|Musings on Bigfoot
||[Mar. 22nd, 2008|08:33 pm]
So over the last few months or so, I've been researching Bigfoot as much as a person can without going out and sitting in the forest. Which is not to say I am averse to sitting in the forest. In fact, I would love a good excuse to do so. But I digress!
I've read the classic accounts, such as the Bords' survey of U.S. activity, theBigfoot Casebook Updated: Sightings And Encounters from 1818 to 2004, and John Russell Napier's Bigfoot; The Yeti and Sasquatch in Myth and Reality. The rest of the list includes the three staple Loren Coleman books: The Field Guide to Bigfoot, Yeti and Other Mystery Primates Worldwide, Tom Slick and the Search for the Yeti and Bigfoot: The True Story of Apes in America by Loren Coleman. And an assortment of other texts, some more or less important than the others... the list goes on.
Anyways, right now I'm reading Bigfoot Exposed: An Anthropologist Examines America's Enduring Legend by David J. Daegling, which is actually one of the more interesting of the lot, because it really seems to be digging at the roots of the whole phenomenon. The problems... the mysteries... why it all happens, what are we left with -- a handful of hopeful evidence that seems to get mishandled? ...a bunch of jokers? ...a slew of convincing eyewitness accounts of... SOMETHING. I think I had a point but after trying to start the list of all the books I've been reading, my mind kind of glazed over. I must apologize! Gah. Spazz on the keyboard.
Anyways, since I've forgotten what I was going to say, I'll just mention that I've got some really exciting texts in front of me as soon as I finish Bigfoot Exposed, including Where Bigfoot Walks: Crossing the Dark Divide (on the philosophical side) by Robert Michael Pyle, and Smokey and the Fouke Monster by Smokey Crabtree (classic Bigfoot eyewitness account), not to mention Chad Arment's The Historical Bigfoot, which deals with one of my biggest questions about the beasts, and where the stories of them came from, if it is all folklore (which is mildly disappointing because it only has one early Maine account, and that is a weird one at best).
Apparently I can't speak coherently tonight. So I'm going to sign off. Gahh!! Witness my blank brain. Heck, it's Saturday night.