Sorrry, but i had to say it. I'm all for the best channel ever created and Ancient aliens, curse of oak island and forged in fire. thats quality shit right there.
and gold rush of course..that parker shabbel kid needs a punch in the mouth.
I just don't buy into this giant ape man that stays hidden.
I can understand where you are coming from;
National Geographic was a treasure to me when i was a child. Their shows - aside from the absolutely stellar production quality, the gorgeous photography - were, along with SciFi shows - the TV programs that really made me dream of what was possible. And in today's harsh corporate market, it's no surprise that NatGeo, to survive has to cater to whatever public is left for them: the easily impressed, the uneducated. Blame it on the Republicans, or just accept that it's a sign of the times. People are easily distracted and won't sit down for an hour to watch, to gaze in amazement, at a show about ants fighting a territorial war, or a gazelle trying to get some water from a hole without getting killed by the alligators.
But, i fear, my friend, that you are wrong when it comes to Bigfoot. I will not lie to you, i was just as skeptical at first; no sensible data that a man of science as myself would demand - as you know - existed, about what is, essentially, a cryptid. But my mind did change, a long time ago, back in 1989.
I was but a child then. Sitting by the campfire in a hot summer in northern New York state, just below the state line. Family was all asleep and me, as a 17yo boy, was being kept awake by dreams of easy women. I won't lie to you, i understand that what i am about to say is difficult to believe.
I got cold and was about to head back when i heard a sound. I got obviously shit-scared, and when i looked at the forest i saw a figure coming towards me. I thought, "it's Al, David's stepfather". But it wasn't.
I won't drag this on too long. I foudn myself staring at a big, smiling, husky face, covered in short brownish fur. It stood a full head above me, nearly 7 feet, and was clearly human, both in shape and in behaviour. I was young and stupid and never even considered i could have gotten fucking murdered right there and then.
In retrospective i think my visitor only wanted to socialize. Of course we didn't "talk", i could barely get a few grunts of acknowledgement out of it. i pretended to know what we were saying, but really i was just following my own, internal monologue. I even imagined that Sasquatch had the same "girl" problems that i had .. i think i confided that i was alone and couldn't wait to get into a relationship, and i felt that that was the missing piece, the "thing i needed".
It looked at me and .. sort of growled. As if in agreement. And - i swear this is all true - at that point i think .. it made an effort to speak. It almost appeared to know of its own limitations, but tried to vocalize something along the lines of "mee too, i too need something in my life".
As i went on with my stupid inner monologue, i asked Sasquatch what it was that it needed, and out of that mound of fur, between those yellowed teeth, came the reply: "i need tree fiddy".
It was only at that time that i noticed that Bigfoot was a 17 feet tall amphibious sauropod from the cretaceous period.
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