The koisan people.

The Bushman,the Hottentots-Khoikhoi etc and to make matters easier lets call the the Khoi-San. I was fortunate enough to have spend 3 months with the Khoi in the Kalahari desert quite a few years ago.. Their reversible arrowheads of bone are the commonest weapon of the hunt and these are tiped with poison derived from the chrysalis of the beetle,Diamphidium. The antidote is obtained from a small,blind,burrowing lizard. Not very often one encounters metal arrowheads made from fencing wire with stone fabricators on a stone anvil,for nothing is known of smelting. The khoi live in hunting bands of variable sizes and practise band exogamy and tribal endogamy. Huts are crude,thatch being arranged in rude fashion on a framework of sapling's. Evidence of art is found among them on suitable rock-surfaces or on ostrich-eggs. Dancing is an important pursuit,I should know,but forget the foxtrot or Vienna waltz.

Two striking anatomical features are steatopygia and macronympha(The Hottentot apron) The former refers to an accumulation of fat over the buttocks(Saarti Baartman) Not only the buttocks but the thighs as-well Large buttocks are a prized possession among the San The San male penis(I had a private peek)is constantly at a 64 degree horizontal position while the bantu has a 0 degree position. Quite a few snickers were heard when they compared my total vertical penis with their semi erect horizontal one. I wish I had hair spray with me.:) An interesting feature of the breasts is the very prominent,globose nipple and areola,present in a girl from puberty to her first pregnancy. Thereafter,the areola is flattened into the general plane of the breast subsequently become elongated and flabby.

I came to the somewhat striking conclusion that little attention is given at present to sexual selection as a factor in human race formation.

The ancestry of the San people.

There is no evidence that they came from outside Africa. I firmly believe that one can trace their ancestry back to at least 50.000 years ago but driven into the Kalahari by the Bantu speaking people and white settlers. The San had spread though a major part of Africa before driven South. It is a wrong concept to think that the San and African are one race. The San are a distinctive race,irrespective of what the academia seem to think.

My 3 months of hell. To become a desert rat and rely on your wits is like being born again,this time from an educated one to a nomadic one. It is no fun running after agile San in pursuit of an Eland or Kudu. My body was not made for it and luckily they wrote me off after the 3rd hunt. So, I had to stay with the women and children and flies and lice and potty training. Potty training was a joke on its own. Dig a hole far away from the "kraal" ,squat and try to dispose of your waste right in the hole by looking between your legs and aim. Sleeping at night on a flimsy mat was disturbing,but eventually one gets used to it. The worst part was looking at the single women/girls. At first I found them positively ugly. As my hormones got the upper-hand they became nicer looking. My urge to fertilise a woman,however,was stopped by the body smell.

I remember a hunt going totally haywire. We were stalking a baboon,at least I thought we were. The blighters let me do the honours shooting it. It was easy...... the hunters drove the beast towards me and if near enough just shoot. I shot alright---right up the nearest tree,the baboon missing me by a few cm in the same tree. He above me and cackling much better and I below peeing much better. That event was repeated by the hunters for a week in the evening.

I had enough of this hunters life and decided to part our ways. I knew I could never become a San,although the chief chose me to become the next leader. I gave him my watch,which made him a better and more esteemed chief in his band. I could see that the African disliked this lot,but I was convinced that these San were better people than an African would ever be. Their naivety was and still is their undoing. More than 85 percent of the San were slaughtered by the South-bound African,what was left was then halved by the white settlers. I have a health respect for these "middle stone age old yellow San. I dislike intensely the African/Bantu. My experience was worth it.