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Bones, bones, and more bones., April 9, 2000
What could be drier than a book devoted to two men battling over collecting fossils and gaining the rights to name creatures extinct for over 100 million years - and this having taken place over 125 years ago at that. Well it could be dry and stuffy but not when Mark Jaffe takes his broad brush to his canvas and we find that intertwined in this story traipse the likes of: P.T. Barnum, Red Cloud, Crazy Horse, George Custer, and even Buffalo Bill Cody. We also will find U.S. Grant's cronies siphoning off aid that was supposed to go to the Indians. Add to the mix a few thousand Sioux warriors to liven up the story. At the core is the story of O.C. Marsh and E. D. Cope in the 1870's building the foundation of modern paleontology. These two totally different personalities immediately began to clash and we have one of the more interesting personal warfares in the history of science. Each built a coterie of supporters but at times the various personae and the shifting of loyalties begins to make the story seem like Tolstoy's War and Peace. There is never a dull moment. We have T.H. Huxley musing with O.C. Marsh's in Marsh's precious bone room at Yale. We see Marsh banging on doors in Washington until he eventually meets with Grant himself to try and right the injustice he sees happening to the Indians. It's always a race against time and in his haste Cope puts the head of one of his dinosaurs on the end of the tail. Marsh will forever remind Cope and the world of his folly. True, an innocent enough mistake, but in this world no one gives any quarter, especially Marsh. Is it political infighting you like? Like really nasty stuff? You've got it. In Jaffe's remarkable book we have our friendly bone hunters smashing precious fossil skeletons when packing up and leaving a site so the other guy can't get them. We have letter writing campaigns smearing reputations so that opponents won't get fellowships in prestigious societies. One side will hire away the other's help in the field. Bone hunters making $90.00 a month for working winters digging in the Wyoming wilderness have no loyalties. Humor? Just imagine Sioux warriors trying to make any sense out of these crazy men working feverishly hauling wagons with tons of bones out of the wilderness. The Sioux were at first certain that these men were seeking gold but when they saw them hauling out wagons of rocky bones, they new they were crazy. Not only the Sioux, just imagine any settler in those days making sense out of this seeming madness. Jaffe keeps our interest. He can intertwine all of these fascinating mini-stories without loosing sight of the main theme of Marsh and Cope. His research is impeccable and he is able even to give a good picture of the forces at work in the Indian Wars of the 1870's. Oddly enough this is not a book about dinosaurs or paleontology per se. The critters and their bones are only an adjunct to the tale being told. You will not learn much about the dinosaurs and other extinct animals. Lots of names pass by but unless you have some previous knowledge of dinosaurs, most of this is just names, but then it is not essential to the understanding of the story to know your beasts. The real story is the personal warfare between Marsh and Cope and how this colored the politics of the West and influenced scientific institutions. So even if dinosaurs are not your thing -- if history, the West, or how science really operates in the real world are, or maybe you just like a good story, don't miss this book.
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