As part of my effort to keep all my Sasquatchians up to date on the latest and greatest Bigfoot news and discoveries, I bring to you the latest installment of The Bigfoot Files:
Well, it’s happened again: someone pulled another Bigfoot hoax. Only this time it’s not just ‘someone.’ The person who pulled this hoax is a gentleman named Rick Dyer, who pulled a previous Bigfoot hoax in 2008. (Please note: when ‘Bigfoot’ is used in a sentence, the term ‘gentleman’ is usually used quite loosely).
For those of you who don’t google ‘Bigfoot news’ every morning over a cup of coffee (because, seriously, who would do that?), the background of this story goes like this:
A British filmmaker made a documentary titled “Shooting Bigfoot” (filmed in 2012). Rick Dyer is one of the people featured in the documentary. While filming, Mr. Dyer and the film crew were camping outside of San Antonio, Texas. In their camp, they set out bait for Bigfoot (ribs nailed to a tree). A Sasquatch took the “bait” and entered the camp. While the Sasquatch was in camp, Mr. Dyer filmed the Sasquatch for about 10 seconds on his iPhone, then grabbed his rifle and shot and killed the Sasquatch. The body of the Sasquatch has been in an “undisclosed government building” ever since.
Sound a little flimsy? I thought so. Downright silly might be a better way to put it. What are the odds that exactly when a professional film crew enters the area, a Sasquatch walks into camp for a late night snack? Creatures that are supposed to do everything in their power to a avoid human contact walked into a camp with multiple tents and a film crew? Everything seems a little too good to be true.
When I first heard this news (in the morning over a cup of coffee) I became as excited as everyone else. And by everyone, I mean those of us who walk through the woods at night, yelling into the woods, thinking we are communicating with Sasquatches (see: the TV show Finding Bigfoot). But as more details emerged, much to my disappointment, the story began to fall apart.
Do you know the old saying, “fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me”? That’s how I feel about this hoax. I don’t feel bad falling for a hoax – I have done that before, and I probably will do so again. I feel like an idiot for continuing to believe it after I knew a previous hoaxer was involved.
Why did I, or anyone else, believe the story in the first place? The only explanation is that I let my fanaticism blind me to the reasonable explanation that this was a hoax. I let my want for Sasquatch to be real cloud my judgement.
I suppose there is a certain beauty in fanaticism. To believe in something so fiercely, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary – faith, if you will – is one of the things that makes us human. But this facet of humanity also makes us vulnerable because there is always someone who is going to try take advantage of the unwavering belief of others.
It’s the same reason anti-wrinkle cream and erectile dysfunction pills exist: we don’t want to believe we are getting older or that our bodies don’t work like they used to. We let our belief that we can look the same at 45 as we did at 28 or that we can still get it up despite a prostate the size of a grapefruit cloud our reasonable judgment. We all have something that we refuse to believe, or at least aren’t ready to acknowledge – mine just happens to be larger and hairier than most.
But sooner or later we must all face facts and temper our belief with reality because the truth will always win in the end. And when that day comes, when the truth finally comes out, I can’t wait to see the looks on the faces of everyone who didn’t believe in Bigfoot.