Forget the euro and the yen. In this South Pacific archipelago, people are pouring their savings into another appreciating currency: dolphin teeth.
Islanders demand dolphin teeth for buying brides, a perverse reverse dowry. I wonder if those "weak bidder" bachelorettes fetch a premium in the molars/matrimony market as Mark Gimein might predict. Doubtful.
The "teeth harvesting" process will drop your jaw (no pun intended), so the squeemish are encourged to skip the following block quote:
Organized on particularly calm days several times a year, Malaita dolphin hunts are complicated endeavors, involving dozens of villagers and a flotilla of paddle boats. When a pod of dolphins are spotted frolicking in the ocean, the boats approach them in a semicircle. Then, fishermen start pounding stones and coconut shells under water, producing a rhythm that drives the dolphins into a trancelike state. As the boats close in on the pod, the noise pushes the dolphins toward a particularly swampy stretch of the shore.
"The dolphins see it's dark underneath, think it's deep water, dive and get stuck in the mud," says Mr. Sukufatu. "To subdue them, we cover the breathing hole in their heads with our palms, and push them deeper and deeper into the mud."
Once the dolphins are nearly suffocated, hunters tie strings around their snouts, so as not to damage the teeth in the thrashing, and then hack off their heads with machetes. Then, the teeth are divided among the hunters, while the meat goes to feed the rest of the village, Mr. Sukufatu says.
Isn't it bad enough we catch, kill and can Flipper? Must we also use his cousin's teeth as a medium of exchange and store of value?
Now, don't get me wrong, I value and support the preservation of idigenous traditions just as much as the next Berkeley grad. But we must pause every once in a while and take a fresh look at our vestigial customs and mores through the lens of modernity. (Historical precedent.) Technological advances have empowered modern man to drastically alter his environment -- intentionally or otherwise -- in effect, voiding the check and balance system (arbitrated by Mother Nature) in place during all eras pre-modern. (I recommend the naysayers who claim humans leave no footprint consult the ever-growing list of endangered and threatened species.) I imagine it would be difficult to hunt a species into extinction using a bow and arrow, but an assault rifle certainly lowers the hurdle.
The rules have changed and so must our behavior. The opposite appears to be happening in the Solomon Islands, whose "traditional currency is gaining in prominence now after years of ethnic strife that have undermined the country's economy and rekindled attachment to ancient customs."
Which brings me to the other facet of this interesting article that caught my fancy: commodities as currency. I've never been a fan of the gold standard (despite my praise of Ayn Rand). Obviously, I also frown upon the use of dolphin teeth as a monetary medium. Cruelty issues aside, I just don't see how it makes sense to arbitrarily link an economy's monetary base to the supply of a commodity subject to its own fundamentals and market dynamics. What happens when the islanders run out of dolphins to slaughter? Holding demand constant, the diminshed supply would result in a higher equilibrium price (in terms of real buying power) for dolphin teeth. In other words, the market for goods and services would experience deflation (prices would effectively come down as a dolphin tooth fetched more goods than before).
Then again, perhaps this society of dolphin killers would be getting what it deserved.