There was an incredible display piece at the anatomy labs I used to teach in.
It was a glass cabinet, filled with about fifty human skulls. But the interesting thing was that, at one end of the case was the skull of a newborn baby, and then the rest of the skulls were arranged in developmental order going back from that. It began with tiny fetal proto-skulls and showed the development until birth.
Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? Quite chapfallen?
Also, bald eagle feathers are a very controlled substance…it’s almost impossible to get one legally unless you are Native American and part of a tribe using it for an official ceremony or dress.
Yeah, that’s exactly what they want you to think. But by being born, you consented to a EULA that makes it clear you’ve only a limited license to that skull and its contents.
I assumed that exception was because the federal government had to explicitly step in at some point and say STOP SELLING TREATING NATIVE AMERICAN BONES LIKE A COMMODITY.
Or, possibly, that there is a tribe somewhere where human bones might have some religious importance? (I know that the etymology of “cannibal” came from Christopher Columbus misunderstanding the Carib peoples’ name for themselves; and that the Caribs often kept the bones of relative for religious reasons, which Columbus assumed meant that they ate humans.)
I’m a classic big-government liberal. I think the state has a right and an obligation to make sure that society is orderly, fair, and healthy. So it’s not like I have any kind of philosophical objection to these laws, which I know are well-intentioned.
But I have to say, the sheer time needed to do regulatory compliance is, by far, the single biggest obstacle to getting new people into the hobby of skull collection.