My dearest goal has been reached. As you all know, one of my biggest, oddest dreams is to have Neanderthal DNA. I just think that it is so very, very cool. Yes, it’s a tiny percentage. Just 1.5%. But it’s a tiny bit bigger than the average tiny bit in this project.
What does this mean? Besides the obvious, that I’m wicked cool.
According the National Geographic Genographic Project, “As our modern human ancestors migrated through Eurasia, they met other hominin species and interbred. These “cousin” species, like the Neanderthals, are now extinct, but the genetic makeup of nearly everyone born outside of Africa today includes 1 to 2 percent DNA from these hominins, living relics of ancient encounters.”
Therefore, as far as Neanderthal DNA goes, I’m not unique.
I am an imp, though.
I want to go back in time and tell Cotton Mather, my 1st cousin, 10x removed, that he has Neanderthal DNA. How would that have played in Massachusetts?
This Neanderthal Anglo-Saxon wants to get an ax, go to her hut and build a fire.
My goal has been achieved.