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Since Dr. Robert L. Humphrey's book - VALUES FOR A NEW MILLENNIUM - edited by his personal student - Jack Hoban, was very hard to find, I had decided to dedicate some pages for allowing you to read about some of his stories and cases.


His incredible work and research that he had accomplished throughout his life will amaze you. His global cross-cultural detective work to stop cross-cultural conflicts and violence resolution are important lessons to be remembered. These are taken from the book itself.

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He is sorely missed.


As I hurried watchfully along that street, unarmed and a little uneasy, for some, reason the keywords Purcel had used the day before, came to mind, emotional punch. The answer to the riddle, how one teaches (actually, reinforces) values, finally dawned on me: It requires an experience or story with emotional impact.


LOVE AND SACRIFICE


Robert Ardrey's account describes one of those grim life-and-death incidents that occur constantly in nature. This particular incident involved a troop of baboons and a leopard. Leopards eat baboons. It is said that baby baboons are leopards' favorite dessert. However, the big cats won't attack a baboon troop that is foraging in formation with five or six males tactically situated for a united defense. For a kill, a leopard awaits one of the disorganized moments in the baboons' pattern of life. Ardrey's account describes one of those terrible moments. A naturalist, Professor Marais, was the observer:

It was still dusk. The troop [of baboons] had only just returned from the feeding grounds and had barely time to reach its scattered places in the high piled rocks behind the fig tree. Now it shrilled its terror and Marais could see the leopard. It appeared from the bush and took its insolent time. So vulnerable were the baboons that the leopard seemed to recognize no need for hurry. He crouched just below a little jutting cliff observing his prey and the problems of the terrain and Marais saw two male baboons edging along the cliff above him.
The two males moved cautiously; the leopard, if he saw them, ignored them. His attention was fixed on the swarming, screeching, defenseless horde scrambling among the rocks. The two males dropped. They dropped on him from the height of twelve feet. One bit at the leopard's spine. The other struck at his throat while clinging to his neck from below. In an instant the leopard disemboweled with his hind claws the baboon hanging to this neck and caught in his jaws the baboon on his back. But it was too late. The dying disemboweled baboon had hung on just long enough and had reached the leopard's jugular vein with his canines.
Marais watched while movement stilled beneath the little jutting cliff. Night fell. Death, hidden from all but the impartial stars, enveloped prey and predator alike and in the hollow places in the rocky, looming krans, a society of animals settled down to sleep.

[Robert Ardry, African Genesis (N.Y., Atheneum Publishers, 1961) p. 81.]


For my first experiment with this story, to give it a hard test, I walked into a Navy training room in Saigon and approached a group of sailors who were on a smoking break. Speaking above their casual conversations, I interrupted: "Hey fellows, let me read you something. I want to know what you say it represents."


I read the account slowly, with emphasis, looking up after each line or two observing their reactions. It was working as far as capturing their attention was concerned. There was that wonderful rapt attention when something is captivating. They had even stopped their cigarette puffing. When I finished reading, I looked up, observed their expressions, which remained attentive, and asked, "What is the moral of that story?"


There were a few seconds of thoughtful silence but no bewilderment. Finally, a young man, in his own picturesque words, confidently stated the account's self-sacrificing species-preserving meaning.


The next two formal trials, the next day, were equally rewarding.


The only little drawback I saw in teaching the point was the considerable delay required for the members of an audience to process the meaning of the story and state it. A few weeks later, while working with some poorly educated men who were assigned to a hard-labor task, I read the account and again asked: "What is the moral of that story?"


To my surprise, there was no hesitancy this time. One young fellow shot his hand right out to speak and exclaimed: "The moral of that story is clear; don't screw around with those baboons."


After the laughter, I realized that I was not asking quite the right question. I changed it from then on to ask: "What basic characteristic of all life, animal and human, does that story illustrate?"


To complete the lesson, we learned, one must add and ask: "Of course, those were animals, acting out of instinct. Do we human beings possess a similar self-risking instinct-like inclination even though it is ultimately controllable by reason?" (There are always quick head-nodding approvals.)


We add, Answer in your own mind these questions:


- Would you risk or give your life to save your loved ones or members of your group?


- Further, do you think the religious leaders are right in asserting that we humans could develop an empathy that would include other races and all of humankind in our circle of loved ones or in our emotionally protected human groups?

Above from pages 141 - 143
Dr. Robert L. Humphrey's
VALUES FOR A NEW MILLENNIUM

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The Competing Philosophy of Selfishness


The most angry challenge to this Dual Life-Value that I encountered during the Cold War was from a military officer who said he was also a psychologist and follower of Ayn Rand. He insisted in front of a key audience that all heroics in combat or anywhere are all culturally conditioned behavior with no possible natural roots. He yelled, "Such self-giving actions could not possibly be natural against that well-known first law of nature, self-preservation. They are only culturally conditioned in!"
He made this unusual attack on one of my orientations at a highly sensitive time. I was re- educating some men to improve their behavior toward the Okinawans at a time when threatening violence was at our gates.
Fortunately, I was ready (next entry). You, also, need to be, even though you are not teaching instinctive human nature other than as one possibility.


ITEM #4, Section c. The Dual Life-Value -- Continued. The Nature of Humankind or the Nature of All Life?


In his book, African Genesis, Robert Ardrey tells a life-and-death story of some baboons and an old leopard. Baby baboons seem to be the favorite food of the big cats. So, when a troop of baboons is foraging, they stay in a military formation with the biggest males out front where they can quickly gang-up on and try to drive off any hungry leopard that they chance to encounter.
In Ardrey's true account, one of the big cats had surprised a troop of baboons just as it was breaking up its formation to make camp for the night. The huge predator calmly surveyed the terrain, picked his evening meal, probably a baby-baboon, and gathered himself for his explosive attack. He arrogantly ignored two old male baboons cautiously edging along an overhanging cliff just above him. Two baboons are far too few to cope with the powerful slashing fang-and-claws of the big spotted professional baboon-killer.
Nonetheless, that evening, the two males dropped on the leopard in a suicidal attack. One bit at his spine while the other tore at his throat while hanging to his neck from below. He instantly killed them both. He disemboweled, with his hind claws, the one at his throat; while simultaneously turning his head and biting to death the one on his back.
But as Ardrey reported, it was too late. The dying disemboweled baboon on the leopard's neck had hung on just long enough and had bitten through to the juggler vein. And as Ardrey said, somewhat in triumph for all the underdogs of the world, a society of animals settled down safely to sleep that night.


After reading that story to the audience that listened with pin-dropping silence, I looked at the Captain who was standing near the back of the room and asked, Captain, can you explain how those two old male baboons got so well culturally conditioned?
The crowd exploded in laughter. They turned to look at the red-faced captain. Some even stood up to get a good look. He turned around and left.

Above from
Ten Values - Secrets for Building Institutional and Global Harmony

http://www.lifevalues.com/ten_values_1.htm