Perhaps madness compelled a dusty tape recorder to belt âLucy in the Sky with Diamondsâ over and over, the evening of November 24th, 1974 - as 11 Westerners pored over the broken body they had found by the Awash River in Ethiopia.
The body was shattered into pieces, numbering in the hundreds. Less than half of the body recovered, and they delighted in every piece they found. Those from Ethiopia call the corpse âDinkineshâ - âYou are marvelousâ. The Westerners took the tape-playerâs cue that night.
âLucyâ wasnât the first body found by the Awash, and wouldnât be the last. Her mangled pieces toured the West for much of the late 2000s. She was laid behind glass in Addis Ababa, and has been there 6 years this May. Guests whisper, over and over: âYou are marvelousâ.
Dinkinesh is our Jane Doe - captivating to all, difficult to discern. She wouldâve been 12 years when her body was broken - mature for her kind. As chance has it, she was a woman - or could carry child, as some women can. She stood at 3â7â, and saw out with familiar eyes.
Australopithecus afarensis saw over a world like Taung would a million years hence: dense forest, corralled by grass, serviced by megafauna. She may have spent more time in the trees, to avoid danger.
A twisted mind could call it funny then, how our Jane Doe fell to doom.
A body in so many pieces showed no signs of feasting, or even desperate scavenging. A single sharp tooth left a single mark upon her hip-bone, but folks have walked away from worse.
But perhaps Lucy didnât walk towards death. Perhaps, 3 million years ago, she fell.
Force of impact wouldâve started at her feet, moving up her body, shattering bones like dried clay. It is rare one could say âdestroyedâ of someone, but here it is.
Itâs the damage that one sees in victims of accidents, suicides... or when one wants to fake the latter.
No suspects can be identified at this time. While this wouldâve been the time when mates were selecting for compassion, anyone can tell you there is hatred in a small community. It wouldâve been easy for some rival, jealous at her marvel, to give Lucy a gentle push...
The vertigo as Dinkinesh fell, down, down, down towards the cold ground... her stomach would turn and turn, over and over. It would have happened so quickly, but would the repetition have driven her mad? Could she still be feeling it, echoed through stone, into eternity?
A. afarensis has been known for over 45 years, and since has improved our understanding of our evolutionary context. She is a watershed in paleo-anthropological outreach, as well - so many have heard the name âLucyâ, over and over... âYou are marvelousâ, over and over...