Genealogy Merry-Go-Round

I find one’s genetic makeup interesting.  My significant other–not as much.

Were websites, such as ancestry.com, simply ploys to separate us from our money?

Obviously, if they weren’t making money, they wouldn’t stay in business.  How was it possible for someone to be related to Cleopatra?  …Or, some other historical figure, at a time when record keeping wasn’t what it is today?

I’m going to assume it’s done with genetic coding.  Those from the Middle East have common genetic markers.  Others, from elsewhere in the world, have their own specific markers.  My unbelieving spouse and I, agreed to disagree.

My family history, on both sides, was researched before the digital age.  The ancestry website confirmed what was already known–back to the eighteenth century.  Although,  television commercials are entertaining, I’ve not received pictures of any of my ancestors–especially, the way-back ones.

Without going into detail, here’s what was previously known.  My paternal great-grandfather’s family came from Upper Austria.  My maternal great-grandfather’s family came from Yorkshire, England.  My maternal, great-grandmother was Dutch.

Breakdown from the popular ethnicity website:

  • Great Britain———————————77%
  • Eastern Europe——————————-15%
  • Iberian Peninsula——————————2%
  • Asia—————————————–2%
  • Ireland—————————————1%
  • Western Europe——————————–1%
  • Italy/Greece, Finland/NW Russia——————<1%

 

Katherine and Eric, from the television commercial–Katherine was surprised to find out that Eric wasn’t Italian, but rather Eastern European.  My 2% Iberian Peninsular and Asian ancestry was certainly a surprise.  It’s not likely to stir any interest from the ancestry.com folks.  However, genealogy may explain why my great-aunt made plum pudding for the Holidays every year.

Generations

It’s consistently warm now.  Summer is unofficially here on the Gulf Coast.  The bugs are back.  The latest generation is hungrier, more annoying than ever.

Twisted logic becomes more twisted everyday.  The latest version more twisted than the last.  Your nose assaulted the end of my fist.  Your parked car collided with mine.  The Civil War, was taught in the South, as Wars of Northern Aggression.

Events interpreted to fit agendas; portrayed one group of humans as less than human; shirked responsibilities.   Then it became more complicated.  Well maybe your ancestors did things that should never have been?  Maybe they did?  Maybe they didn’t?

If that were true–which ancestors should I blame?  Since I’m part English, Irish, German, Austrian, Dutch, and Native American.  Native Americans drew the shortest straw–in my opinion.  As far as I’m concerned, it’s either all or none.

Generations past wouldn’t understand any of this.  I have no right to judge them in the twenty-first century.  They were smarter than given credit for–lived through both World Wars.  Most of us wouldn’t have the gumption to endure their hardships.

Are humans more important in the broad scheme of the universe than mere insects?  Somehow, I doubt it.  There are a lot more insects on this planet than humans.  I need more insect repellant.