Buzzard Men, Our Flesh as Food, Circle of Life, and So On
In the central chamber of Egypt’s Kom Ombo, a temple complex along the Nile, there’s a ceiling mural featuring a line of vultures, wearing pharaonic headgear, avian royalty.
By contrast, vultures are disdained by many moderns. Urban Dictionary defines buzzard as “a contemptible white trash plastic Graphix bong smoker… feathered hair, tight stone washed jeans with oil stained white T's.”Despite such disdain, the buzzard bird is an essential player in the circle of life for cultures that invite these carnivorous creatures to clean the bones of the dead prior to burial or re-burial. After living at the top of the food chain, it somehow seems correct for us to be, in turn, consumed.
At San Francisco’s Legion of Honor museum, I saw many ossuaries (boxes for bones) retrieved from parts of the Levant, many just north of the Sea of Galilee. A number of these clay containers feature humanoid forms with hooked noses that suggest a vulture’s beak.

Most interesting to me were the vulture figures on a small-scale representation of an ancient enclosure, which I interpret to be a mortuary chamber.
“Sky burials” are still practiced in parts of Tibet, and vultures were once a sanctioned participant in the funeral practices of Native Americans.Cahokia, just outside St. Louis, is one of the greatest remaining monuments of Mississippian culture. Many of the artifacts contained the mounds have been, like those in St. Louis, bulldozed to oblivion. There are, however, a few precious remaining pieces of this ancient civilization, among them the so-called “Bird Man Tablet,” a humanoid figure with a hooked nose and wings. Many interpret the bird to be a hawk, but I believe the outstretched wings indicate that this is a vulture (vultures sit and spread their wings to maximize surface area and absorb more heat; hawks do not).
In Pre-Contact settlements throughout this part of the world, itinerant groups of so-called buzzard men would travel from city to city, doing the jobs of buzzards: cleaning the bones in preparation for burial.
Allowing the beasts of the natural world to feed on the flesh of our dead is likely a repugnant thought to many. Me, I think it’s repugnant to pump the dead full of toxic chemicals and then bury them in the sacred earth. Cremation is a more feasible option, but even burning the dead seems a waste of resources and a source of air pollution.
Sky burials, on the other hand, where the bodies are left to be consumed by the creatures of the air, seems an ecologically sound approach to managing the ever increasing number of dead on earth.
Of course, it’d be challenging to practice sky burials on a mass scale. You’d almost need a single location, some desolate are that would permit the exposure of many deceased humans to the birds, who would feast upon flesh and thus return us all to the earth from which we came. I nominate Detroit. People keep talking about the rebirth of the Motor City, and becoming America’s Only Sky Burial Zone could help this rust belt ruin resurrect itself as the most fertile agricultural regions in the world.
I myself would definitely consider a sky burial, if it were available…or perhaps even a burial at sea, which would also encourage the recycling of this mortal coil by hungry beasts. Call me Fish-meal.
PS. If you, too, are fascinated by both food and mortuary practices, check out the In Remembrance of Me exhibit at the University of Chicago’s Oriental Institute. It goes only until January 4…and this coming Saturday, TOMORROW, Cathy2 and the Chicago Culinary Historians are touring the exhibit; it starts at 10:15 am. See you there.
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