...............Bering Strait Myth Poem by elysabeth faslund

'Well, lookee here, Jake! We done found
the oldest skeleton in the Northern Hemisphere!
Got to be 20 thousand years old...crossed
Those Bering Straits it did! We is famous! '

Jake said jack about that, gazed askew
at the Starbuck's coffee cup, clutched
in its boney maroney hand...'Uh, you mean,
...'if the ice age builds a land bridge, they

will come? '...uh, ice builds ice, my friend.'

20,000 years previously...sunny day, all that...
Glug looked at a mile high wall of ice, and, him
looking UP at it, gave him an idea...voiced...
'BULLSH*TT! ! ! Tain't no food up there! ! !

Go South in Siberia, and those fools will
kill us...go West, we in bogland...can't
go North, ice wall too high...hmmmmm,
well lookee at them fishin boats we got! ! ! '

Glug and the tribe went sailing merrily,
happily, catching fish, rainwater, fair winds...
only one teensy thing went wrong...
they got caught in the Humbolt Current...

and founded Equador...

Hey, it's on the internet...hotly
contested theory!