


It’s hard to remember how different human evolution was before Svante Pääbo and his transformative discoveries in genetics. There were some bones, but they were bit few and fragmentary. People argued interminably over them like so many medieval nominalists and realists. There were tools, and heroic studies of the scratches thereon. People spent lifetimes following various primates in and out of the rain forest: but it is hard to say whether a chimpanzee is really like a human ancestor, or a baboon is : or is not.
Then in 1997 at the Max Planck Institute in Leipzig, Svante Paabo announced a breakthrough: the actual DNA from inside the mitochondrion of a real (dead) neanderthal. For the very first time here was something tangible, data rich, and available for statistical scrutiny. Now we knew who we were, and who they were. As if that were not enough, in 2009 his team announced a whole Neanderthal genome. Then came immortality: on the floor of a cave in distant Siberia came a tiny bone which Pääbo showed to be a third type of human: the Denisovans. The utter. twisted, anastomosing complexity of the modern human story became clear: and with it the implication that it had always been thus. Giving him the Nobel Prize in 2022 must have been the easiest decision since that monkey in 2001: a space odyssey thought a horse skull might be a good place to land a good thwack.
But the real significance of Svante Pääbo lies deeper. It’s in the observable phenomenon that every so often some genius comes along and turns a field upside down. That every debate, however heated and angry, will one day become futile as more gets found out. It’s like that in all sciences, and a good many non sciences too. The biggest mistake any of us can make is to think we have all the answers. Thanks Svante Pääbo for showing there’s always something new around every corner.
[1]https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Svante_P%C3%A4%C3%A4bo
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