Brad's scissors cut Jonathan's paper, and he doesn't take more than about one and a half seconds to choose J.P. He knows J.P.'s name, too. None of this "cutie with the almost bald head" for him. Jonathan chooses Yul, who is unquestionably the most desirable remaining teammate, but strategically is the wrong choice. As the EEFPs pointed out (and I never would have noticed), the other team wouldn't have been able to pick Yul for its next pick, so Yul will still be there next time. The right pick was probably Nate, whom J.P. can pick next time if Jonathan doesn't. Take Nate, and you force J.P. to pick Adam (who you, Jonathan, know to be a jackass anyway), and you can still get Yul. Of course, Jonathan didn't have all week to work this out like we did, and I'm not sure it's surprising that it didn't occur to him. Anyway, he picks Yul. So J.P. picks Nate, and with that, we have a mismatch of brawn, because Yul is forced to pick Ozzy, who is wiry at best, leaving Nate to pick Adam and Ozzy to pick Cao Boi. I'm not a big believer in muscles being more important than anything, but seriously, that's four young gym guys to one, or possibly one and a half if you give partial credit for Ozzy. In Palau, widely considered a major physical mismatch, it was only three to one. And in this group, if you're tracking the racial breakdown, one of the sides has one from each tribe, and the other has two Asian guys and no African-American guy. (I try to mix up my terms, because it minimizes the picketers outside my house.) So they're not quite as even as the women's groups chosen earlier.
The four captains each choose an egg handed to them by Jeff, and he tells them that when he gives the go-ahead, they're supposed to smash the eggs in their hands as hard as they can. When they do, Brad and Parvati smash blue eggs; Jonathan and Cecilia smash red eggs. So that's how the tribes line up. Notable: Yul and Becky are reunited. The Jonathan/Cecilia tribe is going to be called Aitu; the Brad/Parvati tribe will be Raro. As they all smear paint on each other's faces, Jeff says that all their accumulated goodies will be gathered up and split between the tribes, and then he sends them home. So now, they can start ganging up on each other based solely on personalities and petty grievances, and everything can get back to normal.
We return to the new Raro on Day 7. They all seem very happy, and Nate interviews that with how rough they had it at Hiki, he's awfully happy about the change. He says that he went from "the ghetto" to "Bel Air." Hey, I think I've heard of that transition before. I know a song about it. Want to hear it? Anyone? Anyone? Sigh. Nate says that he also wasn't crazy about the "stanky yellow buffs" he was wearing. I wonder if he realizes that, in a week, the new ones will be just as bad. They all sit down together, and Stephannie tentatively asks everyone else how they felt about the tribes being divided by race. J.P. says that he thought it might educate people and make people think and so forth. He is so full of it, seriously. He thinks something, I'm sure, but I doubt it's that this will be wildly educational. Stephannie says in an interview that, on their tribe, "you really don't see color." Eh. I never like it when people say that, because no matter who says it, it's always denial, a little bit. The question is only whether it's healthy or unhealthy denial, you know? Accusations and bullshitting begin to fly regarding who does and doesn't snore, and that's always good for a few laughs. Parvati happily interviews that they're "a melting pot." Bleh. Brad says that he's only pretending to be nice until he goes back to trying to outmaneuver everyone, basically. There's an honest kid right there. "Cold hard cash," he reminds us, is the goal. But then everyone does a cheer together, so maybe everyone else has given up on the cold hard cash. You think? Parvati waggles her shoulders seductively while informing the tribe that she's "so excited." It's subtle flirtation that's really so effective.