jeudi 11 juin 2015

There Were Giants In the Land

I remember reading about people digging something or other -- a well, a mine, a cellar -- and finding the skeleton of a giant. There was always lots of speculation, Bible quotes, and the like.

And the story always ended, "The bones were sent to a museum, where they were never seen again."

The same thing goes down occasionally on late-night radio, which for various reasons I have been forced to listen to of late.

You would think that if the "giant skeleton" was found to be a partial skeleton of a horse, elk, moose, even an old mammoth, the "museum" would have informed the finders of their misapprehension. But apparently not.

And of course no one ever made drawings or took pictures of the giant skeleton.


This seems to go in the same category as the artifact given to a contactee. The story always ends something like "A man came by the house at three on a hot summer morning. He was wearing a long black coat and he had a greenish cast to his skin. He flashed a strange badge I couldn't make out and said, 'Am from government I. Artifact have you?' So I gave it to him."

This after a long rant about how the government could never ever be trusted. And the guy didn't photograph the artifact, either.


Excuses, excuses.

:blackcat:


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