzing human evolution. It seemed to be a real eye opener to them that the study of the remote past has important lessons for the challenges we face with climatic change now and in the future. We archaeologists don't get involved in discussions about climate change nearly as much as we should. Indeed, I'm struck when I talk to paleoclimatologists just how few of them ever think about the impact of climate change on people in the past. Even archaeologists themselves have still done little to study climate as a factor in the major developments of the past. This is something that is still little studied, although this is changing as we become ever more concerned about global warming, and ever more fine-grained climatic information comes to hand. Much of the concern in the Catalonia conference was with self-sustainability, which is something which archaeologists think about a lot of the time--but the wider audience is unaware of this.

What's exciting is that I seem to be lecturing to more and more totally non-archaeological audiences. Almost invariably, they are very excited about the potential of archaeology for better understanding human responses to climate change. We still have a lot to learn about the past which is relevant to today and tomorrow--provided we get away from the Indiana Jones image that Hollywood has unwittingly, and entertainingly, pinned upon us.

Moi - a Boasian?

Doing what I do in archaeology, I've become pretty immune to criticism, some of it valuable, some of it definitely out in left field. But occasionally one wonders where peoples' minds are, especially when they attribute some bizarre theoretical bias to one that bears no resemblance to reality.

Case in point--the Mystery of the Late Boasian . . .

Afriend of mine, who regards archaeology as a harmless pursuit, happened to find anentry about me in Wikipedia. Hee-mailed me to ask what the anonymous writer meant when he described me asbeing strongly criticized for being “a later member of the Boasian school, moreinterested in tracking objects on a grid than explaining similarities amongobjects found in various places.” I was also astounded to learn that I am acritic of non-traditional archaeology.

I appear to have sinned grievously in thewriter’s mind, and normally ignore these things, but I am curious. Can anyone tellme exactly what being a later member of the Boasian school means? Although I havehad the pleasure of meeting at least two people who studied under thislegendary anthropologist at Columbia, I’ve never read any of his work, indeedhave had no call to do so. And I think I’ve been far more critical of traditionalarchaeology than the non-traditional, perhaps more so than many of mycolleagues, witness some of my articles in Archaeology Magazine.

Strange are the ways of those who seem to read theoreticalapproaches and biasses into everything! If you write for the general public, you can ill afford to wear theoretical blinkers, for, after all, your primary goal is to tell an interesting, scientifically accurate story. And you're not going to get very far if you espouse putting artifacts on a grid or espousing some esoteric theory, which is of interest to half a dozen people or so, and is, in the final analysis, merely a researcher's way of formulating his or her data.


But Boas-- now that's really reaching back into antiquity....

One person., one moment . . .

Archaeology is usually an anonymous science, concerned more with general impressions of ancient societies rather than individuals and their daily round. Yes, we have Tutankhamun, the Maya Lord Pacal, and the Lords of Sipan, but they're the elite. It's very rarely that we are lucky enough to be able to peer into the lives of ordinary people, who lived out their lives far from the historical spotlight. The most famous of such individuals is, of course, the Bronze Age Ice Man, who was deep frozen high in the Alps over 5,000 years ago. Thanks to modern medical science, we know more about him than he did himself.

There are other, less spectacular discoveries, which also give us momentary glances into individual lives--an Australian Aborigine near what is now Sydney speared to death four centuries ago, and the fifteenth century mass burial of ghastly casualties from the Battle of Towton in northeast England, with its evidence of brutal, mass butchery, to mention only two examples. Then there's a humble collection of stone and bone artifacts from a 14,000 year-old hunting camp on the banks of the Jordan river, which tells a prosaic but fascinating tale . . .

Phillip Edwards of Le Trobe University was digging at the Wadi Hammah site, a camp used by Natufian people north of the Dead Sea soon after the end of the Ice Age. The Natufians--named after a site in Israel--are famous for their expertise with wild plant foods. Their descendants were some of the first farmers in the world. Expert foragers, the Natufians often lived at the same locations for prolonged periods of time, hunting gazelle and other animals and exploiting fall nut harvests. They also harvested stands of wild grasses with stone-bladed bone sickles. Excavating two large oval huts, Edwards uncovered a small concentration of artifacts lying on an earthen floor, so close together that they were probably carried in a hide bag or pouch. The only trace of the organic material that made up the bag was a thin layer of white sediment. The tools included an intact bone sickle, a carefully shaped piece of toolmaking stone used to fabricate small, thin blades, and 21 half-moon shaped small tools called "microliths" by archaeologists. These were mounted in arrows and on spears. The cache also included two polished pebbles and some perforated gazelle toe bones, whose purpose is a mystery.

The inhabitants of Wadi Hammah lived at a location where several ecological zones were within easy reach of their valley camp. Matthews believes that the small toolkit belonged to someone who spent his (or possibly her) days constantly on the move, with a small variety of important tools close to hand in a bag. Everything was portable and lightweight, ready for use at a moment's notice. Such simplicity is appropriate for a mobile lifeway, where everyone used only a small range of artifacts. How few? Judging from the San hunter-gatherers of the Kalahari Desert in southern Africa, who had a mere two dozen artifacts that were used by men or women, the Natufians, for all their dwelling in one place for prolonged intervals, also had a small toolkit, appropriate for people who spent much of their lives on the move.

I love discoveries like these, for they provide us with the all important, if transitory portraits of our remote forebears.

The Great Warming

"The peacocks danced at eventide", wrote the sixth-century Indian writer Subdandhu of the onset of the monsoon. The monsoon is much more than a matter of meteorology in India and Pakistan. The very fabric of human existence unfolds around two seasons--the wet and the dry. The wet season brings warm, moist conditions and heavy rain, carried by the monsoon winds blowing inland from the ocean. The other half of the year, the arid season, enjoys cool, dry air from the north. The coming of the monsoon is a highlight of the year to those who suffered through the buildup after the pleasant winter months--weeks of torrid heat. Colonel Edward Tennant of the British East India Company wrote in 1886: "The sly, instead of its brilliant blue, assumes the sullen tint of lead. . . . The days become overcast and hot, banks of clouds rise over the ocean to the west. . . . At last the sudden lightning flash among the hills, and shoot through the clouds that overhang the sea, and with a crash of thunder the monsoon bursts over the hungry land." My father was a civil servant in the British Raj in the Punjab during the 1920s. Even in his extreme old age, he could vividly recall the most epochal day of the year, when India became cold and grey, like distant England.
Generations of meteorologists have tried to forecast monsoons, notable among them Sir Gilbert Walker, a brilliant statistician with a passion for flutes and atmospheric pressure, who is remembered for his discovery of the Southern Oscillation, the driving force behind El Nino and its opposite cousin, La Nina. There is now fairly general Agreement that monsoon failures sometimes, but not invariably, coincide with El Nino conditions in the Pacific, as was the case with the terrible famine and monsoon failure of 1875-6, which killed tens of thousands and ravaged at least a third of Bengal. While much of India starved, the British Raj was busy exporting grain to the world market. Meanwhile, the Viceroy, the eccentric and erratic Lord Lytton, who happened to be Queen Victoria's favorite poet, was preoccupied with a gigantic durbar in Delhi, which included a week-long feast for 68,000 maharajahs and officials. An English journalist estimated that at least 100,000 rural farmers perished during the festivities, which were designed to be gaudy enough to impress the orientals". Lytton's shameful famine policy was one of laissez faire. The historian Mike Davis, whose book Late Victorian Holocausts should be required reading for every historian of the nineteenth century, estimates that at least 20-30 million tropical farmers perished during that century as a result of drought, famine, and famine-related diseases.

Agreed, we live in a much better connected world, but in many places like sub-Saharan Africa, the infrastructure is still as inadequate as it was a century ago, with no signs of improvement in sight. Ours is a world with many more million inhabitants, at least 250 million of them living on marginal lands for agriculture and stockbreeding. The Victorian casualties described by Davis will pall beside those of future droughts in a warming and increasingly arid tropical world--and yet we persist in squandering billions of dollars on pointless wars and petty nationalisms. Small wonder many futurists believe that the wars of future centuries will be fought over water. Will we ever contemplate making massive investments in future generations that do not involve immediate profit and political gratification? We may be forced to do so within our lifetimes.

Fashion, Climate, and the Norse



Sunset in the Greenland fjords


Greenland and Iceland have become fashionable meccas for archaeologists in recent years. Both are stable, welcoming places to work, even if field conditions are often arduous. As a result, we know a great deal more about the Greenland Norse than we did even a few years ago.

The Great Warming tells the story of interactions between the Inuit and the Norse on the western shores of the Davis Strait that separates Greenland from the Canadian Archipelago during the Medieval Warm Period. Part of this story revolves around the Inuit's hunger for iron, which they obtained from Melville Bay in northern Greenland, as well as from the Norse. I recount the ingenious theory of Olaf Envig, who believes the Norse recycled nails from their worn out ships and traded them to the Inuit for walrus ivory. Like so many archaeological theories, this one depends on intangibles, for we are unlikely to find the places where the Norse recycled their ships or where they built new ones--perhaps in Labrador, if Envig is to be believed.

Smoked herring were a staple of medieval Europe

But there's another fascinating point here. Conventional wisdom has it that the Norse abandoned their Greenland settlements in the face of rapidly deteriorating climatic and ice conditions in the north. The bitter cold made their traditional dairying economy impracticable, and they resisted any notion of adapting Inuit hunting methods, especially ice fishing in the dead of winter. But a new generation of research is raising questions about the climatic theory. One of the staples of the Greenland Norse economy was walrus ivory, which was much prized in Iceland and Europe. Ivory was the major tithe paid to Norway by the Greenland church, as were furs and falcons. Greenland was the outermost frontier of Medieval Europe, difficult of access even in the more benign times of the Warm Period. This made its communities extremely vulnerable to shifting fashions in Europe. For instance, the soft ivory of the African elephant was ideal for carving, so much so that elephant tusks were an important part of the Indian Ocean dhow trade between India and Africa for many centuries. During High Medieval times, African tusks became more readily available in Europe, far more so than walrus ivory, at a time when ivory was used less frequently for icons and other religious ornaments. The demand for walrus dried up rapidly in the face of the new, softer material.

The shifting needs of the new fashions would have rippled out along Atlantic trade routes within a few generations. A lessening demand for walrus ivory may have come at a time when the Greenland climate was deteriorating, placing further stress on remote communities that often suffered through harsh winters. The twelfth to fourteenth centuries also saw a dramatic explosion in the European fish trade, centered on herring and cod, as new trade routes replaced ancient Norse networks. The Norse communities in Greenland finally withered away in the face of intense cold and economic isolation. So to invoke climate alone as a cause of Norse abandonment is probably tool simplistic an explanation--research continues.

Climatic Determinism is a Dirty Word

Studying ancient climate change and human societies is rapidly becoming an academic bandwagon. Over the past few years, archaeologists, and historians, have discovered paleoclimatology with a vengeance, so much so that we’re in danger of going back to the old days of climatic determinism.

Back in the early twentieth century, the American geographer Ellsworth Huntington led a series of expeditions to Central Asia, which convinced him that climate change, and especially drought, was a primary cause of such major developments in the past such as the beginnings of agriculture. In many ways, Huntington was the last of the Victorian geographers, who were profoundly interested in the ways in which living organisms responded to their environments. Huntington’s simplistic doctrines have long been discredited, so much so that both archaeologists and historians shied away from climate change for generations.

Now climate change is fashionable again, largely because of the ongoing revolution in climatology, which has brought us cores, deep sea borings, and tree-rings that, thanks to European oaks, go back as far as about 10,000 years ago. Who would have imagined that a dating method, which provided the first accurate chronology for pueblo beams in the American Southwest, would allow us to date Dutch old masters, authenticate Stradivarius violins, and chronicle rainfall fluctuations down to the season over more than a thousand years?

The new fascination with ancient climate change ties in with a long, and on-going, search for explanations that goes back far earlier than Huntington. Why did humans take up agriculture and move into cities? How, why, and when did people settle in the Americas? The new, much more fine-grained data from tree-rings and ice cores has brought climate change to the fore front once again, as along-neglected factor in human history. From there, it’s a short step to specious arguments that are oddly reminiscent of Ellsworth Huntington’s extravaganzas, or even the relatively simple drought and oasis theories put forward by the European archaeologist Vere Gordon Childe in the 1930s that had humans, animals, and potentially domesticable plants gathered in oases at a time of drought.

Beware of simplistic explanations! Yes, climate change was a powerful factor in suchdevelopments as early agriculture, but many other things were also involved.Think of a pebble cast into a mirrorlike pond. With a plop, the pebble sinks to the bottom. Concentric circles radiate outward from the point of impact, gradually subsiding as they reach the banks. It’s these ripples, economic, political, and social, that are just as powerful as a prolonged drought or amajor El Niño cycle.

But it’s so easy to be seduced by the power of a drought or a series of major Nile floods. Fortunately, compared to Ellsworth Huntington, we know a great deal more abut ancient societies and the ways in which they adapted to external pressures of all kinds. And it was our humanity, our interactions with one another that tempered the effects of climate change.