Ok, the story behind this is... There's this guy who digs things out
of his back yard and sends the stuff he finds to the Smithsonian
Institute, labeling them with scientific names, insisting that they
are actual archeological finds. The really weird thing about these
letters is that this guy really exists and does this in his spare
time.
Anyway... here's a letter from the Smithsonian Institute to this man
who sent the Institute one of his 'major finds.'
Paleoanthropology Division
Smithsonian Institute
Dear Sir:
Thank you for your latest submission to the Institute, labeled
"211-D, layer seven, next to the clothesline post. Hominid skull." We
have given this specimen a careful and detailed examination, and
regret to inform you that we disagree with your theory that it
represents "conclusive proof of the presence of Early Man in
Charleston County two million years ago." Rather, it appears that what
you have found is the head of a Barbie doll, of the variety one of our
staff, who has small children, believes to be the "Malibu Barbie." It
is evident that you have given a great deal of thought to the analysis
of this specimen, and you may be quite certain that those of us who
are familiar with your prior work in the field were loathe to come to
contradiction with your findings.
However, we do feel that there are a number of physical
attributes of the specimen which might have tipped you off to its
modern origin: 1. The material is molded plastic. Ancient hominid
remains are typically fossilized bone. 2. The cranial capacity of the
specimen is approximately 9 cubic centimeters, well below the
threshold of even the earliest identified proto-hominids. 3. The
dentition pattern evident on the "skull" is more consistent with the
common domesticated dog than it is with the "ravenous man-eating
Pliocene clams" you speculate roamed the wetlands during that time.
This latter finding is certainly one of the most intriguing hypotheses
you have submitted in your history with this institution, but the
evidence seems to weigh rather heavily against it.
Without going into
too much detail, let us say that:
A. The specimen looks like the head of a Barbie doll that a dog has
chewed on.
B. Clams don't have teeth.
It is with feelings tinged with melancholy that we must deny
your request to have the specimen carbon dated. This is partially due
to the heavy load our lab must bear in its normal operation, and
partly due to carbon dating's notorious inaccuracy in fossils of
recent geologic record. To the best of our knowledge, no Barbie dolls
were produced prior to 1956 AD, and carbon dating is likely to produce
wildly inaccurate results.
Sadly, we must also deny your request that we approach the
National Science Foundation's Phylogeny Department with the concept of
assigning your specimen the scientific name Australopithecus
spiff-arino."
Speaking personally, I, for one, fought tenaciously for the
acceptance of your proposed taxonomy, but was ultimately voted down
because the species name you selected was hyphenated, and didn't
really sound like it might be Latin.
However, we gladly accept your generous donation of this
fascinating specimen to the museum. While it is undoubtedly not a
hominid fossil, it is, nonetheless, yet another riveting example of
the great body of work you seem to accumulate here so effortlessly.
You should know that our Director has reserved a special shelf
in his own office for the display of the specimens you have previously
submitted to the Institution, and the entire staff speculates daily on
what you will happen upon next in your digs at the site you have
discovered in your back yard.
We eagerly anticipate your trip to our nation's capital that you
proposed in your last letter, and several of us are pressing the
Director to pay for it.
We are particularly interested in hearing you expand on your
theories surrounding the "trans-positating fillifitation of ferrous
ions in a structural matrix" that makes the excellent juvenile
Tyrannosaurus rex femur you recently discovered take on the deceptive
appearance of a rusty 9-mm Sears Craftsman automotive crescent wrench.
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