Ed, was difficult as a youngster. A troublemaker, some might say. Apparently, he was "expelled from every school he attended in his youth" for stuff like carving on his desk.
So, when he found his way to Japan, not really looking for trouble, he still managed to somehow... well... he still might be able to tell you better than I can even though he's dead:
Sometimes people walk right into stuff without having a clue. And sometimes the brain kicks in... sometimes...I had been searching for these little objects for some time when I heard a number of shouts, as if of warning. Look- ing up I saw, at a distance of fifty or seventy-five yards, a number of hairy Ainus, in a row, shouting at me and gesticu- lating. I waved my hand in recognition of their call and shouted back to them a Japanese word, "Yoroshii" (All right), as they all understand a little Japanese, whereupon they became more violent in their gestures and one pulled his bow and arrow in a series of jerks in what seemed to be a threatening manner.
Please, bear with me...Then it suddenly occurred to me that they thought I was hunting for their graves, which they defend even to the extent of murder, and recalling the deadly poison of the arrow tips I reluctantly got up and walked away. With Professor Yatabe I visited the settlement from which these men had come, to inquire into the meaning of their hostile demonstrations and to explain to them that I was only hunt- ing under the leaves for little snails, when they....
Eddy's work "caught the attention of Charles Darwin". Yeah, he damn near earned himself one of them coveted Darwin Awards. Last year's (2011) apparently went to.... (drum roll)... the envelope please:explained that one of their men had been killed and eaten by a bear a few days before, and that they had set a bear trap with a huge poison arrow, and they were warning me that I might get shot if I did not get out. This the Ainu had tried to express to me by pulling his own bow. They were afraid of coming nearer, not knowing quite where the string was which would spring the bow; and I on my hands and knees crawling about like a bear with the hidden trap ready to shoot me!
Needless to say, our hero Mr. Ed (unlike the guy who got shafted) ended up living into his late 80's. Some might be tempted to call him 'wickied'. They say he died in Salem of all places. Betcha he didn't read his bible.
I soooo want a t-shirt...
"In response, fundamental Christianity fell out public sphere, not to reappear until the 1970s."
If you want to meet the 'hero' of this unlikely story of the Bad Boy, Edward S. Morse, you can visit his wiki entry a little later.
(He was probably thinking, "Yeah, whatever. Take your goddamn picture.")
The cannibalism tangent starts out:
There has been a long-standing myth of a monolithic Japan bound together by a “unique” identity, culture, and language (Denoon et al. 1996). Other peoples residing in Japan have been forced to assimilate into this dominant culture or risk not being considered “Japanese.” For over 100 years, physical anthropologists have been at the forefront of the quest to find the origins of the Japanese. Physical Anthropology in Japan
The Ainu and the Search for the Origins of the Japanese by Morris Low
Oh yeah, Edward is probably most famous in the "J-nut-hugger" (personally, I prefer the genitiler term 'embracer')... he is most well know amongst the more ee-roo-dite J-nut-embrace-ores and embrace-ees for this:
He's still a fucking legend. And then he put his money where his mouth is after the big one:
He donated over 10,000 books from his personal collection to the Tokyo Imperial University. On learning that the library of the Tokyo Imperial University was reduced to ashes by the 1923 Great Kanto Earthquake, in his will he ordered that his entire remaining collection of books be donated to Tokyo Imperial University.Funny thing is, he probably didn't speak much Japanese.