immemorial age. that was a special big garden, a forest, where all types of trees and flowers grew. the trees bending down gently flinging branches. our orchard grew like a crown on the sun's eyebrow. where did humbaba come from? his mother was just a cave, his father unknown. who made him a friend pretending guardian of the orchard. did those nice shrubs need fear to go begging for a garden and have humbaba in his treachery ilk. those plants and flowers were like books everyone could read, not cut and throw away. their different fantastic colors had formed our blood so our veins ran smoothly, our 7 wonders showed. then humbaba made a whirlwind of fire and snow. who crowned him king? who showed him our garden was but a jail? humbaba was great and scary, but not so very strong, though no one could ever conquer him as no one would ever try. time and again, when things grew old, humbaba alone believed himself eternal and young, still powerful, able to defeat all. humbaba didn't want to know one fact: that accumulation will lead to eruptive change. but, sadly, when suddenly he realized

is the word americans used to describe eskimos as he's a distant relations of the wolf from time immemorial they have lived side by side with humans in the north. the distinguishing features of the husky speed exceptional insurance the ability to cover long distances without much effort and their devotion to humans their desire to always be on the move is in their blood. yeah that's a good voice game going. the expedition makes its first long stopover in here his salmi house the dwelling and several out houses are in the midst of a forest. nicholai to the hermit lives here alone without the perks of modern life. the new king about life here is that you don't have to worry about electricity or heating again cut out i take water from a nice hole in chop far wood to keep warm. and it is a fin by nationality and the russian citizen is also a man of the forest as he calls himself he became a legendary figure in karelia in finland a long time ago. nikolai turned his life around when he was a young man he bade farewell to friends and family left his village home and settled down in the woods. but

it is steeped in history like any place that human beings have inhabited from time immemorial. but los angeles has done is to structure a certain kind of memory that in the absence structured memory takes up the place. so we remember a time that was sunny. the george washington of the west. >> in a skirt. >> right. we remember a certain lifestyle of the 19th century or the late 18th century that is a scrim of commercial and political and cultural and racial and ethnic willfulness. so what we forget is that los angeles comes of age as an american place with a landscape that is bloodied by the mexican-american war and by a trajectory of racial and ethnic violence that is punctuated through the 19th century and the 20th century, dark and gramm. and so the memory is really put to work, but constructive memory in big place of real memory. >> let me get a quick comment before i go to you. have other places tried so successfully to obliterate or to launder their history? if you look at boston. >> i think so. typing so. i am one of those people that things about los angeles in a way th