We don’t need to talk about Bigfoot, in this day and age, but my goodness, we simply must.
Whoever you are, wherever you come from, you’ve heard of the guy.
Big fellow, hairy, real sneaky, hangs out in the woods.
You may know him as the Swamp-Ape, Sasquatch, the Yeti, if you’ve spent any time in Siberia, you might know him as The Chuchuna.
Spent a summer in South America? Do you know Mapinguari?
What I mean to say is…c’mon, guys. If there was such a thing as Bigfeets, or Bigfoots, whatever they may collectively be, and they are somehow all over the world, how have we not found them by now?
As a species, alongside our best frenemy time, we have killed so many good mysteries.
The Chupacabra? Nah, just a weird wolf-coyote hybrid, a few have popped up now. Some lady in Texas has a stuffed one, taxidermized in her living room.
The Bermuda Triangle? Just gas, that’s all. Giant sulphur-scented bubbles of sea flatulence, that turn the water ghostly green and magnify the shipwrecks at the bottom so they seem like looming apparitions from the deep. Why did they sink? Because the gas bubbles change the density of the water, and boats become too heavy to float. What about the planes? You guessed it, gas. It messes with the operating systems, apparently.
Aliens? Well, the jury is still out on that one. The government says they’re real, but I wouldn’t take their word for anything. They are the same people that told us they had nothing to do with JFK, or COVID. They told us it wasn’t them who flooded the ghettos with crack, that they had never heard of Epstein, until he killed himself.
They lie about everything.
How has this mysterious forest-wandering savage survived, all these years?
To be honest, I have never taken ol’ Squatch seriously.
I have always loved the tales, and had a giggle, and nodded along whenever I heard someone saying they had encountered our illusive, monstrous, mountain-top monkey-man themselves. I used to believe, firmly, that people were just mistaken, or spinning yarns. That they had probably bumped into a bear, or an actual ape of a discernible nature, that had escaped, from some lunatic who could never report that facts private, illegal zoo.
Maybe even scarier, another human.
There are some truly bizarre things, people seem to believe about Bigfoot.
Some people say they are psychic; they are interdimensional, they are the descendants of the biblical ‘Nephalim.’
There is an Ohio man, of the name Stacy Hasset.
He claims that he has lived peacefully, with a family of Bigfoot/feets for years.
They communicate with him telepathically, wield magic-like powers, and are invisible to the human eye, unless they want to be seen.
While no proof has ever been provided, I think he seems like a real straight-shooter.
Still, I would like to see some solid data.
Not that there has never been data, because there is.
The collection, handling, propagation and source of the data is always the problem, in a game with as many ‘eccentric’ players, like Stacy.
Over the years, people have found all sorts of stuff.
Hair, DNA and blood samples that allegedly point to an ‘unknown primate’ are prolific, there have been many.
So many, it makes me wonder how we have never matched these samples to a known creature, are we sending them to reputable labs? Are we testing them in the kitchen?
We have found footprints, huge ones, hundreds of them, who else could they possibly belong to!?
This is the part, where the article takes a turn.
I want you to stick with me, I’m not fully off of the fence, out in the woods, I’m just curious about a couple of things.
I have recently discovered the selection of zany, ‘free with ads’ documentaries on YouTube, there are a few, and if you’ve got your tinfoil hat on standby, they are exquisite.
Somehow, I fell into the Bigfoot rabbit-hole.
I was happily plummeting through the void, until I had to hit the brakes, when I heard about Les Stroud.
Les Stroud is a survivalist and naturalist, with a long career of nature, exploration and survivalism shows under his belt.
At some point, after a very successful run of his own show, Les made the bizarre decision, to dedicate his entire life, and ensuing TV shows, to finding Bigfoot.
This brought me pause, because I remembered seeing some of his shows, I had even saw an award-winning, short documentary film Les Stroud made early in his career called;
‘Snowshoes and Solitude’
Les is a logical, pragmatic and seemingly sensible guy.
He doesn’t think Bigfoot is a time-traveller, or psychic, he is just convinced that it’s out there, somewhere.
I started thinking, while watching his Bigfoot series,
‘This guy has spent more time in the wood’s than half of the world, why does he believe it?’’
And just like that, the fence didn’t seem so stable.
There are just as many believable, logical people out there who have had an encounter, and out of all those samples, all those footprints, surely one was…. Something?
I guess, only time will tell, but I would like to leave you, with this.
In my recent curiosity, I discovered a website.
The Bigfoot Field Researchers Organisation –
On this website, that has been in operation since the 90’s, users can share reports of their own experiences, in detail, including date, time, location.
I only had to look at the last five reports, to notice this –
Hammondsville, Yellow Creek and Toronto Ohio.
One week, three sightings, all within about 20 or so miles.
It almost seems like if there was a Bigfoot, it could be following the river.
That is why, real or not, Bigfoot will live forever.
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