The Complete Story of Anubis 🐺⚖️ | Egypt’s God of the Dead Explained | Boring History For Sleep

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How did jackals inspire the creation of Anubis as a guardian of graves?

Jeremy Bamber 0:00
Hey there, night travellers. Tonight we're crossing the Nile to meet a god who's been on duty for five thousand years without a single coffee break. A black jackal standing where the green fields end and the desert begins. Anubis. The original night shift worker, the inventor of mummies, and the only deity in history who got to weigh your soul on an actual scale. Spoiler alert. If you ate too many snacks today, your heart might be in serious trouble. We're walking the full path of the Jackal Lord tonight. His many fathers, his secret childhood, the night he branded a leopard, and the courtroom where every human heart got its final grade. By the end of this, you'll never look at a black dog in the moonlight the same way again.
Jeremy Bamber 0:41
So tap that like button if mythology is your kind of bedtime story, and drop a comment telling me where you're watching from tonight. What city? What time? What's the weather doing outside your window? Now dim the lights, get comfortable, and let's go meet the god who never left his post. Picture the Nile Valley somewhere around 6,000 years before the modern era. The civilization we recognize from textbooks, the one with the obelisks and the golden masks and the elaborate hieroglyphs did not exist yet. what existed was a string of small farming villages strung along the river like beads on a thread people grew barley and emmer wheat fished the shallows kept goats made pottery and lived in houses built from mud bricks that dissolved a little more with every flood
Jeremy Bamber 1:25
Life was reasonably good when the harvest came in, reasonably brutal when it did not, and reasonably short by any measure we would recognise today. The average person who made it past childhood could expect maybe 30 or 35 years of work, weather, and worry. Then they would die, and their family would have to figure out what to do with the body. The solution these early Egyptians came up with was, on paper, perfectly practical. They wrapped the deceased in a simple cloth, sometimes a reed mat, sometimes nothing at all, and they carried the body out to the edge of the village where the green floodplain ended and the desert began. There they dug a shallow oval pit in the sand, no more than a metre deep, placed the body in a curled position as if sleeping, tucked in a few small offerings, and covered everything back up.
Jeremy Bamber 2:13
A little mound of stones or a wooden marker showed where the grave was. Then everyone went home. It was simple. It was sustainable. It was the kind of arrangement that worked for thousands of years across thousands of villages. There was just one tiny problem. The desert was full of jackals. A jackal, for anyone who has never had the pleasure, is a medium-sized wild canine that looks like a fox got into a mixed marriage with a wolf and the wolf had questions about the bills. They are clever. They are quick. They hunt in pairs or small family groups, and they are absolutely committed to the principle that food should not go to waste, no matter where that food happens to be located. Egyptian jackals roamed the ridges between the cultivated land and the open desert in significant numbers, and they had excellent noses.
Jeremy Bamber 2:58
A shallow grave with a fresh body in it, lightly covered with sand, was not exactly a high security facility. It was, from the jackal's professional perspective, more like a takeaway window with the lights left on. So the inevitable thing kept happening. A family would bury their grandmother in the afternoon, return the next morning to leave a small jar of beer at the marker, and find the marker knocked over, the sand disturbed, and grandmother no longer entirely where they had put her. Sometimes parts of her would be scattered across the ridge. Sometimes the whole grave would be excavated overnight with a precision that, in any other context, would have been admirable. Imagine the conversation around the cooking fire that evening.
Jeremy Bamber 3:39
Mother, the village wants to know if we want to try again with a deeper hole, or if we should just accept that grandmother is now part of the local wildlife management plan.

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