Naysayers are claiming that it is just a photo of seals, but last I heard seals were not in the habit of synchronized swimming. In a straight line.
Legendary loch monster or frolicking seals in a perfect queue? You be the judge.
Google Earth photos taken near Antarctica show what some cryptozoologists believe may be a real Kraken, a mythical giant sea squid that attacked ships and were greatly feared by 18th century sailors.
I’ve seen enough hentai to know where this is going. (Yep, that joke never gets old.)
Of course, the picture is causing debate in the paranormal researcher community, with some claiming that the photo actually shows a USO (Unidentified Submerged Object, AKA an underwater UFO) rising from the sea.
Here is the actual photo. What do you think it is?
Is “splashy wet flipper monster” a real thing?
Here’s a great sea monster story straight from the good people at www.americanmonsters.com. (Which may be my new favorite web site.)
During World War 1, Commander Freiherr Georg-Günther von Forstner encountered what he and his crew described as a 60-foot-long crocodile off the coast of Ireland. After his U-Boat (the U-28 Schmidt) sank the British steamer Iberian on July 30, 1915, the German captain and his crew were shocked to witness a violent explosion of ship debris shoot into the air that included a dinosaur-sized crocodile.
In 1935, von Forstner published a book about the event called “The Case for The Sea Serpent.” Here’s a quote:
“We were unable to identify the creature, but all of us agreed that it resembled an aquatic crocodile, which was about 60-feet long, with four limbs resembling large webbed feet, a long, pointed tail and a head which also tapered to a point. Unfortunately we were not able to take a photograph, for the animal sank out of sight after ten or fifteen seconds.”
German U-Boat captains are not particularly whimsical men. Nor are they given to flights of fancy involving improbably giant animals, especially with Herr Hitler breathing down their neck. So for Captain von Forstner to publish an entire BOOK about a sea monster in 1935, either one of two things had to have happened:
1. von Forstner’s Jarlsberg cheese finally slid off his cracker. Or,
2. He saw a goddamn sea monster.
I think you know which way I’m leaning.
North. I’m leaning North, because I think that’s the direction of Ireland from here. (Full disclosure: I am not good with directions.)