THINK OF THE ICEMAN AS A SORT OF prehistoric Daniel Boone: a leather-clad outdoorsman, equipped with the Stone Age equivalent of a bowie knife and plenty of mountain know-how. Now imagine the reception the roughhewn pioneer might have got if he had shown up, coonskin cap and all, to greet the erudite Thomas Jefferson at Philadelphia's Second Continental Congress -- or if he had strode into the elegant court of Louis XV to mingle with the bewigged nobles of France.
That sort of culture clash -- mountain man meets high society -- would have happened had Iceman ventured to meet his...