I love watching archeology programs, though I think I’ve seen enough mummies to last me for 100 years. When I was a kid, I devoured book after book written by and about great treasure hunters and dreamed of one day sailing off to exotic lands, stumbling through the deserts of hell and finding vast masses of gold and gems. Then sailing home a rich and famous man.
I never quite managed that.
I read of treasures found in Indian mounds, Pyramids, ancient, buried cities, sunken ships, old settlements, ghost towns, and tombs. Treasure hunters were in their heyday!
National Geographic bespoke of gold, arts, jewels, mysteries, fantastic things under the ancient sands and of ancient treasures picked up for pennies in ‘rustic’ markets, handled by ‘dirty’ people who jabbered and all but pushed the valued items into one’s hands.
Why, a person could become rich just strolling through an Egyptian native market with chicken change in one’s pockets, a pith helmet upon one’s head, jhodpur pants, sturdy boots and wearing a loose, long sleeved white shirt. Short, skinny, swarthy dark men with dirty turbans on and wrapped in dirty robes would eagerly offer to sell you pottery, sculpture, gold and ancient silver from shady alleyways for sheer copper pennies!
Almost every major college in England and some in America had a mummy. Wealthy homes had mummies and ‘unwrapping’ parties, ancient pottery, works of art and exotic things lying about.
Now, I watch the archeologists and they sourly debase ‘tomb robbers’, grave looters, as they find graves and tombs which have been picked over. People decry the hard working, independent treasure hunter who burrows into the dark, often dangerous depths of ancient resting places to scrabble out with some few bits of gold, silver, precious stones to sell. He finds a site unknown to anyone and does the work, takes the risks and now has to smuggle his loot to buyers.
Yet, in the old Roman empire, one of the greatest necropolises ever found is being filled in and destroyed because it was discovered under a city, under a new highway and bridge being built. They’ve barely given archeologists any time to scrabble through the maze of tombs and locals freely go in and out with candles and lamps, through dark depths now being flooded by construction run off, to freely take what they wish.
They’re not considered grave robbers and when the time is up, treasures or valuable information or not, the openings will be dynamighted closed and filled in to support the road.
So, how did treasure hunters become grave robbers? Quite a fall from adventurers and heroes to scum.
In 1000 years, most of us won’t care if someone finds and disturbs our bones, if any are left. Probably the cemetaries then will be under a shopping mall anyhow. We all know quite well how local governments can void land deals, legal contracts and binding purchases if they want any piece of land for use.
I still have old books about Treasure Hunters, fighting through jungles, big damn pistol in hand, machete in the other, seeking and finding an entombed city and claiming the riches there in.
Ballard considers the salvagers of the Titanic tomb robbers. I consider him nuts. It’s there. It’s worth a whole lot of cash. Go get it. Learn something in the process.