According to Bryan Sykes of Oxford University, there were seven daughters of Eve and ten sons of Adam, as it were (“Katrin, Helena,” August 10, 2001). Genetic research traces our roots to a handful of ancestors. According to Oxford Ancestors, Sykes’ company engaged in genetic research along mitochondrial lines, on my maternal side I hail from the region between Perpignan on the Mediterranean coast and the Dordogne valley. My maternal roots go back some twenty-thousand years. There is much less precision on my paternal side, for mitochondria are transmitted by women, but I hail from Southwestern Europe. My paternal roots reach about twelve-thousand years back. None of this is surprising, though. Most Europeans are from Europe. The newcomers from Asia arrived in small numbers and their genes quickly sunk into the European genetic pool. No matter how trustworthy is the research by Sykes and his team, this is what other researchers in the field also maintain. To wit, myths of hordes of invading newcomers are just that, myths. But why do we still stick to them? What makes nationalism so lively after so much genetic research making it obsolete, if not also ridiculous?