That story did nothing but depress me. Leave these people the f**k alone! They were doing fine for thousands of years living a natural life... and their most cherished possession is a piano?? Please. This paragraph made me wanna punch someone.

"When our 11-strong team landed at Gunn's Strip, it seemed as if the whole of the tribe had turned out to meet us. But if any of us had been expecting half-naked, blowpipe-wielding savages, we were disappointed. The American missionaries who converted the tribe in the 1950s taught them Christian modesty, and they now favour shorts and T-shirts, largely supplied by visitors and aid agencies. The footwear of choice is the plastic flip-flop."

Good ol' Christian missionaries.