A new cryptozoology documentary airs this Friday, Oct. 24, on the Destination America cable network. Set in Texas and Louisiana, the show follows the hunters/trackers of the Gulf Coast Bigfoot Research Organization (GCBRO) as they scour the woods for a Yeti to shoot. That sounds heartless, but their premise is that they are basically paranormal exterminators who are only out to kill “nuisance” Sasquatches.
I’m introducing a new feature to NFHIFW: book reviews. For weirdos*.
*And by weirdos, I mean people who like to read about Big Foot, UFOs, Nessie and Roswell and anything else that would intrigue Fox Mulder. In short, people like me. And clearly you, since you’re reading this blog.
First up on the Weirdo Bookshelf is American Monsters: A History of Monster Lore, Legends, and Sightings in America by Linda S. Godfrey. This book has it all: sea serpents, giant bats and monkey men. Godfrey covers the monsters of America from pre-Columbian times to modern-day sightings. Plus, check out the lifelike illustrations. (And by lifelike, I mean inadvertently hilarious.)
A werewolf, an alien and Bigfoot walk into a bar…
Cryptozoologist Rick Dyer (star of a documentary called Shooting Bigfoot) was recently awarded the corpse of a Sasquatch he claims to have shot in San Antonio after winning a court battle with the film’s producers. He has announced the he will now tour the country with said corpse, charging curious visitors a fee to view the body of Bigfoot, AKA Biggie. (I’ve preemptively given him a nickname, in case we ever meet and be come BFFs — Beast Friends 4EVA.)
Kenny Rogers has really let himself go.
Dyer has a lot of critics in the Squatch community, who claim that he’s a shyster. Regardless of the facts, if the Dead Bigfoot Body Tour comes to Fort Worth, I am there like underwear.
* Shout-out to FOB and screenwriter extraordinaire Cathy Bible for finding this knitted piece of Yuletide Yeti goodness.
It’s been a pretty big week for our boy Bigfoot, He’s got a brand new video out.
Bigfoot’s been camera-shy ever since he got that disastrous Brazilian wax.
He’s also had some big audiotape news. On BigfootSounds.com, R. Scott Nelson (a retired Navy linguistics expert) claims to be able to speak Sasquatch and has posted his own phonetic Bigfoot alphabet. The crypto-linguist has recently translated recordings of the legendary Berry-Morehead 1970s audiotape of Bigfoot speech. The transcript reveals that – like 68% of other overweight Americans – Bigfoot is obsessed with food.
He’s calling Jenny Craig.
Twitter recently verified a Twitter account for Sasquatch, which they only do for actual famous people. So clearly he exists. Case closed. Also, the big guy is apparently shilling for a jerky company. (Sellout.)
You can follow him at @mesasquatch. He tweets a lot about squirrels. And how best to eat them. Good times.
Posting selfies with other celebs is so tacky.
I did more research on the previous story that indicates that the Bigfoot species (if it exists) may have originated from sexy times between a super-hairy primate and a human woman, AKA the plot of every Ron Jeremy movie ever.
Many cultures have legends about a Yeti-like creature — from the Abominable Snowman of the Himalayas to the Australian Yowie to the Sasquatch of North America. Russia has a particularly unusual version called the Almas. (Note: In the Mongolian language, Almas is singular. The plural is Alamases or Almasty.) Unlike the giant primate descriptions we usually hear about Bigfoot (7-feet-tall, covered with fur, easily tricked by idiots waving Slim Jims), Almases were described as human height, covered with light reddish hair and having Neanderthal-like facial features. Sightings date back to 1430, and there have been persistent rumors that the Red Army captured a male Almas in 1941 but – as he was unable to speak – shot him as a spy. (The Red Army Motto: Proudly shooting anything that moves since 1917.)
However, the most famous/documented Almas captive in Russian history is undoubtedly Zana, a female Almas purportedly captured in the 1850s near the Black Sea in the USSR. She was brought to the village of T’khina and initially kept in chains. As the years passed, she became somewhat domesticated and was taught to perform simple tasks. Inordinately strong, she could hoist a heavy bag of flour with one hand, to the amazement of the villagers.
This is supposedly an artist’s rendering of Zana. It might be Khloe Kardashian. There’s really no way to tell.
Apparently, Siberian winters are INCREDIBLY LONELY because several of the braver (and presumably desperately horny) male villagers got Zana pregnant. Repeatedly. In all, she was reported to have borne six children who, while hairier than normal, looked otherwise human. The first two died when she washed them in an icy spring. The village women intervened with her next four pregnancies, taking the newborns away from Zana immediately after birth and raising them as their own. These births are recorded in the local census. This is her son Khwit:
Khwit: Either half-Almas or every cab driver I’ve ever had.
Cryptozoologists are still really obsessed with this story and many have tried to find Zana’s grave, with no success. However, they did exhume poor Khwit up there and supposedly his skull displayed a number of anomalies consistent with some kind of hybridization.
Basically Zana was the only “documented” Bigfoot mom in history.
And with that, I wish you all a very Happy Mother’s Day!
To my utter disappointment, I had to miss the annual Texas Bigfoot Research Conservancy (TBRC) Convention this past Saturday, due to a prior commitment. It was being held in downtown Fort Worth – right in my wheelhouse! To make matters worse, one of my personal heroes – Josh Gates from Destination Truth – was there. So bummed!!!
NOTE: In an effort to be taken more seriously, TBRC has recently changed the name of the organization to North American Wood Ape Conservancy (NAWAC). Which, does have more a more scientific sound to it than anything with the word Bigfoot in it. You can check out their site at www.texasbigfoot.com. It’s a great site for cryptozoology fans. But no joking around on there. These folks take their Squatch very seriously.