Shoes and Ships and Sealing Wax

There's this running theory that Africa is still a third world country because it's so flippin' hot.

Take the Europeans, with their snow and shiver temperatures. You're cold. What do you do? You build a house, a fire, invent the lightbulb, the gas heater, thermal underwear, igloos and Horlicks. You invent, develop, store up fat, start a club, indoor sport - it's the fight for survival.
Then you have Africans. Winter is nice and balmy, so you hunt and gather and a nice fire, shagging and uhm buffalo skin is more than enough to keep you warm in the evenings. Summer comes, and it's so soooo fucking hot you can't move. So you eat your share in the morning, find a shady spot, and sleep through the heat if the day. Check what the lions and buffalo skins do. If you're ever on a game drive, or safahahari as the tourists call it, don't go look for the Big 5 around noon. Firstly, because you'll pass out from heat exhaustion, and secondly because they'll all be sleeping in mud pits and under trees.

On an after-noon game drive at Loskopdam, the only animal we saw up close was a dead warthog. Like Puumba. Apparently the pork industry kinda took a knock after the release of Babe. Lots of kids all over the world quitting bacon. Heehee. Wonder if Finding Nemo did the same for the fish industry.