I have a bed in my apartment. It’s a platform bed and holds a full mattress. It has just one thing wrong, the legs are too short.
I have osteoarthritis in my knees. My knees can’t really handle my standing up from too close to the ground. What the hell do furniture companies think they’re doing? We’re not all young sprouts with limber joints. Fuck, not all the young sprouts have limber joints. Don’t tell me that wood and steel has gotten so expensive you have to stint on legs, that is just a load of crap.
Make the damn bed legs taller so people like me with bad legs can get out of bed.
To be clear with you I don’t believe in bigfoot, I accept bigfoot. I know there are people who don’t, but it is my understanding that they don’t see the evidence pointing to the existence of the animal. Then you have those who do accept the existence of the sasquatch, but then also accept the existence of other matters that as far as I can see really can’t exist.
It comes down to mutual animosity between the bigfoot believers and the bigfoot deniers. Essentially both sides are conflating subjects such as sasquatch and telepathy which really have nothing to do with each other. Since telepathy doesn’t exist bigfoot can’t either. Since bigfoot exists telepathy must too. Neither can get it through their heads that it is possible for one thing to be and another to not.
And both sides are much too irrational on the subject. It’s an attack on their world view and an assault on their self-image. To be honest with you, they’re both self-deluded.
You get right down to it, it is possible for there to be a great ape native to North America, descended from an animal which migrated from Asia back during the Ice Ages when there was no Bering Strait. Where telepathy is concerned, I see no evidence for the phenomenon or any reason another explanation can’t suffice to explain what’s going on. You need to recognize the difference between the impossible and the improbable, no matter how improbable that is.
But the difficulty really is the hostility both sides show to each other. When I was a kid Mom kept telling me, ”You can catch more flies with honey than you can with vinegar.” So I have this request to ask of denier and believer; would you calm down and ask nice? I don’t mean nicer, I mean nice because neither of you haven’t shown me that you can be nice on this subject.
For the believers start addressing the deniers’ objections, and they do have justifiable objections. For the deniers start accepting that it is possible for a great ape to migrate to North America despite what you see as a lack of evidence. For there is evidence even though it causes you pain. The Earth orbits the Sun — when you get right down to it. Man is an ape descended from an ancestral ape. Bigfoot is native to North America. That is how things are, even if they give you tension headaches. Experts and authorities can be wrong.
When I hear somebody saying that the bigfoot can’t exist what I’m hearing is prejudice, what I’m getting is irrationality. When I hear somebody saying that bigfoot are telepathic and a hybrid of man and ape what I’m hearing again is prejudice and irrationality. Reality isn’t what you need it to be, reality is what it is.
The bigfoot is a great ape native to North America. As a great ape the bigfoot is related to the bonobo, the chimpanzee, both gorillas, and both orangutans. He may even be related to the yeti, the almasty, and the orang pendak should they exist. His existence, other than demonstrating that some people are mistaken about it, means shit all. The great apes1 living in Canada, the United States, and maybe even Mexico share the land with more primitive great apes who may have gotten here thousands of years before we did.
1 For we are but apes, and fussbudget apes into the bargain.
Today I’m off to adventure. I’ve already taken the first dose of the laxative, in another three hours I’ll be taking the second. A few hours after that my intestinal plumbing should be reasonably clear, though I doubt it would ever be completely clear.
I’m going through this so I can have a colonoscopy. I’m getting that done so my doctors and I can learn why I’m bleeding in my colon. That’s not a good thing, wastes resources and apparently leaves me listless and discouraged. If I’m to lose weight and get back into reasonable shape the bleeding needs to stop, and it looks like it’s going to require surgery.
Still and all aging has been good to me. People such as Jim Ward and Tim Kask — figures from role playing guides and the RPG community — are going through a lot worse than I. But I am aging and as I get older things are failing even if it is slowly.
Being optimistic helps a lot. I know what Dr. Thomas — my proctologist — plans to do and why. I know something about myself and that gives me further hope. So I’m expecting to get through this procedure with little or no trouble, then I’ll be having a pair of ham and cheese sandwiches with water then heading home so I can crash and recover. Remember, if you’re going to have a minor outpatient procedure make sure you have a bit to eat afterward for the energy and to replace what you’ve lost.
Why am I telling you this?
I felt like it. I guess I’m mostly reassuring myself and I’m doing that by reassuring you. Remember that for most of us what’s going to happen to me is pretty much the sort of ordinary thing that happens to others. If you’ve got something like a colonoscopy coming up be assured that the great majority of the time it’s nothing but a small inconvenience.
The first thing I’ll note is that scientists are conservative when it comes to the real world. Scientists such as David Brin and Gregory Benford do show a lively imagination, but when it comes to the world we know they do exhibit a strict adherence to what is and require rather stringent proofs when you seek to challenge what they know. Which is a good thing overall, as long as you don’t overdo it.
I must note at this time that scientists are also human beings. Physicist and rapscallion Stephen Hawkings is infamous in certain circles for his sense of humor. Biologists, botanists, zoologists, paleontologists, and naturalists take great glee in giving new species, genera, and families scientific names that can make you wonder just what these people were drinking or smoking at the time, and if you could get a pint or gram or two.
But then there are those scientists who have trouble with the real world when that world disagrees with what they insist on being true. In other words, even Dr. Rational can be rather irrational.
In certain areas we can be rather irrational, having somehow gotten the idea that what we don’t like just can’t be so for it causes us dismay. Indeed we can get so overwrought on certain subjects we can well near have an emotional breakdown and find ourselves refusing to so much as face the possibility. One difficult a number of scientists have lies in the possibility of the existence of bigfoot.
Back in the last century there were stories about a giant ape living in North America. These were dismissed because some scientists insisted there couldn’t be apes of any sort living anywhere in the new world. From their point of view, they were right.
However, there was one thing they kept overlooking. That being the fact that the Bering Strait hasn’t always been there. As early as 10,000 years ago the channel the Bering Strait runs through was dry land, which meant that various sorts of land bound animals could pass over Beringia going either way. Paleo-Indians and apparently bigfoot migrated from west to east.
The Evidence for Bigfoot
At this point in time I’d like to give you a lady who’s been given the name of Patty. The footage was taken in 1967 in the Bluff Creek area of Northern California and shows what is apparently a female bigfoot walking along.
A number of people insist that the subject in question has to be a person in a costume and that the footage is a hoax, rather conveniently overlooking such matters as Patty’s breasts, her dimensions and proportions, and what appears to be a hernia in her right thigh. For that matter, I don’t get the impression of a costume but of a makeup job, and an extensive one at that. That leads me to ask this question, why go to all that bother?
For that matter, where did they get all the makeup and hair? Why make the subject female? For that matter, why give her a hernia? And who paid for all the supplies and work and who put it together? I don’t think anybody’s given us any of that information, and if Patterson and Gimlin did it themselves where is the evidence that they did?
Some people claim that they know who made the suit, and one I’ve heard of who says he did, but at no time are we provided with solid physical evidence proving it. No sign of suit, no sign of those who worked on the suit and helped the subject into it. Even after some 50 years no sign of any fraud that would satisfy anyone except a person who needs it to be a fraud. Yet people keep insisting and exhibit signs of fear that they could be wrong.
By the way, you’ll note that the footage you can see above shows the whole roll of film and not just the part with Patty in it. You’d think that if Patterson was out to pull a trick he’d take care to ensure he had the whole roll available to film with. For that matter, that the image would be clear and sharp and that he would be using the right lens for the job. From what I see the man was very much an amateur filmmaking and taken askance by Patty’s appearance.
To Sum Up
Scientists do right to be conservative where the real world is concerned, but there are times when they take it a bit too far. Even when some experts insisted there could be no apes in North America back some 50 or more years ago they were getting it wrong. You see, it was possible for a species of great ape to be living in North America, and from the available evidence, they were and still are. For science is not a matter of what is acceptable, but of what is possible. From the evidence available to me I can only conclude that such a phenomenon as psychokinesis is not possible, but an Old World animal migrating over dry land to the New World is very much possible. As far as I can see this intellectual cowardice has caused entirely too much in the way of delay and obfuscation. I say that it is damn well time we stopped bitching and moaning about the subject and got to some real work.
I’ll have more to say on the subject of bigfoot, only the next time I’ll be going after the fools who insist that the bigfoot must be some magical creature with all sorts of arcane and wondrous powers — telepathic my ass. That may take a few days so please be patient. I thank you for your time and ask for a few alms for my blogging.
The following is fiction, fan fiction in fact. The series I’m writing this for is The Heirs of Alexandra by Eric Flint and Mercedes Lackey, with Dave Freer adding in. The vignettes I present in this series are not an official part of the main books and should not be considered as such. I’m also not going to explain things regarding THoA so you’ll have to read the novels yourself. In any case here is your first vignette in the story, Exploration.
Frederico da Genoa, Fred to his friends, considered the image floating in the air before him. It was tiny, let than the width of his big finger, but for all that what it was was immensely larger than what the original was. He didn’t think anybody had a name for how much smaller it was, but he suspected that it could be quantified as a 1 followed by one thousand zeros. The very idea made his hair hurt.
In theory he knew that such an object could be divided into even smaller sizes, but in fact, no. A number of his correspondents insisted that nothing could not be divided into smaller bits, but nothing he could do with such object would produce yet smaller objects. You got right down to it what he had before him was a greatly magnified example of the smallest thing there could ever be.
As he watched the object under study disappeared, only to reappear just to the left of its former position. You couldn’t say it was jumping, for in no wise was it crossing the intervening space between the two points. For that matter you couldn’t say it actually existed, for the object was just empty space in a state of existence that as far as he could tell was of a higher energy than ordinary space. Not for the first time, and certainly not for the last, Fred had to wonder if maybe learning divination was not such a hot idea. Still, he had decided to explore just how greatly he could magnify a thing and to find out.
Now philosophers and clerics were exploring, and bitching about, his work. For oh how so many were convinced that this was not how God’s creation should work. With one noticeable exception, he being the Grand Metropolitan in Rome. The Genovese philosopher turned his attention to the Metropolitan’s message.
My Esteemed Frederico da Genoa, I thank you for your letter of Julio 15th1460. I have found the contents interesting, though I must admit rather disturbing. Some among us here have fone so far as to call it blasphemous, though we all seem to keep running across the passage from the Book of Job in which The Lord asks of the mortal, ”Have you pierced Leviathan with a spear?” You have intrigued us. Your description of the techniques you have invented to magnifiy the image of what you call the smallest object that can exist has intrigued us. The Lord Almighty has been giving us hints that we should invite you to the Holy City so that you can demonstrate to us what it is that you do, and to teach us the art. I must inform you that there are those who claim that it is your néfarious goal to get Christiandom to convert to Buddhism. Yet it appears that what you have found is that our existence is in fact an illusion and not just supposition which is what the Buddhist think suggests to me, and reality is indeed a product of illusion and real enough for us to treat as reality. But we wander for our mind is awhirl. We shall cut this message short and offer you this invitation to attend us in Rome. Should you accept send word that you have we shall await your arrival. We pray that your visit here is profitable for us all, and that the Good Lord watch over you in your travels
Father Diocletian on behalf of his Holiness The Grand Metropolitan of Rome
That’s what I have so far, be assured that this will continue.