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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DR.
ROBERT L. HUMPHREY'S
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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.
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
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