Things I Feel Strongly About: What Grok said 2

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Things I Feel Strongly About: What Grok said

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Africa's Genetic Variation

Africa is the most genetically diverse continent on Earth, harbouring more human genetic variation than all other regions combined. On average, an African genome contains nearly a million more genetic variants than a non-African genome.

This unparalleled genetic richness exists for several fundamental reasons:

The Cradle of Humanity: Modern humans (Homo sapiens) evolved in Africa approximately 200,000 to 300{,}000 years ago. Because humans have lived here longer than anywhere else, they have had more time to accumulate and distribute genetic mutations across the population.

The "Out-of-Africa" Bottleneck: Roughly 50,000 to 60,000 years ago, a small subgroup of early humans (estimated at roughly 10,000 people) migrated out of Africa to populate the rest of the globe. Because this migrating group represented only a fraction of the total African population, they took only a fraction of the continent's genetic diversity with them.

Deep Ancestral Lineages: Extensive studies—such as those published in Science—have identified over a dozen distinct ancestral populations within Africa alone. Groups like the San (Khoisan) in Southern Africa and rainforest hunter-gatherers represent some of the oldest, most divergent continuous lineages in the human family tree.

Environmental & Cultural Adaptation: Africans live in drastically varied environments, ranging from deserts and tropical rainforests to high mountain ranges. This exposure to diverse climates, diets, and infectious diseases has driven strong local genetic adaptations over millennia.

Source: https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0002929722003172

https://www.science.org/doi/10.1126/science.1172257

Things I Feel Strongly About: Trip to Nigeria 1951

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Kilimanjaro

Last year, flying south from Nairobi to Johannesburg, I was desperate to capture an aerial view shot of this great mountain. In a straight line, the distance from Nairobi to Mount Kilimanjaro is 206 kilometres (106 miles). I had seen photos and videos of the mountain shot from airplane windows, and I had hoped that I too would join this club. But when my turn came, it was not to be. The weather condition on that day was hazy, visibility was poor. Also, it may well have been that the flight plan did not take us anywhere near the mountain at all. I had on a previous flight out of Nairobi to Amsterdam caught a prolonged glimpse of Mount Kenya, in the distance, in the early morning light, silhouetted against the rising sun as we headed north. It was somewhat disheartening then not to have seen Kilimanjaro, and it is to compensate for this that I am doing this writing. 

The highest mountain in Africa, and the highest free-standing mountain above sea level in the world, at 5,895 m (19,341 ft) above sea level and 4,900 m (16,100 ft) above its plateau base, Mount Kilimanjaro  is also the highest mountain in the Eastern Hemisphere and the fourth most prominent peak on Earth.

Mountain height is measured as the height above sea level to the summit. Modern tools like GPS and satellite imagery allow for precise measurements, replacing older methods. Also, though altitude rankings are the most common, mountains are sometimes ranked by "prominence," which measures height relative to surrounding terrain. Kilimanjaro is exceptional in prominence as the world's tallest freestanding mountain, soaring from the plains with no surrounding mountain range. In Africa, Kilimanjaro is unmatched in height. It rises significantly above Mount Kenya: 5,199 m (17,057 ft), and Mount Stanley (Uganda) 5,109 m (16,763 feet). Kilimanjaro's dominance has made it an enduring symbol of Africa's natural beauty.

Much of the readily available literature about this mountain is composed of scientific reports, measurements and findings, together with promotional material for adventure tourism. What I choose to focus on though, is the mountain's cultural significance.

The mountain and its surrounding forests were designated a game reserve in the early part of the 20th century. In 1973 Mount Kilimanjaro National Park was established to protect the mountain above the tree line as well as the six forest corridors that extend downslope through the montane forest belt. The park was designated a UNESCO World Heritage site in 1987.

Kilimanjaro carries a significance that goes well beyond its grandeur. For local communities, it is a mountain of legend, of spirituality, and a mountain of national pride. It is one of Africa's most culturally important landmarks. For the Chagga people, who live on the fertile lower slopes of Kilimanjaro, the mountain is more than a backdrop to daily life—it is a sacred presence. Traditional stories portray Kilimanjaro as a spiritual guardian, a place inhabited by ancestral spirits and gods. Rainfall from the mountain’s glaciers and streams nourishes the fields below, giving life to the banana plantations and coffee farms that sustain the community. This link between the mountain and survival has reinforced its role as a symbol of abundance and protection.

"Kilimanjaro features prominently in East African folklore. Some tales describe it as a place of forbidden fire guarded by spirits, while others tell of great hunters and warriors whose souls rest upon its slopes. For centuries, the mountain’s snow and ice also inspired awe and mystery, as it seemed impossible to reconcile with its equatorial location. These stories were passed down through generations, weaving Kilimanjaro into the region’s cultural identity.

For Tanzania as a whole, Kilimanjaro is a powerful emblem of national unity and pride. It appears on the country’s coat of arms, banknotes, and tourism campaigns, representing endurance and strength. During the fight for independence, Kilimanjaro became a symbol of freedom and aspiration. In 1961, when Tanganyika (now Tanzania) gained independence, the new national flag was hoisted at the mountain’s summit—a gesture that forever tied Kilimanjaro to the country’s journey toward self-determination.

Kilimanjaro’s cultural significance is as towering as its physical presence. For the Chagga people, it is sacred ground and a source of life. For Tanzania, it is a symbol of independence, pride, and resilience. For the world, it is an enduring cultural icon celebrated in stories, art, and personal journeys. To climb or even gaze upon Kilimanjaro is to encounter not just a mountain, but a living emblem of human spiritual  and cultural identity." Global Trekking Expeditions 

 

Journey Journal 5 "Oga just hold on, these are my boys"

We arrived at Abuja just before 5am following our 10pm departure from London Heathrow the previous evening. No, I couldn't sleep at all, I had underestimated how cramped and uncomfortable it would be in economy class when I had thought I could just sleep through the flight. Also, the flight itself was particularly bumpy, with severe turbulence commencing just after we passed Barcelona, and continuing until we crossed the Algerian coast. The captain, who even before departure had warned us about this turbulence, later came on the speakers to explain the reasons why the turbulence was happening, saying that it was worse than had been expected—something to do with the Atlas Mountains and converging winds. But in my weariness I paid little attention to what he said.

It was with this same weariness that having cleared the tedious border health and other immigration procedures at Abuja, I responded to being summoned by two very astute foreign exchange dealers, who seemed to have positioned themselves strategically to waylay passengers disembarking from this early morning flight who were desperate for Naira at 5am, when all other outlets would likely be closed. In exchange for three crisp currency notes, I received a thick wad of Naira notes that would not fit into my wallet, so I requested an envelope and stuffed the parcel of money into my shoulder bag.

I then logged my two other bags across the parking lot from the international terminal to the domestic departures, where upon entering the building I was approached by a young man, "To where, sir?" 

As it turned out, it was this young man who led me to the correct check-in counter for my onward flight scheduled for 10am; it was he who weighed my bags, advised that I carry the less heavy bag as hand luggage, and he who transferred the heavier bag personally to the inner office for loading. As I waited for him to return, being mindful that I owed him a reward for his 'kindness', another young man came forward, "Oga, I can take you upstairs to the departures lounge to relax while you wait for your flight. You can even use the executive lounge.." as he leaned forward to pick up my hand luggage, insisting on carrying it, motioning with his hand that I follow him. 

But at the foot of the escalator leading upstairs, the first man whose return I had been awaiting suddenly appeared as if from nowhere, the two of them standing side by side. So I put my arm around the shoulders of the first guy and pulled him aside, whispering that I wished to give him something and give something to the other guy too, but that I wasn't comfortable doing it all out in the open. He agreed to share with his colleague whatever I gave him, so we moved further away to a more secluded area where I opened my shoulder bag and flicked some notes off the top of the bundle those currency exchange men had given me and handed the notes to him.

We returned to the foot of the escalator where after having received his own share, the enthusiasm of the second guy who was still holding my bag seemed to escalate. After I bid a warm farewell to the first guy, the second guy led me upstairs, where on arrival at the entrance to the departures lounge itself, we were confronted with another security gate complete with a full body scanner similar to the one at the front entrance of the building.

"Oga, just hold on, these are my boys," I heard him say to me, with a hand gesture signalling that I should wait. He then walked over to the men manning the gate and said something to them, before signalling that I could come forward. 

On seeing me arrive at the gate all three men jumped to attention, and I was greeted with repeated shouts of "Welcome sah", " You're welcome sah", "You're welcome", then "Oga, oya, pass, pass, just pass by the side," meaning I should walk around the side of the scanner bypassing it completely.

The guy still insisted on taking me to the executive lounge, something he had proposed the minute he met me. But I wasn't keen on making a statement that seemed to be saying that I was more important than everyone in this large crowd of people seated out in the general seating area by walking past them, and entering this place boldly signposted as the EXECUTIVE LOUNGE. My natural inclination is to identify more with the ordinary people, 

If importance comes to me, let it be bestowed on me by others, not by my own self.

And so it was that I ended up sitting on a hard uncomfortable bench among the crowd in the general seating area for upward of four hours, waiting for my flight to Port Harcourt, tired after a sleepless night, and with pains to my backside from sitting for so long on that hard bench. I did eventually make it to Port Harcourt, though, even if this is not my final destination. 

I intend at some point to say one or two things about my experiences in Port Harcourt too, and how different it is from how I remember it from the 1970s and 80s.