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Tonight was a night for the lecture on forensic archaeology by a British professor who had assisted the police in England on, he said, about eighty or ninety homicides. He'd also worked on excavating mass graves in Bosnia and in Iraq.
The techniques of forensic archaeology are very similar to those of the more general kind. It's really only the questions they're trying to answer which are different. He talked for an hour and a half. It was a very interesting presentation. Some of the slides - and some of the cases he described - were gruesome, but really, very interesting.
Going to a lecture on forensic archaeology the day after a presentation on the Holocaust might not be exactly the best recipe for good dreams. Just saying.
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I'm writing this on the train. I'll probably end up posting this and going to sleep, because between course lectures, assignment work, and this evening's decomposing-body-extravaganza-lecture, I'm wrecked. Tomorrow, of course, is another day of more busy-ness. Thursday and Friday likewise: all the really interesting extra lectures seem to be on evenings this week, so inasmuch as it is possible, I want to get to them all. On Thursday, for example, there's a lecture about Egyptian trophies and how they were taken by Rome for display in Rome itself. On Friday, there's a biblical studies evening lecture about religious beliefs and practices in early Judah and Israel: does the evidence suggest polytheism? Or were the Israelites and/or the Judaeans always monotheistic?
I should probably stop writing now, before I trail away into greater incoherency. Night, all.
The techniques of forensic archaeology are very similar to those of the more general kind. It's really only the questions they're trying to answer which are different. He talked for an hour and a half. It was a very interesting presentation. Some of the slides - and some of the cases he described - were gruesome, but really, very interesting.
Going to a lecture on forensic archaeology the day after a presentation on the Holocaust might not be exactly the best recipe for good dreams. Just saying.
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I'm writing this on the train. I'll probably end up posting this and going to sleep, because between course lectures, assignment work, and this evening's decomposing-body-extravaganza-lecture, I'm wrecked. Tomorrow, of course, is another day of more busy-ness. Thursday and Friday likewise: all the really interesting extra lectures seem to be on evenings this week, so inasmuch as it is possible, I want to get to them all. On Thursday, for example, there's a lecture about Egyptian trophies and how they were taken by Rome for display in Rome itself. On Friday, there's a biblical studies evening lecture about religious beliefs and practices in early Judah and Israel: does the evidence suggest polytheism? Or were the Israelites and/or the Judaeans always monotheistic?
I should probably stop writing now, before I trail away into greater incoherency. Night, all.
