Here for your approval are some critters from the same old drive as the recent post : ) Actually the Bigfoot / Yowie dude is new but all the rest are from days gone by. Quite the diversity of species, eh! From bacteria to a horse and a Syrian ass! Put in a movie star and a blob-o-light too just for lulz. That ginormous segmented grey beastie of a soldier fly larva – omg – I could do without meeting, truth be told, but, it is pretty nifty. Click one, it will be nice.


Love animals.

ALL animals.

Except cockroaches.



My dear friend William Glenn Ackley sent this to me.

This photo is an official photo of the Militärhistorisches Museum der Bundeswehr – Flugplatz Berlin Gatow.

Holy Sh!t!


Just… wow.

I am gob smacked.

I really need to go see this.

But if I go to Germany I’ll be arrested and locked up for life!

Maybe my denial of all those unverified reports has been in error.




Joe Rogan Experience #872 – Graham Hancock & Randall Carlson

Graham Hancock is an English author and journalist, well known for books such as “Fingerprints Of The Gods” & his latest book “Magicians of the Gods” is available now. Randall Carlson is a master builder and architectural designer, teacher, geometrician, geomythologist, geological explorer and renegade scholar.

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I was looking for a similar one, more recent issue of the wonderful Joe Rogan show, one where these two great minds go up against the willfully ignorant but quite smart Michael Shermer, Super Skeptic. But I admit to being absolutely thrilled that I found this one! It’s three and a half hours long—and I could not stop watching it. Couldn’t!

This particular podcast has within it what has got to be the single most awesome and profound revelation of reality—REAL reality—that has ever hit my mind. And oh Lordy do the pieces ever fit. Perfectly. All of them. Mind : Blown. To freakin’ smithereens, man. This has got to be what happened. There is no way anyone can ever pull me back.

Not that I was ever far… I knew there was an advanced civilization that ended and we are the scraggly survivors… but… to see the evidence… yes, evidence… testifying in unequivocal and unerasable style as to what happened to them… it is just profound and quite frankly stunning. It can take a bit, because the scale is so vast that it is almost inconceivable.

So many disciplines come together to tell the story. But we are just at the tip of the iceberg in understanding our past. It is also important to realize that the same thing can happen to us. It is not speculation, more a matter of when. And if we get on the stick we, with our present day resources and going forward can come up with a solution. It is thankfully, quite likely that the corporate world can be convinced to solve it, because doing so will allow them to collect vast riches in the near future, something they are known to have at least a passing interest in.

Please take the time to watch it. If you are on this blog you will very likely love it and be as gob-smacked as I am.

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Some 110 million years ago, this armored plant-eater lumbered through what is now western Canada, until a flooded river swept it into open sea. The dinosaur’s undersea burial preserved its armor in exquisite detail. Its skull still bears tile-like plates and a gray patina of fossilized skins.


Armored dinosaurs’ trademark plates usually scattered early in decay, a fate that didn’t befall this nodosaur. The remarkably preserved armor will deepen scientists’ understanding of what nodosaurs looked like and how they moved.


During its burial at sea, the nodosaur settled onto its back, pressing the dinosaur’s skeleton into the armor and embossing it with the outlines of some bones. One ripple in the armor traces the animal’s right shoulder blade.


On the nodosaur’s torso, chocolate-brown ribs lie next to tan osteoderms and dark gray scales. Tendons that once held up the dinosaur’s tail (top) run alongside its spine, preserved as dark brown bands resembling jerky.


A lucky break in the nodosaur’s left shoulder spike reveals a cross section of its bony core. The spike’s tip was sheathed in keratin, the same material that’s in human fingernails.


Royal Tyrrell Museum technician Mark Mitchell slowly frees the nodosaur’s foot and scaly footpad from the surrounding rock. Mitchell’s careful work will preserve for years to come the animal’s enigmatic features.


In life this imposing herbivore—called a nodosaur—stretched 18 feet long and weighed nearly 3,000 pounds. Researchers suspect it initially fossilized whole, but when it was found in 2011, only the front half, from the snout to the hips, was intact enough to recover. The specimen is the best fossil of a nodosaur ever found.


A cluster of pebble-like masses may be remnants of the nodosaur’s last meal.



When I was a little boy I was hell-bent-for-leather on becoming a paleontologist when I grew up. I occasionally think it would have been a good thing. I even wrote a long letter to the legendary Roy Chapman Andrews at the American Museum of Natural History. He was my Hero, see… Unbeknownst to my preteen mind, he had passed a bit before then  and the museum staff wrote me a very sweet letter explaining that gently and encouraging my paleontological endeavors. Yeah, maybe I should have done that.

On the afternoon of March 21, 2011, a heavy-equipment operator named Shawn Funk was carving his way through the earth, unaware that he would soon meet a dragon.

At first glance the reassembled gray blocks look like a nine-foot-long sculpture of a dinosaur. A bony mosaic of armor coats its neck and back, and gray circles outline individual scales. Its neck gracefully curves to the left, as if reaching toward some tasty plant. But this is no lifelike sculpture. It’s an actual dinosaur, petrified from the snout to the hips.

The creature’s immortality hinged on each link in this unlikely chain of events. If it had drifted another few hundred feet on that ancient sea, it would have fossilized beyond Suncor’s property line, keeping it entombed. Instead Funk stumbled upon the oldest Albertan dinosaur ever found, frozen in stone as if it had gazed upon Medusa.

More incredible photos and story at National Geographic

This once in a lifetime thrill took the boffins over 7,000 man-hours of caring, dedicated labor to get this fella out of his rock prison.





Got this in the mail on May 3rd… figured I should post it so folks know what’s really going on with the Palestinian hunger strikers.

Because, despite your training, it is ultra-super doubtful we’d ever hear anything like it from the other side. They are not big fans of truth. They fear it.

Defending human rights

Today, 25 April 2107, Addameer’s attorneys visited Nafha, Hadarim and Asqlan prisons, where they were not able to visit hunger-striking prisoners and detainees due to Israeli Prison Service (IPS) refusal. However, they managed to visit prisoners who were not on hunger strike that informed the attorneys of the hunger strike’s recent developments.

During a visit to the Hadarim prison, prisoner Thabet al-Mardawi explained to Addameer’s attorney Mona Naddaf, that the IPS started transferring prisoners from one section to another on the second day of the strike, 18 April 2017. He added, that Marwan Barghouthi and Karim Younis were placed in isolation in Al-Jalama prison, and Anas Jaradat and Mahmoud Abu Sorour were placed in isolation in Ela prison. He added that about 36 prisoners were transferred to Ramle prison, and the rest of the prisoners were placed in different prisons across occupied Palestine.

Additionally, sick prisoners were transferred to the cells of Section 5 in Hadarim, which is a civilian detention room located in the civil section of the prison. The prisoners live in a completely isolated situation, where there is no television, no electrical devices and were only given sleeping mats.

Prisoner Thabet explained that the IPS isolated 102 hunger-striking prisoners before placing them in different prisons. Special unit forces stormed and raided the hunger-striking sections confiscating personal belongings. All of the prisoners have been stripped of their possessions; only one blanket has been kept for each prisoner and one set of clothing in addition to the “Shabas clothing” or prison uniform. Prison administration also seized salt in the first days of the strike, and strikers have had to drink water from the tap as the administration does not provide them with drinking water.

The prison administration has also imposed several punitive sanctions on the hunger-striking prisoners. The most important of these is the denial of family visits, as well as the denial of recreation, denial of access to the “canteen” (prison store).

In Nafha prison, Addameer’s attorney Samer Samaan visited prisoners Ayman Odeh and Raed al-Saadi, who told him during the visit that the number of hunger striking prisoners in Nafha is 250 from all political factions. The IPS also started isolating hunger strikers from their fellow prisoners, raided their sections and banned them from having attorney visits.

In Ashkelon prison, Farah Beyadsi visited prisoner Sharif Hamid, who is not on hunger strike. He informed her that the IPS transferred all the prisoners who are not on hunger strike to Section 12 of the prison. And transferred hunger striking prisoners to  Section 3 and placed them in isolation. 42 prisoners in Ashkelon prison are on hunger strike.

“In Ashkelon there are 5 rooms, each room has about ten prisoners, the prisoners are forbidden from communicating with anyone, and they are denied family visits and access to the prison canteen. They are not allowed to see their attorneys as well,” Hamid added. The prison administration in Ashkelon also stripped hunger striking prisoners of their possessions, and strikers have had to drink water from the tap as the administration does not provide them with drinking water. They also prohibited them from participating in group prayers on Friday.

Addameer Prisoner Support urges supporters of justice around the world to take action to support the Palestinian prisoners whose bodies and lives are on the line for freedom and dignity. Addameer urges all people to organize events in solidarity with the struggle of hunger-striking prisoners and detainees. Addameer further calls upon the international community to demand that the Israeli government to respect the will of hunger strikers who use their bodies as a legitimate means of protest, which has been recognized by the World Medical Association (WMA) Declaration of Malta on Hunger Strikes as “often a form of protest by people who lack other ways of making their demands known.”

Addameer Prisoner Support and Human Rights Association

P. O. Box: 17338, Jerusalem

3 Edward Said Street
Sebat Bldg.
1st Floor, Suite 2
Ramallah, Palestine

Tel: +972 (0)2 296 0446 / 297 0136
Fax: +972 (0)2 296 0447

Email: [email protected]
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Not a pretty picture.

It makes me ashamed of my species, you dig?



Oh dear.

I find myself in some sort of strange mental null zone. Not at all sure just what happened, but I am working my way out of it, crawling slowly up the steep side of this rabbit hole. Need to reach the surface. Post haste, like.

Raining. Again. And all day yesterday which kept me from going to the DMV to get the plates for my new old car so I can take it home. Glaucoma and rain don’t mix, see. Or night. Or dusk. Sucks. But I just go to the sto.’ And maybe my sister’s or the fabulous friends who sold me this nifty motorized conveyance which will replace the old one, bless it’s little mechanical heart.

And there are only stems. Not audio ones, unfortunately.

So… a roost in the kiester is required. And a big one, at that.

Been this way for decades and it is well past high time it stopped and I could, you know, DO stuff. God help me.

Nukotsaut. E yeda. Battalions of shrinks have tried. I think it would help if there was a lady. But, that is truly a pipe dream. I think. But maybe not. Maybe not.

And they insist that I am not insane.



Anyway, the banality of my standard day has taken out some of my judgement it seems. You may have noticed me being bitten a lot lately by phony balony shite. Like when I was a naive, noobular kiddo. And that is not good. No, that does not sit well in my heart and I will once again endeavor to persevere in getting rid of that quality once and for all. I promise.

And I will have time, because I am retiring. Officially. And yes, it is true that I never thought I’d ever say that, but, here we are.

So here is a nice photo for you…

And here a great illustration of a Wendigo.

You don’t want to meet one, trust me.

It’s as hungry as it looks, see, and you’re lunch.

You don’t want to meet these peeps, either!

Not if you value your life, that is.

They really make you wonder about the real nature of the universe and just exactly what in the hell is going on that such creatures should or even could exist. I didn’t know if they really existed until one of the lads had his own encounter… and that was in the land down under. So yes, these critters do get around. I say critters because I am not at all convinced that they are human.

All you need to do is not let them in. They cannot hurt you if you don’t let them in. If you do, however, you’re done.

Wow, here is a fabulously creepy encounter from the May 10, ‘17 issue of Daily 2 Cents P and M !

BEK Encounter Disables Handheld

Ali Fahad wrote to ‘Beyond The Darkness’ about a BEK encounter:

Late April 2017 – Birmingham, UK

“My name is Ali and I’m from Birmingham UK. It has been raining pretty heavily here the past few days so there hasn’t been any children playing outside, however, on my way back home from work a few nights ago, it must have been around 6:30 or 7:00 PM, I saw two children playing in the rain. I thought nothing of it since I did it as a child. It always rains in the UK so we just learn to adjust to it sometimes.

A few hours later, I was leaving my house to go to the gym as I do most evenings and these two kids are still playing in the exact same spot. I thought maybe their parents told them to not move too far away from the house which made sense. So I just carried on my way.

I was returning home from the gym and it was now 9:35 PM exactly and these kids were still there. Only this time they acknowledged that I had seen them and the younger of the two approached me and simply asked if I would let them in because its raining and their parents weren’t home. I was going to let them in until I saw their eyes. They were completely black. The entire eye – black as coal! The brother began to approach. It looked as though he was older. The younger sibling was defiant and definitely in charge. She asked again, this time with more anger in her tone. ‘Just let us in!’ I stood frozen in fear so I said, ‘Let me get you some help’ and then I turned away and sprinted to my house, locked the door and ran to the window upstairs. I could see the kids still there. Now, this is where it gets weird. I took out my phone and thought, let me take a Snapchat of this and warn others.

As soon as I took the picture, they both looked up into the window like they knew what I was doing, and my phone, which was a 65% battery at the time, just died. I plugged the charger in and nothing. It wouldn’t even turn on. It’s just dead. I look back out the window and the kids were gone.

The next day I went knocking on the doors of my neighbors and none of them had children except one couple who had one child but is only six months old so I definitely believe I had an encounter with something else.”

Source: Beyond The Darkness – May 1, 2017

So, now that you know what to do and are safe, here is a nice car.



Just a few really nice pics of some of my Blues heroes…

Samantha Fish

photo by Joan Mallotides, the Blues Broad : )

Popa Chubby

Sir Paul McCartney, OBE

And my good buddy, Steve Doc Yankee ! With XLRs ! Doc currently plays with the Good Cookies Band in Michigan.


B. B. King

Samantha Fish

Samantha Fish

Samantha Fish

R. L. Burnside





A long, long time ago, Peru and Brazil were, shall we say, not pleased with each other and there were continual difficulties over the border between their countries. It must be noted that the entire length of the disputed area is tropical rainforest, pretty much,, i.e., deep, dark jungle, passable even today only with very high effort and golly, the sitch a hundred years ago? Fuggedaboudit! Some iffiness might be expected. But something had to be done.

OK, maybe a lot or a little of that scenario is a product of igular speculation but hey, it came out the same way…

Lt. Col. Percival Harrison Fawcett

The British ruled the world back then, so they took on the job of sorting out the border for those wacky South Americans. They needed somebody good at mapping in the middle of the jungle and keeping a good head. Not many of those folks around.

Chosen for the job was a Lieutenant Colonel in the British Army with a DSO, Distinguished Service Order, an Artillery officer by trade. By passion, though, Lt. Col. Percival Harrison Fawcett was an explorer and an archaeologist of some notoriety throughout the world. He got the job done. I personally think that that is the sole reason for all those terribly straight lines at the border there. Amazing work. To me, at least.

An incident that occurred during the couse of this mission in 1907 somewhere in the waters of the Beni swamps is what we are interested in.

It was fleeting and for us, significant af but he took it in stride along with all the ‘regular’ unknowns…bugs and birds and bats and such.

He certainly had passion and drive, not to mention expert skills and was in a serious quest for a long lost City of Gold that was rumored to be in the area after he learned of it while reading an explorer’s report from 1743 that hinted strongly enough at it to convince our man that it was worth spending every minute of free time looking for. He never did find it, sadly, but he passed looking for it, as one should if one is going to, doing what you love, for he never returned from his last excursion to find it.

Wiki on the Colonel

Lieutenant Colonel Percival Harrison Fawcett DSO (18 August 1867 – during or after 1925) was a British geographer, artillery officer, cartographer, archaeologist and explorer of South America. Along with his eldest son, Fawcett disappeared in 1925 during an expedition to find “Z” – his name for an ancient lost city, which he and others believed to exist and to be the remains of El Dorado, in the jungles of Brazil.[1]

Google search overview

Madre de Dios is a region in southeastern Peru’s Amazon Basin, bordering Brazil and Bolivia. In the west, vast Manú National Park encompasses Andean highland, cloud forest and lowland jungle. Celebrated for their biodiversity, the savannahs and old-growth rainforest of Tambopata Reserve lie in the southeast. Just north is regional capital Puerto Maldonado, at the convergence of the Madre de Dios and Tambopata rivers.

Area: 32,935 mi²
Founded: December 26, 1912
Dialing code: 82

Here is the scope of the area off of the Google satellite. Google maps page centered on this area.

Needless to say, it is about as “jungle” as you can get on this Earth. As you can see…
note: the pic below is interactive and you can do a 360° turn and zoom in and out : )

I personally am well pleased with the fact that the fabulous Ollantaytambo and famous Cusco are only a stone’s throw away. Save on travel, eh what? Not only that, but on a more serious note the closeness of such places lends a good dollop of credence to the good Colonel’s prize actually existing. And as the mighty Pucabob, Fortean of Maine, reminds us, they’ve found 56 cities under the canopy so far using the spiffy new LIDAR radar instruments, so hey, it’s like this—we know they could do it and make it look easy and I certainly do imagine they could do a heck of a lot more than we could ever give them credit for.

But I don’t want to get too far off track as this is after all only a blog.

What we are concerned with is that in 1907 Colonel Fawcett saw an animal that he took to be a Diplodocus. Yes, the dinosaur. He included it in his reports back. Apparently the folks that live around there were at least aware of it. And the terrain is perfect for the thing, just like it’s ancestors lived in. Well, pretty much. Hot, wet and lots of water.

A good overview is located at a place called Genesis Park, where you may want to avoid any references to a religious agenda that’s present. I do note with some sadness that thesem sorts of sites are the only ones who will carry this sort of thing these days. Not so in the past… So they have a page on this called Diplodocus in the Amazon, where the two snippets below are extracted from…

“In 1907 Lieutenant-Colonel Percy Fawcett of the British Army was sent to mark the boundaries between Brazil and Peru. He was an officer in the Royal Engineers and was well known as a meticulous recorder of facts. In the Beni Swamps of Madre de Dios Colonel P. H. Fawcett saw an animal he believed to be Diplodocus… The Diplodocus story is confirmed by many of the tribes east of the Ucayali, a region covered by Clark.” (Clark, Leonard, E., The Rivers Ran East, 2001, p. xvi.) The drawing to the left is by Colonel Fawcett’s son, Brian. (World Explorer Magazine, Vol. 1, No. 6, p. 62.) The intrepid explorer also picked up reports of huge monsters inhabiting the swamps near the Madidi River in Bolivia. “There are snakes and insects unknown to scientists, and in the forests of the Madidi some mysterious and enormous beast has frequently been disturbed in the swamps–possibly a primeval monster like those reported in other parts of the continent. Certainly tracks have been found belonging to no known animal–huge tracks, far greater than could have been made by any species we know.” (Fawcett, Exploration Fawcett, 1953, pp. 220-221.)

I like this one…

In later years, a few occasional reports concerning the “Madidi monster” would reach the west. Modern-day explorer Leonard Clark picked up stories of Indians seeing long-necked animals that browsed on the vegetation and attacked canoes that approached them. “Speaking of reptiles, old boy, Colonel Fawcett reached the eastern edge of Madre de Dios, out where you are going. It is a country of swamps apparently. One day while running his dugouts through it, he saw a great reptilian head rise out of the jungle, but before he could shoot, the head was lowered. From the noise the beast made getting away, he took it to be some sort of dinosaur. His Indians revolted and it was necessary to return to Mato Grosso. When I smiled, he presently added, ‘Don’t be too sure they don’t exist – we hear a great many stories from the Indians here!’” (Clark, Leonard, The Rivers Ran East, 2001, p. 41.)

There isn’t much on the webz and a lot of sites just post the page the above are taken from but Googling Fawcett will net you some good stuff. Here are some to get you started.

Related Links:

Benedict Allen talks about Colonel Fawcett

Colonel Percy Fawcett is Alive After he disappeared into the jungle and didn’t come back out, Fawcett’s story gained impressive traction world-wide – and for quite a long time.

Mysteries of Ancient South America by Harold T. Wilkins

Last words from the legendary British explorer Colonel Percy Harrison Fawcett – includes expedition map

Very Large Maps of Colonel Fawcett’s Amazon Jungle Expeditions

English translation of Manuscript 512 This is the tale written by the ancient explorer that managed to convince Fawcett that there was indeed a grand lost city that he should devote his days to seeking. He named the city simply Z.

Colonel Fawcett’s 1925 Expedition to search for the Lost City of Z

Manhunt in the Jungle by George M. Dyott

The Lost City of Z by David Grann Book Review

Amazon explorers uncover signs of a real El Dorado

Tale of a Lost Explorer and Lost City by Kosmo

Great stuff!

If I was in good shape and could see where I was going I would most assuredly go and look for the creature. Absolutely. The creationists from the Genesis Park site went down there in 2005 in answer to my question in the title, which I think is great, but, of course, found nothing. They say that not  verymany of the locals knew of the thing but a few did still. Perhaps that means they finally did all go up to heaven in the century since our man saw one. But I think they are still there, a very few probably, hanging on, just farther away from the ever-encroaching people.

We can hope, eh? Mokele Mbembe bin needin’ some play dates, don’tcha know…

I better post this. For some reason I inadvertently hit publish twice before I was done… the first time before I even wrote anything! Sigh.




Doug Skinner “Musical Curiosities”
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Doug Skinner presents “A Cabinet of Musical Curiosities” at INFO’s 2002 FortFest. After playing a variety of obscure and archaic instruments, Doug entertained with this rather strange song on agriculture. For more information on INFO go to

This man can make you laugh, friend, I assure you. He outdid himself every single time.

Great on the ukulele. Best friend of John Keel.

I used to pick him up in front of his apartment in the City and we would drive down to the INFO shenanigans in Baldymore and back. One time I messed up his sound really badly. That was awkward. He freaked out one late night because we all liked the Beatles and we awoke to him gone. Uncomfy. Still. And that was years ago… more than 10, for sure.

Oh, those were times.

I also want to relay my best regards to my late friend Dave Singer up in Heaven, a Fortean and a physicist and the first INFO member I ever met. (The uploader, check it) He knew everybody and took part in the investigation of the notorious Coso object and loved filming and above all, kayaking. Cheers, Dave.



YTLPYTG. It’s May already. Madonne.

My mind’s all over the place, thinking about all the draft status posts here, being so nailed-to-the-spot, happy that I finally got an AudioFire12, praying that it works, grateful that my main gear is workin’ and burnin’ in nicely, questioning why I am not hitting record in Audition, especially as it is armed and sensing, wondering about how badly I have damaged relations with aerial angel, very excited about certain communications received from the angel of the north, plus a bunch of other stuff. All this is on a rolling boil inside my mind like a hoo doo stew or something, with bits disappearing and reappearing at what must be true randomness if not classical chaos.

And it never stops.


May also means I will be retiring. Which will be fab, even though I won’t be getting it all, it doesn’t seem practical to go with the government’s recommended plan that hopes and prays that you snuff it, just so they won’t have to give you your money back. Well F that eh.

Pretty certain that I have gone too far with this site and that my life is now irreparably damaged. I don’t get visits, calls, emails, texts… nothing, pretty much. Even here. Limited activity on fäcesbook. I am shunned, now, more than ever.

Well, there is always Plan A.

Is it all worth it? At all? I do not think that it, any of it, will ever amount to anything.

But I will try for the time being, since you never know. It is just extremely difficult to turn 60 years of abject failure around. At least in this society and age where we Homo Sapiens Sapiens critters have so far just managed to crawl up from near-total annihilation to reach a nasty, arrogant, adolescent stage in our development.

I expect it will all collapse soon. But, hey, maybe it won’t!

I know if I do it (whatever) good will follow, but even so, I just want to scream, till my voice quits. I dunno.

All I can say is yotalapaliotingule.

Why does nothing work?








Mac Tonnies talks about The Cryptoterrestrial

Author Mac Tonnies (After The Martian Apocalypse) talks about his cryptoterrestrial hypothesis for the UFO phenomenon, from an interview I conducted with him in Kansas City in May 2006.

(c) 2006 Redstar Films Limited

Got reminded of our Mac the other day in the below old (2012) thread by Karl 12 which was just bumped but I am still not sure why.. Never got to meet him. He was a breath of fresh air, most assuredly.

The loss of Mac Tonnies at the age of 34 was a great shame but as he says in the interview the CTH could be an option that warrants further investigation – don’t know if other members agree with the idea of a race of techologically superior indigenous humanoids sharing our planet and being in some way responsible for UFO (or USO) reports but for further discussion the interview below with Tim Binnall really does go in depth and expands on other ufological aspects surrounding the hypothesis:


Mac starts out by giving us the basics on the CTH and brings everyone up to speed on just what it is. He talks about how the CTH came about and what separates it from the Jaques Valee theory of interdimensional beings.

If the cryptoterrestrials exist here on Earth, where are they most likely to be located ? He explains how the CTH “works” better than the ET hypothesis when it comes to reports of UFOs over nuclear facilities. He also explains how abductions may be best explained with the cryptoterrestrial hypothesis.

Mac tries to clear up the misconception that the CTH v. ETH debate is an “either / or” scenario. He talks about methods of testing the cryptoterrestrial hypothesis. We find out what Mac thinks the CTs would look like. Also, how does he fits the classic UFO scenario into the CTH. (If the CTs are on Earth, what are UFOs ?)

Interview Link


My advice right now is to go over and hit that interview link just above. If you dig this stuff you will be delighted. The video here is just a teaser, really as well as a quick summary for the attention-span damaged.


ETA: I thought that I should at least add this one so more volk can get up to speed on this very good theory.

The Paracast April 11, 2010 – Kimball, Redfern and Bishop

Excerpts from the April 11, 2010 episode of The Paracast, where Nick Redfern, Greg Bishop and I joined host Gene Steinberg to talk about Mac Tonnies’ last book, The Cryptoterrestrials. In this clip, we continue our discussion about the similarities between religion and ufology, and the need to keep an open mind when dealing with the paranormal, and to ask questions.





OMG! This is the best thing I have read about in ages.

While I got it from here, the original source is at…

A 130,000-year-old archaeological site in southern California, USA Steven R. Holen Thomas A. Deméré Daniel C. Fisher Richard Fullagar James B. Paces George T. Jefferson Jared M. Beeton Richard A. Cerutti Adam N. Rountrey Lawrence Vescera Kathleen A. Holen. Nature 544, 479–483 (27 April 2017) doi:10.1038/nature22065

The earliest dispersal of humans into North America is a contentious subject, and proposed early sites are required to meet the following criteria for acceptance: (1) archaeological evidence is found in a clearly defined and undisturbed geologic context; (2) age is determined by reliable radiometric dating; (3) multiple lines of evidence from interdisciplinary studies provide consistent results; and (4) unquestionable artefacts are found in primary context1, 2. Here we describe the Cerutti Mastodon (CM) site, an archaeological site from the early late Pleistocene epoch, where in situ hammerstones and stone anvils occur in spatio-temporal association with fragmentary remains of a single mastodon (Mammut americanum). The CM site contains spiral-fractured bone and molar fragments, indicating that breakage occured while fresh. Several of these fragments also preserve evidence of percussion. The occurrence and distribution of bone, molar and stone refits suggest that breakage occurred at the site of burial. Five large cobbles (hammerstones and anvils) in the CM bone bed display use-wear and impact marks, and are hydraulically anomalous relative to the low-energy context of the enclosing sandy silt stratum. 230Th/U radiometric analysis of multiple bone specimens using diffusion–adsorption–decay dating models indicates a burial date of 130.7 ± 9.4 thousand years ago. These findings confirm the presence of an unidentified species of Homo at the CM site during the last interglacial period (MIS 5e; early late Pleistocene), indicating that humans with manual dexterity and the experiential knowledge to use hammerstones and anvils processed mastodon limb bones for marrow extraction and/or raw material for tool production. Systematic proboscidean bone reduction, evident at the CM site, fits within a broader pattern of Palaeolithic bone percussion technology in Africa3, 4, 5, 6, Eurasia7, 8, 9 and North America10, 11, 12. The CM site is, to our knowledge, the oldest in situ, well-documented archaeological site in North America and, as such, substantially revises the timing of arrival of Homo into the Americas.

Oo, this sets new standards for “right up my alley,” since there is actual consensus amongst the boffins. That in itself is much more uncommon than the proverbial hen’s teeth. You dig? The hard core skeptiks are all up in arms, of course, but hey, you know…there it is. Their minds…it is sad.

… great archaeological find:…

A new study has dropped a bombshell on archaeology, claiming signs of human activity in the Americas far earlier than thought. Picture of two mastodon femur balls View Images Two mastodon femur balls, one face up and one face down, are among the remains found at the Cerutti site in San Diego. Photograph by San Diego Natural History Museum By Michael Greshko PUBLISHED April 26, 2017 In an announcement sure to spark a firestorm of controversy, researchers say they’ve found signs of ancient humans in California between 120,000 and 140,000 years ago—more than a hundred thousand years before humans were thought to exist anywhere in the Americas. If the researchers are right, the so-called Cerutti mastodon site could force a rewrite of the story of humankind. “I realize that 130,000 years is a really old date and makes our site the oldest archaeological site in the Americas,” says study leader Tom Deméré, the paleontologist at the San Diego Natural History Museum, whose team describes their analysis today in Nature. “Of course, extraordinary claims like this require extraordinary evidence, and we feel like the Cerutti mastodon site presents this evidence.” To be clear, the team has not found human bones at the site. But as Deméré and their colleagues tell it, their evidence—a mastodon skeleton, bone flakes, and several large stones—shows that the area was a “bone quarry,” where an unknown hominin allegedly smashed fresh mastodon bones with stone hammers, perhaps to extract marrow or to mine the skeleton for raw materials.

It is going all over the net!


Jaw-Dropping Study Says Some Human Relative Was in California 130,000 Years Ago The evidence points to humans — or some relative — invading North America long before we thought.Here’s what we know: About 130,000 years ago, near modern-day San Diego, something or someone killed a mastodon. Whatever it was bludgeoned the creature’s spine and jaw in a calculated fashion and harvested the bones for marrow and tool use. It sure looks like the kind of thing early humans would do. There’s a problem, though. At this time, humans had not left Africa—at least according to today’s dominant narrative of human migration. And the earliest migration into North America that we know about occurred around 12,000 to 13,000 years ago. Yet in a paper published today in Nature, scientists put forth the idea that a mastodon was killed and its bone marrow harvested in a matter only possible by humans, in the broad sense of Homo erectus on up to Homo sapiens.

I hope further study provides even more confirmation.…:

Were humans in the Americas 100,000 years earlier than scientists thought?
What broke the 130,000-year-old mastodon bones in California? Most archaeologists would tell you it couldn’t have been humans, who didn’t leave conclusive evidence of their presence in the Americas until about 14,000 years ago. But a small group of experts now says that the fracture patterns on the bones, found during highway construction near San Diego, California, must have been left by humans pounding them with stones found nearby. If correct, the paper, published this week in Nature, would push back the presence of people in the Americas by more than 100,000 years—to a time when modern humans supposedly had not even expanded out of Africa to Europe or Asia.

“The claims made are extraordinary and the potential implications staggering,” says Jon Erlandson, an archaeologist at the University of Oregon in Eugene who studies the peopling of the Americas. “But broken bones and stones alone do not make a credible archaeological site in my view.” He and many other archaeologists say it will take much stronger evidence to convince them that the bones were fractured by ancient people.

Archaeologists first excavated the Cerutti Mastodon site in 1992, after the construction exposed bones. Over time they found more splintered bones and a smattering of large round rocks embedded in otherwise fine-grained sediment. More recently, Daniel Fisher, a respected paleontologist at the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor, took a close look at the fractures and found patterns he says are consistent with blows from a rounded stone, which leave a characteristic notch at the point of impact. Other chips of bone show what he calls unmistakable signs of being popped off by the impact. “Nobody has ever explained those [characteristic bone flakes] satisfactorily in any way not involving human activity,” Fisher says. He says humans were probably breaking the bones to reach the marrow, or to turn the bone itself into a sharper tool. The nearby stones, hefty and round, show wear patterns consistent with being smashed against bone, the authors say. In experiments, they used that method to break elephant bones and produced identical fracture patterns.

Keep an eye out.

Progress is being made!






Crimes of Britain

The Irish genocide of 1845-52. The famine in Ireland was no natural disaster.

Good God.

That is just … vicious.


This should open some eyes.

Just remember the victor writes the history and controls the society…

Props to Judy.



Never did find a reason to complain about the velocity of any of the school buses

I’ve been on, but this one I’d’a dreamed about n’ killed for on the last day of CW.

What a nightmare that was.

Mass quantities of Pentas launched to the inspiring Willy Wiley for finding this!

Dig it, kids 😀