The following Mark's Daily Apple article was written by Marxist and is narrated by Brock Armstrong.

Walking, the human condition.

When early humans stood erect over the African savanna, our improved vantage point

gave more than views of prey and predator, berry bush and honeybee hive, nut tree, and watering

hole.

We saw possibilities.

We saw the horizon stretching out until what appeared to be infinity.

We saw sunsets and sunrises, mountains and valleys, stars and constellations and galaxies.

The world grew, and we viewed this massive world with a childlike curiosity that made just

looking insufficient. We had to touch, visit, and

experience it. So, we walked. Some of us walked north from our eastern African homelands across

the Levantine corridor to reach the Near East, or what became the fertile crescent, before agriculture stripped it bare.

From there, humans walked deeper into the new land, some heading south into the Indian subcontinent,

others exploring the far reaches of the east or the steps of Central Asia, and on into Europe.

Other African groups spread south and west across the rest of the

continent, or taking advantage of low water levels, crossed the Red Sea at the Horn of Africa,

alternately walking and perhaps rafting along Asia's southern coastline until Indonesia and eventually Australia.

And at some point, humans walked clear across the Arctic land bridge to North America.

A few of us settled in that far north, happy with walrus and seal and salmon.

Others kept walking, making their way through Canada, America, and down into Latin America.

Walking was freedom. There was always something else just around the bend, a new life, a new

beginning, new plants, and animals to eat, and eventually tame. If things got awkward or conflict arose within the

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