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“Genesis” from: THERE BE NO SUN BUT YAHWEH, AND JESUS BE HIM’S PLANET

 

WILLIAM HARWOOD

 


 

William Harwood is the author of thirty-six books and over 500 articles for freethought journals in eight countries. He is a contributing editor of American Rationalist, and for the seven years that Free Inquiry maintained an advisory Editorial Board, he was a member of that Board.

Dr Harwood’s first book, Mythology’s Last Gods, based on his doctoral dissertation, did to religion what the first close-up photographs of Mars did to the “canals” delusion. His most recent books are American Hitler: George W. Bush and the Republicanazi Gestapo, and the two-volume The Fully Translated Bible.

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Introduction: Characters in this story have the same names as characters in the fantasy novel called Genesis. That is intentional. Since geneticists, when they established that all living humans are descended from a single woman, borrowed from mythology and called her Eve, I did likewise. I utilized other names from the same source, since, while we cannot know where or when such a person lived, somebody had to be humankind’s first manslayer. Paleoanthropo-logical events are squeezed into a few generations of a single family for literary convenience, not because mythologians who did likewise had any knowledge of historical events of the distant past.

 

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Her name was Eve. At least that was the name, borrowed from mythology, which geneticists of the far distant future would retroactively bestow on her when their discovery of an identical DNA strand in all of her female descendants enabled them to infer her existence. She was Eve, and she was a human being.

The descendants who named her Eve would not have called her a human being, had they been able to see her as she was now. Although marginally less hirsute than the female who had borne her, or the seven males who had the highest probability of being her sire, she was not yet so different from the rest of her hominid herd as to trigger the ostracism that would befall her in adolescence. In her fifth year she resembled not so much a naked Shirley Temple, as a prepubescent gibbon or macaque.

Eve was more intelligent than her mother, not merely quantitatively but also qualitatively. That, essentially, was what made her a human being, even though her mother was indistinguishable from the thousand other hominids that inhabited this part of Africa. She fell far short of being the intellectual equal of the Neanderthals she preceded by fifty thousand years and who would eventually become extinct, but had she lived one hundred-odd thousand years later she might well have attained the highest elective offices in politics or religion.

Eve was that rare individual, a viable mutant. Thousands of times a day one of the millions of radioactive isotopes found in every protoplasmic body decayed in such a way as to disrupt the orderly arrangement of DNA molecules in a nearby germ cell. Usually when that happened, the gamete was destroyed. Sometimes, though, it not only remained viable, but went on to win the love lottery, achieve fusion with a complementary gamete of the opposite sex and, at such intervals that the probability was almost vanishingly small, produce a live birth. When the newborn mutant possessed characteristics that, once reinforced, made interbreeding with unmutated organisms and producing viable offspring all but impossible, the result was a new species. Eve was a new species.

Neither Eve’s mother nor her aunts, uncles or cousins, or any of the males whose casual matings with her mother were not known to have any connection with pregnancy, noticed at first that Eve was different. Sure, she was different in the sense that all babies are different, all unique. Her mother could distinguish her from other infants by her face, her smell, and her cry. She made strange noises, unlike those of other babies. She had a slightly larger skull than her fellows, slightly less hair, and slightly larger nipples. But even as an adult she would not have hemispherical breasts of the kind found on Playboy centerfolds and, according to unconfirmed reports, on an extinct relative of the manatee. And while Eve’s genital orifice was a shade less dorsal than her mother’s, it was far from ventral. Her descendants would mate by rear mounting for as long as they remained strictly land-dwellers. She was different, but she was not different.

Eve was hungry. Although past the age at which other members of the herd had learned to fend for themselves, Eve still needed her mother to fetch the kind of food that grew on branches too high for her to reach. For her mutated cerebral cortex discouraged her from climbing very far, by giving her an increased awareness of the hardness of the ground and the unpleasantness of hitting it from any considerable distance.

Yubba dubba mubba bubba,” Eve yelled. Her mother understood. Since Eve’s mutated larynx prevented her from emitting any of the six or eight different squeals that constituted the hominid language, Eve had concocted her own words for the most essential concepts, and her mother had learned to differentiate three or four. Thus, while Eve could not ask for a banana with any reasonable expectation of getting precisely what she specified, she could impart the message, “Eve hungry,” and expect to be satisfied. And she was satisfied.

Eve never masturbated. The new species, like the old, was subject to an estrus cycle, and the female animal was therefore incapable of experiencing sexual pleasure at any time other than during the days of ovulation. In about seven years she would come into heat for the first time, and for the rest of her life would spend two or three days a month copulating diligently, and the rest of the time scornfully rejecting any male whose inadequate olfactory sense caused him to sniff her out of season. Having the capacity to do so, she might eventually learn to masturbate, if she ever lacked an available male to feed her peculiar monthly hunger. But an available male would never be lacking. It did not occur to her that paleoanthropologists might one day debate whether she was “promiscuous.” Certainly she had no such concept. She ate when she was hungry, drank when she was thirsty, copulated when she was in heat, yelled when she was hurting, and punched, bit and scratched when she was angry. If she had ever needed to masturbate, she would have masturbated.

At the age of eight she was raped. It did not occur to the twenty members of her herd, male and female, that watched the violation to intervene. That an aging rogue, no longer able to compete with younger, stronger males for the favors of females in heat, would force himself upon an unripe cub, may have struck them as pathetic, had they been capable of such a sophisticated concept. But the human concept of “crime” was far beyond the intellectual capacity of Homo erectus. And since Eve had not been born into a phallusocracy that viewed women as men’s privately owned breeding stock, and had therefore not been conditioned into believing that her rapist had somehow destroyed her “chastity,” a concept of the far distant future, it did not occur to her that the victim of a crime should feel guilty. Thus she was not emotionally scarred by the attack, not for life, not for a day, not for five minutes.

When Eve finally did feel a burning, itching, stinging hunger between her legs, she deduced at once how best to anesthetize the itch and feed the hunger. Had she been a pre-human, she would have known by instinct. But Eve was a human being, not yet Homo sapiens, but more than Homo erectus. She presented her rear to the nearest adult male and invited him to ease her pain, because that was what she had seen other females do in similar circumstances. And it worked. The male’s frantic thrusts satisfied her need, at least temporarily. In an hour, perhaps less, the need would return. Another male, or perhaps the same one if it happened to be in the right place at the right time, would provide the relief that she craved. The process would be repeated as many as fifty times in three days.

Copulation was a pleasurable activity for Eve. It gave her satisfaction, but only in the sense that calamine lotion gives satisfaction to a poison ivy victim. While it made sense to scratch an itch, scratching in the absence of an itch would have been pointless and even unpleasant. Not until Cro-Magnon times would humans, like gibbons, lose their estrus cycle, enabling the females to copulate at any time. A woman would then be able to attract a permanent mate, and serial monogamy would be born. But Eve, like her pre-human ancestors, scratched only when she itched, and one scratcher was the same as another.

Eve’s first offspring was an erectus. The genes that made Eve human were confined to a single chromosome, and there was only a fifty percent probability of that chromosome being passed on to a specific cub. Since the human genes were dominant, that meant that Eve was human and any child that inherited the human genes would be human. Eve’s first child, a female, was not, and her second, also female, was not.

Eve’s third child was a male human. She did not name him Adam. The paleoanthropologists who deduced that the first man must have been the son of the first woman, fathered by a pre-human, would give that name to him retroactively. By all logic, neither mother nor child should have survived Adam’s birth, for the same reason that Eve should not have survived her own birth. The enlarged human skull, unaccompanied by any complementary enlargement of the pelvic opening, should have made birth impossible. Indeed, not until the invention of surgical forceps would human birth become a routine procedure in which the probability of both parties surviving would rise from less than fifty percent to almost one hundred percent. That the two births without which humankind could not have existed were both accomplished without mishap, some would call a miracle. Others would recognize that an event with a twenty percent probability is certain to happen one-fifth of the time. Ten straight passes will not happen often, but it will assuredly happen.

As with Eve, Adam’s first controlled utterances were “da da, ma ma, ba ba,” and his next were “pa pa, ta ta, ya ya,” eventually followed by “ga ga” and “ka ka.” But whereas Eve’s mother, neither recognizing nor being able to reproduce any of those phonemes, had offered no reinforcement or interpretation, Eve echoed and encouraged the formation of the twenty or more sound combinations that, to her alone, constituted words. Before he was three years old, Adam had learned that “da” could be either an interrogative of direction or an indicator of direction, while “ma” was either an interrogative pronoun or its response. Thus, “Da ga ga?” meant, “Where is Adam?” and “Da ga ga, ma ga ga,” meant, “Here is Adam. I am Adam.” By the time Adam had sons of his own, the human vocabulary would have risen to between forty and fifty words.

Eve had four more cubs in the next four years, two male and two female. One male and one female had the same enlarged skull and sparsity of hair as Adam, but neither survived the first year. The other two remained with their mother for almost four years before leaving the nest to join the herd of independent juveniles. Adam, at the age of eight, was by no means totally dependent, but neither was he yet ready to fend for himself. He clung to Eve as if he were not of an age at which erectus males were already mounting and unknowingly impregnating nubile females.

In all primates, and indeed in species far below that level, the ability of males to experience sexual arousal considerably precedes puberty, and Adam was no exception. After two years of clumsy, unsuccessful attempts, he finally managed to penetrate Eve’s genital orifice during her mating season, shortly after what would have been his ninth birthday, if he had had such a concept as “birthday.” And while he had no capacity to ejaculate, he was able to achieve orgasm and consequently remained ensheathed until that objective had been attained. Thus, whereas a male erectus tended to mount, intromit and disengage in an average of twenty-seven seconds, Adam continued to tup his dam for almost two minutes. The satisfaction that he gave her was multiplied accordingly.

Still Adam refused to leave the comfort and convenience of Eve’s side. While he could have survived on the food that was within his reach, he remained at least emotionally addicted to the warm milk that she alone was willing to provide. Why Eve continued to allow him this privilege, she was unsure. Her other cubs had been weaned with sharp swats across the face and body as soon as they were able to consume solid food. Only the hairless one had never been subjected to the same discipline. That Adam alone was of her own species, she would not have been able to comprehend even if it had been explained to her, although his similarity to herself and their difference from the rest of the herd had by now penetrated her awareness. Perhaps she remembered being abandoned by her mother at an age when separation melancholia had proven more agonizing than unrelieved rut, and was unwilling to impose on her equally deformed cub the kind of rejection she had experienced.

There was probably no single reason why Adam and Eve were expelled from the herd soon after their first mating. It can be assumed that their “difference” was a factor. But if that had been the sole reason, then the ostracism would have occurred years earlier. Their sexual relationship could not have been relevant. While erectus sons did not tup their mothers, former sons, once the filial relationship was terminated by the onset of adulthood, tupped their former mothers as casually as they would tup any other female in heat. And Adam’s ongoing attempts to mount the herd’s female cubs as a preferred alternative to masturbation, although more persistent than the similar behavior of other young males, was not viewed as “monstrous” or “perverted” or “unchaste” or any of the other words that priests would one day invent for the purpose of keeping the masses guilt-ridden and submissive.

Adam’s ability to service females in heat for as much as five minutes at a time no doubt frustrated other males, since it forced them to wait far longer than was customary to take their turns. That would not have endeared the freak to his fellows. However, to accuse them of jealousy would be to anthropomorphize a herd that was only pre-human. A concept analogous to jealousy exists among alpha males in animal species that view the females as the alpha’s exclusive property, but not in any species in which females are polyandrous.

Perhaps the mating of Adam and Eve did contribute to their being driven into exile, although not for any of the anachronous reasons believers in man-made taboos have been known to project onto cultures and even species that had no such concepts. If so, the sight of the two deliberately prolonging a natural function that normal herd members got over and done with as quickly as shitting or pissing may have been viewed as the final proof that their infantile slowness was permanent and incurable. To creatures that were already grandmothers at the age of ten, the continued toleration of retards, as the slow-maturing humans must have seemed, might have been deemed inimical to the herd’s best interests. That Homo erectus had the capacity to reason that Eve might produce even more retards is far from certain. But recognizing that they had been harboring undesirable aliens, and rectifying that error, was well within their intellectual capacity.

Adam and Eve survived in isolation. Having the same capacity as their ancestors to escape ground-dwelling predators by taking to the trees, and being well able to feed themselves, there was no reason why they should not have survived. They had no further contact with the erectus herd, and would never learn that it was doomed to extinction at the hands of their own descendants, the Cro-Magnons.

For two years Adam relieved Eve’s monthly genital craving to the best of his ability. Having no mature male to impregnate her, she remained cubless. Then in his thirteenth year Adam’s sperm flowed for the first time, and soon after that Eve’s orifice became unavailable to him due to the biochemical changes associated with pregnancy. He did not have to resume masturbation, for he had never ceased. But the absence of the accustomed monthly break in the monotony struck him as a chronic nuisance, to say the least.

Adam and Eve were both human, since otherwise they could not have become the ancestors of all future humans. But both had Homo erectus fathers. Each therefore had a chromosome pair of which one member contained dominant human genes and the other contained recessive erectus genes. The laws of probability therefore dictated that one quarter of their mutual offspring would inherit recessive genes from both parents and be throwbacks to Homo erectus. One half would inherit one dominant and one recessive gene, and would be human but with the capacity to produce erectus cubs. The remaining quarter would inherit dominant genes from both parents, and would therefore belong to a human species that could neither interbreed with erectus nor have erectus offspring.

The first child of Adam and Eve was a male human named Cain. That was not the name he was known by during his lifetime. However, since there is no way of determining what his real name was, or even if he had one, “Cain” is as convenient a name as any. He was fully human at the macro level, and never formed the slightest desire to mate with an erectus female. Whether he possessed the recessive gene that would have enabled him to impregnate one is thus academic.

Eve’s second child in her exile was Abel, another male. He was a double recessive and therefore an erectus. The third and fourth were human females. The fifth and sixth were erectus females.

Cain was eight years old when the blistering heat caused the humans to take to the water, emerging only at twilight to pick the fruit and nuts that supplemented their seafood diet and to sleep on the sand. The searing dryness that would create the Sahara desert had begun, and not only humans, but also elephants, rhinoceroses and other animals that would eventually return to the land as pachyderms, had opted to become virtual amphibians in terms of observable behavior. The inland sea in which they spent their days would one day be Egypt and Sudan, but at this time it was an annex of the Mediterranean Ocean.

Not until Cain was twelve did he attempt to copulate. Eve did her best to cooperate, floating belly-down with her legs wide apart and only her head above the water. But whereas Adam was tall enough to stand between her legs, hold her waist and pull her onto his protruding organ while his feet remained firmly planted on the ground, Cain could only have done so by submerging his head and drowning. Orgasm was good, but not that good. He abandoned the attempt.

Abel had no such difficulty. As an erectus, he only needed to maintain penetration for twenty seconds to emit his sperm. And as a genetic arboreal, he was better equipped than Cain to treat Eve’s body as a tree that he was climbing, and maintain a secure hold with his legs while be used his arms to swim underwater while he thrust. He completed coition, swam to the surface, and inhaled.

He managed only one breath. Cain, in a fit of jealous rage, locked his hands around Abel’s neck and held him under the water until he drowned.

Eve had no words for, “Why?” or “Bad boy.” So she said, “You make him not.”

Cain lacked the vocabulary to have asked, “Am I my brother’s keeper?” even if he had possessed the concepts. Instead, he answered, “Him monkey. Him person not. Monkey fuck person not. Me make monkey not. Me make all monkey not.”

Cain was as good as his word. He grabbed his erectus sisters, one in each hand, and drowned both. Then, fearing retribution, he took the elder of his human sisters by the hand and swam away with her. Their descendants’ isolation from Homo sapiens would cause them to evolve into the dead-end species, Homo Neanderthalensis.

Eve’s next child was her last. Although she could not remember a time when she had not been alive, she had in fact been on earth a mere thirty-nine years. That she had lived so long was a defiance of all probability. Giving birth at such an advanced age was probably a function of her possessing human genes for long life, and erectus genes for prolonged fertility.

The child was Set, a male. Like his remaining sister, he carried a double set of human chromosomes. All descendants of the two, for as long as humankind survived, would be humans, with no capacity either to bear an erectus or interbreed with an erectus. The girl’s first two offspring carried erectus genes, inherited from their sire, Adam, but neither lived to reach puberty. Eve did not live to see Set reach sexual maturity. In her forty-fifth year she succumbed to the hypothermia that would become Homo aquaticus’s most common cause of death for the thousand generations until only descendants with a layer of subcutaneous fat were left. Not until the species returned to the land would any human achieve the age of fifty years, even though all carried genes, inherited from Eve, that gave them the potential to live twice that long.

Set’s phallus was not much larger than that of a chimpanzee. It was, however, as an accidental concomitant of his reinforced human genes, observably longer than that of any erectus. Similarly, while his sister-wife did not have breasts, for evolution within a species does not give rise to such profound changes except by reinforcement of survival traits, she did have a deposit of fat immediately behind her mammary areolas that gave her nipples a degree of added buoyancy in an aquatic environment. Both mutations would prove useful to humankind’s survival.

Set’s sister, whose name can be freely translated as Isis, had no difficulty mating with Adam. He was tall enough to stand on the seabed with his head above water, while she assumed a frog-float and allowed him to use her body as a portable orgasm-inducer.

Mating with Set proved more difficult. Not yet of full adult height, Set was forced to tread water continuously. His every attempt to enter Isis’s inviting orifice from the rear resulted in one or the other being totally submerged and immediately breaking contact in order to regain the life-sustaining air that was more important than satisfying any subsidiary need. Had Set been less determined, or less imaginative, the history of humankind might have ended right there.

The solution was really self-evident. Since rear-mounting, practical and convenient for land-dwellers, was out of the question for aquanauts that had to remain vertical throughout, particularly since completion of the act in water considerably cooler than body heat could not be achieved in much less than five minutes, face-to-face conjunction was the only logical alternative. Each could use one arm to hold themselves together, and the remaining three limbs to generate the forward and upward thrusts that would keep their genitals stimulated and their heads above water.

Isis became Set’s wife. That is to say, she became the woman into whom he emitted his sperm. Had his phallus not been longer than his ancestors’, or had her vulva not been more frontal than her forebears’, impregnation might not have occurred. But it did occur, and the breeding advantages of long phalluses and ventral vaginas led to those mutations generalizing throughout the human population.

Set and Isis had many children, of whom the minority that lived to breed included Siva and Cunti, Thor and Frig, Osiris and Nuki, and Asher and Asherah. They were not mated couples. More than one hundred thousand years before women were turned into men’s privately-owned breeding slaves by the invention of marriage, every female was born with the right and desire to mate with any male who happened to be available. And an out-of-season woman was far more likely to be found in the company of other women than with even her most-preferred male itch-scratcher.

Cunti had more fatty tissue behind her areolas than had Frig, causing her nipples to protrude further from her body and ride higher in breast-high water. Consequently less of her babies drowned trying to nurse. Surviving females passed on the tendency to have fatty mammary glands to their descendants, and in a thousand generations breast development would prove such a survival trait that, forever afterward, women would be equipped with hemispherical appendages that, on land, could serve only an esthetic function.

Siva had a longer phallus than Thor. He was thus enabled to emit his sperm further inside of his love partners than could his rival. On land, with mating occurring in a horizontal position, that would not have given him a breeding advantage. A strong swimming sperm might have found its way to its target ovum even from the vicinity of the vaginal entrance. In a salt water environment, in an orifice that was not hermetically sealed, with both tide and gravity to combat, sperm emitted closer to the uterine cervix had a significantly better chance of achieving impregnation than sperm emitted further away. Since men with the longest phalluses and women with the most frontal vaginas would continue to produce the most children, by the time humankind returned to the land, face-to-face mating and deep penetration would be the norm, even though survival was no longer an issue. Homo aquaticus had in effect created the missionary position.

And the layer of subcutaneous fat that had evolved as a survival factor in a cold water environment would, on humankind’s return to the land, allow the near-hairless humans to leave tropical Africa even before they learned to combat the cold by wrapping themselves in the skins of other animals or by taming fire.

Adam died, and then Isis died, and then Cunti died, and then Set died. Few men reached the age of thirty, and few women reached the age of twenty. Since staying alive was a fulltime concern, nobody had the time to try to explain the existence of death by postulating that it had been deliberately invented by a sea deity as a punishment for pissing in her ocean. That kind of imagining was a hundred thousand years in the future.

All memory of Homo aquaticus ever having been a land-dweller disappeared. After a thousand generations, either because the land temperature had become more bearable, or because the inland sea dried up, or for other reasons yet undiscovered, humankind’s aquatic interlude came to an end. In neck-high water, the question of what to do with the head during face-to-face mating had never arisen. Heads were automatically tipped back to keep the mouth and nose out of the water and the ears submerged. On land, with women lying supine and men straddling them horizontally, there was a definite problem. Eve’s descendants solved it by learning to accompany missionary position coupling with a mouth-to-mouth contact that came to be called a kiss. So intimately did kissing and mating become associated in the human imagination, that in a hundred thousand years “kiss and cuddle” would become an idiom, and fantasy novels would be written in which a woman could become sexually aroused by a kiss alone.

And while all this was going on, what was God doing?

According to historians and anthropologists: very little.

She had not been invented yet.

 

 

 

 

 

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