Timesuck with Dan Cummins - 124 - Mothman

Episode Date: January 28, 2019

The Mothman is a strange creature reportedly witnessed mainly in the Point Pleasant area of West Virginia between November 12, 1966, and December 1967. It’s described as a winged, man-sized creature with large reflective red eyes and large moth-like wings. Sometimes it appeared to have no head, with its eyes set into its chest. Was it real? Is it just folklore? Did anything strange roam the West Virginia woods in late 1966 and early 1967 outside of just the imagination of the people who lived there? Find out in today's cryptozoological edition of Timesuck! January 24th-26th New Brunswick, New Jersey - The Stress Factory CLICK HERE for tix! February 7-9 Madison, Wisconsin - Comedy Club on State CLICK HERE for tix! February 9 Madison, Wisconsin LIVE ANTHILL KIDS TIMESUCK CLICK HERE for tix! February 15-17 Philadelphia, Pennsylvania - Punchline Comedy Club CLICK HERE for tix! February 22-23 Salt Lake City, Utah - Wiseguys's Comedy Club CLICK HERE for tix! February 23 Salt Lake City, Utah - Wiseguy's LIVE ANTHILL KIDS TIMESUCK CLICK HERE for tix! Listen to the best of my standup on Spotify! (for free!) https://spoti.fi/2Dyy41d Timesuck is brought to you by the following sponsors: The Broaum podcast is hosted by Timesuckers and Space Lizards Joe Dimeo and Ben Ferguson, enlightening you with important dude-centric knowledge every week! Go to www.broaum.com Want to try out Discord!?! https://discord.gg/tqzH89v Watch the Suck on Youtube: https://youtu.be/Dax33S6L1H4 Merch - https://badmagicmerch.com/ Want to try out Discord!?! https://discord.gg/tqzH89v Want to join the Cult of the Curious private Facebook Group? Go directly to Facebook and search for "Cult of the Curious" in order to locate whatever current page hasn't been put in FB Jail :) For all merch related questions: https://badmagicmerch.com/pages/contact Please rate and subscribe on iTunes and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG, @timesuckpodcast on Twitter, and www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcast Wanna be a Space Lizard? We're over 3500 strong! Click here: https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcast Sign up through Patreon and for $5 a month you get to listen to the Secret Suck, which will drop Thursdays at Noon, PST. You'll also get 20% off of all regular Timesuck merch PLUS access to exclusive Space Lizard merch. You get to vote on two Monday topics each month via the app. And you get the download link for my new comedy album, Feel the Heat. Check the Patreon posts to find out how to download the new album and take advantage of other benefits!

The mythology of the crypto-zoological creature known as Mothman begins on November 12th, 1966. On that day, five men were digging a grave at a cemetery in Clinton, and West Virginia. And one of them claimed to witness a man-like creature fly over their heads. A creature, he and other witnesses in the coming days would describe as a terrifying, large, man-like, gray monster with glowing red eyes, and roughly 10 foot wingspan.

They can fly at speeds anywhere from an impossibly slow to a hundred miles an hour. The Mossman creature would be described by some is not having to head at all to huge ominous red eyes. Set inside his chest, eyes consistently reported to be glowing or at least reflective. The details of his face, if he even has a face, if he even is a he, and his feet have never been adequately described, one witness who did claim to see his face, said they saw his face clearly, could only say that the details were horrible and monstrous.

She had terrible nightmares, suffered a nervous breakdown. Most of the report getting a close look at the moth man seemed to suffer from extreme fear and psychological distress, sometimes lasting for months or years afterwards. In particular, people say that a sense of pure evil overcomes them when they look into Mothman's eyes. The legend of Mothman and most deciding strangely sent around the collapse of a bridge

on December 15th 1967, the silver bridge that rose above the Ohio River, the connected Point Pleasant West Virginia and Galapalese, Ohio, collapsed and took the lives of 46 people. And ever since, stories have abounded, connecting this collapse to Mothman. Was this creature trying to warn locals that something bad was going to happen? Did it know the bridge would collapse? Is Mothman head or no head? some harbinger of impending doom? With

some bizarre creature trying to save the lives of those who died on December 15th, this is what some still believe. Or is this all just a bunch of crazy wacky doodle horse shit? Is the legend nothing more than the collective product of overactive imaginations and a few creative writers trying to exploit those imaginations. Always have to entertain that possibility when it comes to the paranormal. The story of Mothman would never have become part of a

of American cryptosoological folklore if it weren't for the 1970 book, The Silver Bridge, written by noted uFologist, Gray Baker. Gray Barker. And then there was the Mossman prophecies, another important piece of the Mossman canna written by another you follow just journalist John Keel in 1975. We're gonna look at the story of Mossman from all sides today,

from absolute believers to get the hell out of here. There's no way that happened to Nyers. Today we're gonna dig into the tale of a creature that inspired the 2002 Richard Geer and Laura Lennie Thriller. Love me some Laura Lennie. The Mossman Prophecy's a movie based on the 1975 book of the same name. It's also a movie that scared the shit out of my wife, Lindsay.

And when she first saw it in a movie, Chicago reader critic, Lisa Alspecter called the scariest movie I've ever seen. Will today's tale scare you? Does the Mothman give you the Heavie-Geebies? Or will this all just be a big whack-a-doodle-gaster of a tale? Find out today as we dive into the strange and hard to explain today on TimeSuck. Happy Monday, time suckers. Hail you. Hail to mighty time sucker.

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Now let's get weird. Let's get real weird like West Virginia bird dude weird. Time for some Moss Man. Yeah, yeah, yeah, burfolk, Mahook. I still have my own fight song stuck in my head. Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da. I'm just not gonna go away, maybe never. If you really want to dig into the tale of Moss Man, like really immerse yourself. You need to get your ass to West Virginia. Ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta about that quote unquote first siding in a bit. I have a lot of problems with that one. But point of the essence, that's where the real stuff started happening. Well, I say

real. That's where a lot of stuff that's harder to dismiss started happening. It's a beating heart of Mossman lore to this day. Point of the essence quite a little town, just over 4,000 people on the banks of the Ohio River, about a hundred miles from, and less than a two hours drive southeast of Columbus, Ohio. It's 42 miles northeast of Huntington, West Virginia. One of my favorite little cities in America, by the way, used to love visiting Huntington. Back when I had a funny bone comedy club there years ago in Pullman Square, wrote a few

jokes and that's Starbucks. Got real drunk in that little town several times. Point pleasant as Quaint, little business district, downtown, it's on the National Historic Register of Places, our National Register of Historic Places, one of the some bozos, fucking lists. It sits just across the river from Galapalese, Ohio, a new bridge connecting the two towns, the Silver Memorial Bridge, which completed 1969,

two years after the original Silver Bridge collapsed. Galapalese is a little town of about 3600 people. Actually, it's technically a village. Now, due to Ohio law, requiring a town to have at least 5,000 people. So sorry, Galapalice. I hope I sincerely hope a new terrifying monster attacks your village soon,

so that the buzz surrounding it gets a much needed tourism, you know, money and exposure, flowing your way, maybe kicks you back up to town status. I hope Mothman comes back. I hope he folks this is energy on the other side of the river this time. The area around these two towns does have some interesting history outside of Mothman. America's first president, Ben Franklin visited the area in 1770, said it was pretty, said there were lots of varmints and critters, said the river smelled quote, decent.

He was so inspired. He invented laundry detergent and the pencil eraser opened up America's first taxidermy shop to showcase the area's vast abundance of world class jackalops. That's not the right notes. Those are some notes I wrote after I fell out of the back of truck and had a head injury. Ben Franklin did not visit the area and of course is not our first president or any president of America that I know of. George Washington visited the area 1770.

That's true. That's right. Cherry tree fellow. The battle of Point Pleasant was fought a few years later in 1774 between over a thousand Virginia militiamen led by Colonel Andrew Lewis and the Algonquin Confederation of about a thousand Shawnee and Mingo warriors led by chief cornstock You know what that wasn't his given name. It was a born cornstock That's like the rough English translation of his name

The Virginians had about 75 men killed another 140 wounded in the battle Shawnee's and Mingo's losses could not be determined since they carried away their wounded Through many of their dead into the river Shawnee's quietly withdrew back across the Ohio River at night after a day of fighting in the Virginians held her ground and are thus considered to have won the battle. The event is celebrated locally as the first battle of the Revolutionary War, even though most historians regard the battle as part of Lord Dunmore's War, conflict between the colony of Virginia and various tribes of American Indians.

Camp Point Pleasant was established because of this battle and a settlement of the same name soon followed a few years later during the fall of 1777 chief cornstock made a diplomatic visit to Fort Randolph. The new American fort built in present-day point pleasant seeking to maintain his people's neutrality with the early Americans and the meeting did not go well. At least not for Chief Cornstock. It went very poorly for him. It did feed into part of the Mothman lore. Chief Cornstock was immediately detained by the Fort Commander who decided on his own initiative to take hostage any shanis who fell into his hands. Then on November 10th, an American militiaman from the fort was killed nearby by unknown

Indians and the commander allowed his angry soldiers to brutally execute cornstock cornstock son and two other shanis in retribution. And some believe cornstock's murder place to curse upon the land. According to Virginia's first official historian, Virgil, a Lewis, that's a historian name, Virgil. Virgil Lewis. You know, become a diesel mechanic if your name is Virgil Lewis. He said point pleasant did not flourish for many years after the turn of the century. There was no church for more than 50 years in society with a low ebb.

There was a popular superstition that because of the fiendish murder of Gornstock there in 1777, the place was laid under a curse for a hundred years. Did this curse lead to the birth of the creature of Mothman? Is Mothman a years. Did this curse lead to the birth of the creature of Mossman? Is Mossman a physical manifestation of this curse? Did the curse last longer than a hundred years? Any of you know how to place curses? Can I perform curses?

Can you teach me? There are some people I wouldn't mind, you know, putting a little Mossman curse on. In the late 18th, early 19th century settlers slowly trickled into point pleasant, including humorists, Mark Twain's grandparents. Mark Twain's grandparents headed out there. It would take until 1910 for the population to surpass 2000 people, so it was a slow trickle. I reached a hive about 6000 people in 1970.

Neighboring, Galapalese got a little bigger bigger made up to almost 9,000 people in 1960. We're no villas in. Yeah. Yeah. Proper city. Galapaglia. So I was initially settled by a group of French known as the French 500 locally who are fleeing the French Revolution.

They made it to the area in October 1790. The town's name is French and it means the cursed sister city of winged demon monsters. Not sure if that ties into legend or not. No, it means the city of the goals. Other than that, that big 1774 battle and and Galapagnois being the home of Bob Evans, you know, Bob Evans, Bob Evans, founder of the chain of Bob Evans restaurants, that are my favorite chain of cheap and easy breakfast and lunch spots. I your damn skip. You'll have a side of warm banana bread. Thank you, Bob Evans restaurants, that are my favorite chain of cheap and easy breakfast and lunch spots. All right, your damn skip,

you all have a side of warm banana bread. Thank you, Bob Evans's person. Seriously, Bob Evans is legit. Other than that, the area is really not known for much other than Mothman. Mothman is far and away, point pleasant area is biggest claim to fame. There's a statue of Mothman in the heart of town.

He's fucking ripped, too, he's jacked. He's got an A-pack. There's a Mothman Museum every third weekend in September. There's a Mothman festival, which has been packing, kind of packing the town every year since it started in 2002. This year, the event takes place on September 21st, 22nd. So get you tickets now, Mothmans. Oh, man, it's going to be crazy.

Big, big Mothman, fast flu of Moth Man cosplay, live music, probably songs, referencing Moth Man, food vendors, and classic rock, even tasty Moth Man pancakes. That's seriously an option. What are Moth Man pancakes, you wonder? Well, they're normal pancakes, shaped kind of Moth Man-like,

by a guy in a food truck. So don't, don't miss that. There's hay rides at the Mothman Festival. I don't know how that ties in the Mothman. Maybe just trying to make a little hay ride money off some families coming in. There's guest Mothman expert speakers, shuttle tours of the nearby creepy TNT storage bunkers.

Talking about that here in a bit, much more. Hey, what are those TNT storage bunkers? Yeah, yeah, that's something they led to his creation. And they will come up quite a bit here in this tail. The nearby bunkers are part of what was once called the West Virginia Ordnance Works, military facility that manufactured and stored TNT, which is an explosive chemical compound. Use a lot during World War II. The height of its production, the facility outside point pleasant.

West Virginia produced 500,000 pounds of TNT each day. Most of the site was closed, 1945, what wasn't eventually, was eventually made into a regional airport, the area, not the TNT. Not the actual TNT bunkers, they weren't, they just, oh, this is fucking, let's put Starbucks in there and have it,

have it be an airport. And just, yeah, push the chemicals in the back, just make it into Starbucks. No The area or the TNT was stored. It's made into a little regional airport became a recreational space and Much of the land still very contaminated by the TNT and it's chemical precursor DNT It's a super fun site. It's been on the national priorities list since 1983 Surprisingly actually fixing up this site doesn't seem to be on that list of priorities. The priority doesn't seem to be getting rid of the hazardous material.

This monitoring and containment seems to be the strategy. Did this hazardous material stored out in the woods create some kind of toxic avenger, some sort of mutant, later given the name of Mothman, some kind some kind of comic books superhero he was really bad explaining to people that the reason he's shown up is to keep him from getting on that bridge a year later that actually is another one of the mothman series beyond the explosion in two thousand ten of a storage igloo that contained twenty thousand pounds of unstable materials the bunkers have been pretty quiet so other than one explosion

pretty quiet uh... the mothman Museum looks pretty sweet. Can't forget about that. It's voted number one destination on TripAdvisor.com for things to do and point pleasant. So get there if you get out there. Number one, and the competition for the top spot, it was intense. Boy, howdy. Mothman Museum narrowly beat out in nearby state park, the Point Pleasant River Museum. That's exciting. A whole museum dedicated to the river there and a West Virginia State Farm Museum.

What? Farm Museum and River Museum? Oh my God. And even better, the best museum I've maybe ever heard of, the US Navy Postor Museum. That's a very specific museum. How many US Navy poster enthusiasts can be out there? How many of them are heading to Point Pleasant all 19? Welcome to the US Navy poster museum. Man, we really hope you like posters. That's all we have. And we really hope you like posters

specifically about the US Navy because that's quite literally the only kind of poster we have here Thank you. We don't need to make money because this is this is a tax ride. Okay, come take a tour tours run on the hour Every hour and generally take from two to five minutes. We don't have that many posters check check on our US Navy posters Take a look at our older US Navy posters when you're with that, you can take a gander at even older US Navy posters. And of course, don't miss out on the oldest US Navy posters. We have a lot of different ages of Navy posters. What was that?

Do we have British Navy posters? German Navy posters, you ask. Perhaps some Canadian Navy posters. Are you fucking kidding me? I told you to US Navy poster museum. I'm sick of being upset. Get out here. I don't know if that's how they present their information there.

In my head, that's exactly how it goes down. So now you have a feel for the area. Couple of sleepy little blue collar towns on the river, a rural West Virginia, a bit of rural Ohio, little slices of Americana. So now let's jump into the origins of the Moth Man legend in today's time, so timeline right after a quick word, uh, from another sponsor. Time suck is brought to you today by Woody's spirit supplies and more spectral Emporium.

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Used to be booming oil town. The first petrochemical plant in the world was built in Clinton, Denon in 1920. Five men Kenneth Duncan, Bob Lovejoy, Bill Poole, excuse me, Andrew Godby and Emil Gibson were digging a grave for Ken's father-in-law Homer Smith and a cemetery near clendon in 1966. And this is where Kenneth claimed to see a man-like figure that flew out from his nearby trees glided low over their heads. Now the other men Ken were working with that day. Did not see the creature before it flew away. How did that happen? But Ken said that the brown creature lifted off beyond the trees and was no bird. It was humanoid. He said it was gliding through the trees and was in sight for about a minute. He was baffled. Didn't

look like any kind of bird seemed to be a man with wings. Now this has said to be one of the first sightings of Mothman. It's the first kind of sighting they got a little bit of buzz came on the press a little while later. We'll talk about that. Can only initially discuss the sighting with a few friends and you know would have been forgotten if others didn't start to you know claim to see this winged man around the same time. As anyone else think is pretty weird that this thing was in the air for a full minute, the big ass flying man bird. And old Kenny doesn't think to point out that there's a fucking monster above their heads

to his fellow grave diggers. He has a minute to say something like, hey, hey, other four guys standing here with me, hey, you wouldn't get a load of that? Look up there, maybe look up for a second. Maybe check out that bird dude flying over. Hey, guys, you want to get a load of that? Look up there, maybe look up for a second. Maybe check out that bird dude flying over. Hey guys, listen, I know you're real busy right now, digging a West Virginia grave.

And I don't want to interrupt the undoubtedly incredibly interesting discussion. You're currently having right now, maybe by how you're sick of your wife, Linda, making funeral cast for those all the time, how about maybe you're really, Susie Lee's ass looking real nice and fine and those top blue jeans at the corner of tavern, uh, get them not, or,

or maybe perhaps about how coach will just let you play a little more senior year, uh, you'd have gotten a full ride and been a mountaineer at the U. But hey, hold up for a second. There's a large red, I'd monster. I would like you to maybe take a peek at. It's flying above us right now. You just don't mind. If you wouldn't mind setting your shovel down for 10 seconds,

something cooler than anything you or anyone in your family tree will ever see in their entire lives is about 20 yards away now. How did that never happen? Ken Siding is referenced in the November 18th, 1966 edition of the Galapalese Daily Tribune. Says right in the paper, four other men helping to dig the grave didn't see it.

I don't know, Ken, I don't know about you. Also, how the hell do that town have a daily paper? Well, that is the first reported setting of Mossman. Again, one of kind of notes, you know, there's, if you look in like dark corners of the web, you can find all kinds of supposed bullshit. But this actually made the papers. The Mossothman tale doesn't really get moving though until a few days later in Point Pleasant, which is why they have all the cool museums, right, Clint Denon?

Old Kenny fucking blew it for you. If you just said something, you could have had an annual Mothman fact, you could have been eating those taste ass pancakes. When I was a guy, you got nothing, you got a ghost town since interstate 79 bypass you in the 80s. Why did the interstate bypass you? Because Kenny dumb shit, Duncan. Fucked up everything. Couldn't point out a large flying monster. Now I ruined an entire town. Sorry. Subsets me. Three days later, after Kenne, Duncan doomed his town to failure by being the worst person

who ever lived. On November 15th, 1966, I hope you know I'm intentionally being over the top about Ken, by the way. There was a moth man siding in Point Pleasant that kicked off the heart of the legend. Roger and Linda Scarberry were driving a Roger's Black 57 Chevy Bel Air with Steve and Mary Mallet through the area around midnight when Linda noticed too large glowing red eyes in the darkness behind or besides, excuse me, the old North power plant. And unlike Kenny tight lips, unlike Kenny 1966 West Virginia state secret champion, right?

She screams and alerts the other people in the car to the presence of a goddamn monster, like a red blooded terrified American is supposed to do. The four young locals all around the age of 20, soon learned that these eyes belong to something that look both very human and very inhuman, a biped monster about seven feet tall with wings folded against his back. Roger Stalled in the road for a minute, inspecting the strange creature, making sure it wasn't some sort of bird.

Four quickly realized this, this, this, this weren't no ordinary animal. They watched the creature spread its wings and head right for them and that's when they put the pedal to the metal. That old bell air raised down highway 62 to point pleasant, right? Seating a speech of a hundred miles an hour. The monster at one point easily keeping up with him. The four arrives in town, startled and confused. And then they noticed that the monsters,

you know, seem to have stopped following them. Roger Park, his car, the edge of town, they discussed the encounter. Eventually, convinced themselves that, you know, it had to be a bird. Had to be a giant, strange bird. So that an attempt to face their fears, right? Feel better about the whole encounter.

They drove back out of town. You know, they wanted to verify that it's just a bird, headed back towards that TNT area, was along before they did see the creature again, apparently waiting for them beside route 62. Right, the couples were now sure that they're saying we're no bird. The incident that the car's headlights land on the creature, it lifted vertically in the air with tremendous speed and disappeared above the tree line. They're raised back in the town again, went directly to the Mason County Courthouse, told their story to Sheriff George Johnson and deputy Miller, hosted a two hours later, city police began investigating the area. They really did. He had out there

investigating. There's all talked about the papers only to return empty handed. Next day, a press conference was held and the local press began printing the story, causing others to come forward with previous and future sightings. People like Kenneth, why don't you just keep that sight into yourself now that you blown it, dunk it. And then November 15th, point pleasant sighting was what we got the buzz going about, Mossman. And then November 16th issue of the point pleasant register. The strange encounter would be brought to the public eye with the headline, couple sees

man-sized bird creature, something. Here's that article in its entirety. This is the most important article in all of Mothman lore. It was a bird or something. It definitely wasn't a flying saucer. Two point pleasant couples said today they encountered a man-sized bird-like creature in the TNT area about midnight last night. Sheriff's Deputies and City Police went to the scene about two o'clock this morning, but were unable to spot anything.

But the two young men telling their story this morning were dead serious and asserted they hadn't been drinking. Steve Mallett of 3305 Jackson Avenue and Roger Scarbury of 809 30th Street described the thing as being about six or seven feet tall, having a wingspan of ten feet and red eyes about two inches in diameter and six inches apart. It was like a man with wings, mallet said. It wasn't like anything you'd see on TV or a monster movie. The men and their wives were in Scarbury's car between 11.30 pm in midnight when they spotted the creature near the old power plant adjacent to the old National Guard Armory

buildings. The creature was seen standing on three occasions and was described as being extremely fast. It flew about a hundred miles an hour in flight, but was a clumsy runner. Deputy Miller Haustin said he had seen dust in the vicinity of the coal field of of a coal field, but it could have been caused by the bird. He said, I'm a hard guy to scare. Scarbury said, but last night, I was forgetting out of there. They did just that, but the thing followed them. They said it was hovering over the car, apparently gliding until they reached

the National Guard, Armory on Route 62. We went downtown, turned around, and went back in there. It was again, mallet said. It seemed to be waiting on us. He said the light gray creature, then scurried through a field, it also had flown across the top of the car. It apparently is afraid of light, mallet reasons, and maybe it thought it was scary and soft. The young men said they saw their creature's eyes which glowed red only when their lights shined on it, and it seemed to want to get away from the lights.

They said it looked like a man with wings, but his head was not an outstanding characteristic. Both were slightly pale and tired from lack of sleep during the night following their harrini experience. They speculated that the thing was living in the vacant power plant, possibly in one of the huge boilers. There are pigeons in all the other buildings, mallet said, but not in that one. I'm going to stop this article for a second. How do you know that detail? How does he know where all the local birds live? Some weird local

bird experts. Listen, there are pigeons in every other building. Not that one. I don't know for sure. Once a week from Mount Peace of mind, I like to do a quick little bird check of all of the abandoned TNT buildings in this here area. I use like a, I use a Whistlin technique. I walk around the old arm and the, arm and the, and I'm like, I just walk around and I'm like, and when I hear something come back, I mean, I hear like,

that's when I know, okay, we got Blue J over there. We got pigeon over there. We got a pigeon over here. We got a little, let's kinda some kinda, maybe like a Robin or maybe, listen, I don't know all the bird names. Okay, I just know the sounds of birds and I know what buildings they are in.

Are there birds in the huge ass border building? Nope, now I'll pee, go ahead, go over there, go over there and be like, they are in. Are there birds in the huge ass border building? Nope. Now, I'll pay. Go ahead. Go over there. Go over there. I'm like, oh, oh, oh, oh, nothing, nothing going back. Anyway, Scarbury's in quoting the article saying, if I had seen it while by myself, I wouldn't have said anything, but there were four of us who sought. They said, it didn't resemble a bat in any way, but maybe what you would visualize as an angel. That's a weird, weird description.

I was terrified, it was monstrous, I was scared for my life and look, it looked like an angel. The last time they saw it was at the gate of the CC Lewis Farm on Route 62, they heard a sound like wings flapping and they said the bird rose straight up like a helicopter. Okay, it's got a helicopter wings down. This doesn't have an explanation to it, Malat said. it was an animal, but nothing like I've seen before.

Are they going back to look for the creature? Yes, Malat said this afternoon and again tonight. Today, Scarbury said, but tonight, I don't know. So that's what they said. That's what they were quoting the paper is saying. On November 16th, 1966, today the article I just read came out. One of the Mossman witnesses Linda Scarbury was rushed to the hospital by her father after she experienced a nervous breakdown.

Uh, the evening of the 16th, Mossman strikes again, Marcella Bennett, her brother Raymond Womzley, and his wife, Kathy, were bringing Marcella's two-year-old daughter Tina to visit relatives who lived near the TNT area of Point Pleasant. Marcella and her brother had just read about the strange bean, the newspaper. They even thought it might be fun to go out and look for it in on one day, but they never expected to see it that night. The house they were visiting was a little bungalow back among the igles of the TNT, the storage igles of the TNT area, belonged to Ralph Thomas, who was a superintendent of some

work being done out there. Ralph's wife Virginia Thomas was Marcella Bennett's sister. And when Marcella, Raymond and Kathy arrived, they discovered that Ralph and Virginia had both left to go to church. The only one's home were the three Thomas children, Ricky, Connie, and Vicki. After exchanging a few words with the children, Bennett, and the Wombslees, headed back to their car, is about 9 p.m. And that's when they say they saw it. They claimed to have spotted some strange lights in the sky, hover, above the trees, they made it outside or they're sorry, they saw this when they made outside. So they walk outside the house, they see these trans lights in the sky, Raymond stops and gets to the bottom of the steps, tries to get Marcel's attention.

She told her that she didn't want to see any lights. He said, no, you've got to look at this. This isn't a plane. She ignored him and began walking to the car carrying her daughter. It's Marcel related related to the car, carrying her daughter. It's Marcelo related to Kenny, dumb, dumb, dunkin'. But your husband is telling you that there's a strange light in this guy. And he's like, no, I don't want it. I don't like to turn my head up.

Nope, not for one second. Look up for one second. No, I don't like to look up ever. Let's go on, I was people in West Virginia around this time when it comes to look up in the air. Suddenly a figure stirred in the darkness behind the park car. Now Marcelo sees the creature out of the corner of her eyes. She's unlocking the car door.

She first sees a man's legs that looked like they were covered in grave feathers. She didn't see any feet, like a slow motion seen in a horror film. She pulled her eyes up, the wings were drawn in towards his body. The head was tilted sideways. She said, it looked like a bird, but was too big to be a bird. Standing only a few feet from too big to be a bird. Standing only a few feet from her was a giant man bird. Its head sunken into the shoulder area.

She saw no red eyes, but later said she might have been too frightened to notice. Marcella described the creature as over six foot tall with feathers. It just looked like a giant bird, but yet a man. And it was standing with his shoulders arched and it's neck down. She was terrified, but I didn't able to run. I just stood there and looked at it, but I couldn't figure out what I was seeing," said Marcella. Her brother saw it, but it would not come towards where it was. He's like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, run your own sis. Raymond and his wife were both very frightened. He kept yelling for Marcella to run, but she was paralyzed by fear.

When Marcella finally managed to turn around. She took maybe four steps towards the house before falling to the ground in a state of shock, landing on top of her daughter, unable to get up as if in a trance. She said, I just couldn't do what my mind was wanting me to do. And she heard the flapping of wings that she was trying to run. Can you imagine how scary this would be if it really happened? Like you had to some relatives house to visit. They're not home, so you head back to the car, right? Then some literal flying bug man monster.

Man, it's next to you. I have no idea how I would react if something like that happened to me. I'd like to think I would grab my kids, you know, throw them on our shoulders and run, but who knows? Maybe I'd be too paralyzed with fear, maybe I'd freeze. Maybe I'd brain would just be stuck, you know,

as I was trying to process what's supposed to not be possible, but what clearly is possible, because it's standing somehow in front of me. After pulling herself together, Marcelo picked up her child, ran to the house. The whalms leaves were waiting on the steps. Raymond heard the creature once again, flappin' wings, or as Marcelo reached them. The family locked themselves inside the house to protect themselves. Marcelo's hands and knees were badly skinned up, scraped, bruised, and bleeding from the fall. She had even been burned from falling on top of a lit cigarette. The side of her face was also bleeding from where she had fallen.

Jesus, that is some fall bleeding from her face, hands and knees and burned. Man, if Raymond had a history of domestic violence, which he doesn't have, that I can find, I would say that this is the weirdest version of a lookout, look out, who got clumsy and fell down the stairs again. This would be like the worst version of a lookout lookout who got clumsy and fell on the stairs again. This would be like the worst version of that kind of domestic violence tale that I've ever heard. Just some wife beating, you know, just creates her like, I didn't hit her off her.

I'll never lay the hand on her. I don't care what her crazy mom says. Oh, how should you get all those bruises? How should you play? How do you get the cigarette burns? How, how toxic? I want you out there. God damn mouth man creature

Terrorized my wife Winged son of a bitch came over here scared knock it down bird put cigarette burn on her. I don't know I don't know nothing about nothing You know you you want you want some answers you go if you go find that critter. I'm arrested. No, okay I didn't I didn't see it. I should have worked harder on that story. I apologize for being abusive, and I apologize for not coming up with a better cover. The children inside were all screaming and crying in panic while this is going on, Raymond Womzli,

frantically phoned the police. By this time, our cell that was lying on the sofa could hear Raymond telling the Sheriff's Department to get the TNT area because they had seen this creature. He told them that they were locked in the house and it was still outside while Raymond is talking to the police, the math man creatures, but apparently she'll be around on the porch, pushes on the door, appears into the windows, uh, took the police about 15, 20 minutes to arrive at the house, but the creature was gone by the time they got there. How great would

it be if this is a prank? Like if you, if you were able to put a costume together that quickly, like you heard about, you read the paper that morning, you're like, oh shit, we gonna make some people scared to not. And you just get some big ass feathered costume and start running around people's houses, my mind gon' get ya, ha ha, I'm gon' get ya. The police, they searched all around the house but found nothing but a bunch of rubber neckers

that front yard quickly filled up with curious people and cars from everywhere. Pretty soon looked like a drive-in theater. Raymond talked to the police, filled out some paperwork, and the police reports. Marcel LeBennett has since described this night as the most frightened experience of her life, something she felt uncomfortable talking about. She was traumatized, couldn't sleep afterwards. She would say, I would think I could hear the wings flapping and noise on top of the roof.

I kept feeling that this thing had followed us home. Somehow, she felt the creature now had a link to her and would come back. She never drove at night after this experience. I couldn't sleep and I was hearing things and thought that it was right outside and still after me. I couldn't imagine what this thing was or where it came from and what its purpose was. It was close enough to harm me, but it didn't. She even stopped medical attention at Holzer Hospital to deal with anxiety and sleeplessness. sleeplessness, sleep-ness, sleep-less. Jesus Christ, sleep-less-ness. She would later feel the moth man's presence at times, send her into a panic.

For example, she would feel as if it was in the backseat of her car and she'd hit the brakes, turn around, look behind her, just to see an empty seat. Marcel is siding and subsequent, you know, a tear over the incident was captured in detail and authored John Keel's book, The Moth Man Prophecies. The next day, so, you know, okay, so, you know, I can joke around about the stuff, but these people seem very into what they think they saw. The next day, the local press was abuzz

with Tales of Moth Man. Here's a little excerpt from the November 17th, 1966, edition of the Point Pleasant Register. Ever since two young couples, couples sided a man-sized creature in the McLeanic Wildlife Area Tuesday night, ridicule after pawn after cute remark has been quoted about Mason County's monster or bird. Nevertheless, it was seen again last night by several of the hundred of curious citizens scouting the massive area. And the same description was given, gray in color, 10 foot wingspan,

six feet tall and huge red eyes. The latest to see the thing were Raymond Womensley 19, Kathy Womensley 18, Marcella Bennett 21, and Ricky Thomas 15 according to the Mason County Sheriff's office. They told Sheriff George Johnson the huge bird was in the yard of Ralph Thomas, whose home was located northeast of the white church road in the TNT area. Siding this time was about 10 p.m. Wednesday. They said the bird-like creature came around the car and stared at them and then sort away. Civil defense and national guardsmen were patrolling in the area last night along with

sheriff and deputies. That's pretty crazy. Whether it happened or not, there's enough kind of commotionotion, you know, going on about the sightings that they got the national guard in there. They got a police, you know, deputies, they got sheriffs, you know, comb in the area, looking for this creature out in the woods. Next day, the 18th, there was another sighting, Captain Paul Yoder, Benjamin Enix, both volunteer firemen from Point Pleasant revealed that they had seen a very large bird in the TNT area

in November, on November 18th. It was definitely a bird. They stated flatly with big red eyes, but it was huge. We'd never seen anything like it. So was an odd giant bird causing all the Mossman commotion, sending folks into hysterics, maybe? We'll discuss that possibility. Did the bird take a local man's dog?

Merle Partridge also sometimes listed as Newell Partridge from Salem, West Virginia, about 115 miles northeast from Point Pleasant. Later reported that his German shepherd chased something with red reflective eyes around this time out into the woods, run after it into the cold November, West Virginia night, and it was never seen again. How much of that suck, man? If I ever see a monster alien, please leave the doodles alone. Leave the doodles. Don't take paint pooper. Don't take ginger bell, Moss man.

They've done nothing to deserve this. That's entirely true. Sometimes one of them does take a shit in the basement. We can't figure out which one's doing it. Sometimes ginger does chew on the furniture. But you let us decide how to punish those fluffy little weasels. If you have to take one, I love it, but take your drill. Take it.

If you have to, if one of them has to go, leave any poover, but please don't do that, Mossman. Um, okay. So during these first few days of sightings, that the creature seems to have gotten its Mossman name. And November 17, 1966 headline from the Harold Dispatch. And nearby Huntington seems to be the earliest example of the creature being called Mothman. It read bird, plane, or Batman. Mason, Cownian's hunt Mothman.

And it was written by local reporter Pat Seiler, since none of the actual early witnesses called the creature Mothman. Seems like Pat, she just came up with that herself. Well done. Nice, nice right, Pat. Mothman sounds weird, but like birdman, which is closer to what the actual creature seemed to look like as described by witnesses. Nice literary pat.

And Batman was already taken, so you know, you would look silly if you would call it a Batman. Next day on the November 18th, 1966, Huntington, the Huntington advertiser printed the headline, could the Mossman be a balloon? Later on November 19th, a headline from the heraldis patch red that moth man would you believe a sandhill crane uh... yes some people soon in what they were seen uh... was a weather balloon or they assume that other people are seen as weather balloon kind of like to

uh... i like the weather blue i discussed in the alien extravaganza suck in the area 51 suck you know the roswell sightings i do believe were weather balloon related. I don't think that makes sense with Mossman because no one describes seeing like an orb, an orb that would be a great distance away with a sun reflecting off it. You know, that could be mistaken for a flying saucer from a great distance, but it couldn't be mistaken up close for a red-eyed winged humanoid. So that doesn't make any sense to me. So I'm saying, I'm going to say not weather balloon. November 21st, police in Charleston, West Virginia received an

excited phone call from one Richard West, Dick West, Dick West. That's a strong ass name, Dick West. He'd be like a private detective or something with that name. That's, yeah, that's better than like dick east seems weird to me. Dick South, Dick South seems sad. Dick South, what's your name? Um, Dick South seems like he got a sad way and always pointed down. Um, Dick South, no, man, but you're dick, Dick West. Oh, it's manly. Anyway, Dick West, you know, 10, 15 PM, Monday, November 21st, he talks to patrolman,

DL Tucker, West insisted that a Batman was sitting on a roof. Next to us, that's fantastic. And I'm dick West, a next door is Batman. He said, it looks like a man, it's about six feet tall, has a wing spread of a six or eight feet. It has great big red eyes. Did it fly, Tucker asked? Straight up like a man is about six feet tall as a wing spread of a six or eight feet. It has great big red eyes. Did it fly, Tucker-ass? Straight up like a helicopter west answered.

And they hung up. That's what you do in your dick west. Straight up like a helicopter motherfucker, click! Don't bother me, don't bother dick west. I just told you what I wanted to tell you. November 25th, 1966, 13 miles east of Salem, Little Clarksburg, West Virginia, the mystery monster spotted again.

This time by Tom Erie, assistant manager of the Kinney store, 715 AM, the morning of November 25th. Tom told the sheriff's office that he had an experience with the bird as he traveled north on state route 62, right? All around this to 62. Erie was driving home from point pleasant to Salem,

little town 13 miles east of Salem. Excuse me, east of point pleasant about, oh oh no, actually it's the town about 130 miles from point pleasant. Oh, okay, so that's right. He was visiting relatives. I was like, man, that's a long commute. No, he was spending things giving in point pleasant with some relatives when he encountered this creature.

He says, I know people think you're crazy when you tell a scene, something like this, but I've never had an experience. I was scared in giving an account to the point, President registered Tom said as he went from the road, went up the road, excuse me, he spotted a flying object that seemed to come down from the woods on his, on his, on his flight. After the description of the area, it was determined it came from the area back of the Homer Smith residents, whose Homer Smith, that name's now familiar, it's Kenny dumb, dumb, dumb, it's father-in-law. The one who's digging that grave for,

when he just couldn't mention seeing a flying monster to his buddies, didn't wanna bring him up again, but here we are. And Tom said that near Homer's house, Mothman came up like a helicopter and then veered over my car. It began going around in circles, about two or three telephone poles high,

and kept staying above above my car. He had it. Well, his first thought was that a fear or a note I tried to get away. It was going about 70 miles an hour, but it kept up with me easily. He stated that it kept soaring over his vehicle until he got to Kirkland Memorial Gardens, the Point Pleasant Cemetery. Why does Cemetery keep popping on his tail? And then it made his way to the left and over toward the river.

Erie said, I have a convertible. And at first felt it was going to come through the top. But after it stayed in the air at about the same height, I didn't feel like it would attack. I've seen big birds. I've never seen anything like this. He commented. I'm giving a description. He said it was grayish brown in color.

It was about six feet in length or height. And it had at least eight to ten foot wingspan. And I like how he felt compelled to add that he had seen big birds before and that he would know the difference between a big bird with large red eyes and a winged demon man. It's weird that the people are thinking that these things are birds, you know, bird and winged demon man. I feel like those are two very different creatures.

Are you sure you saw a red eyeeyed monster face, seven-foot tall demon man with a ten-foot wingspan, or maybe a crane or a condor, maybe an owl, maybe a large pigeon, maybe a aggressive robin? Go, go, go, go, it, I think it may have been a great parrot or perhaps a bluebird. How the fuck, how would you mix those two things up? Tom probably felt compelled to say that it wasn't a bird because, you know, some witnesses, as we've heard, you know, those firemen, did say that what they saw was a bird, and people do still think today that the 1966 Moth man's sightings were actually just strange bird sightings. The main culprit people seem to believe it seems to be the sand hill crane.

I don't know if you've ever heard of one of these birds. Just three days after the first Mothman story was published about the point pleasant sighting of the Mothman following a car full of two young local couples who drove back out of town south. Again, a story was published in the Huntington Harle Dispatch on November 19th. And it was titled the Moss man. Would you believe a sand hill crane? And here's what it said.

It said the case of the Mason County monster may have been solved Friday by a West Virginia University professor, Dr. Robert L. Smith, associate professor of wildlife biology and WVU's division of forestry told Mason sheriff George Johnson at point pleasant. He believed the thing, which has been frightening people in the point pleasant area since Tuesday is a large bird, which stopped off while migrating south from all the descriptions. I have read about this thing. It perfectly matches the San Hill cranes that the professor. I definitely believe that's what people are seeing since Tuesday, more than 10 people have spotted what they described as bird man or moth man

in the area of the meclantic wildlife station. They describe it as a huge gray wing creature with large red eyes. Dr. Smith said the San Hill crane stands an average of five feet tall and has gray plumage. A feature of its appearance is a bright red, fleshy area around each eye. It has an average wings spread of about seven feet. Somebody who has never seen anything like it before could easily get the impression it is a flying man, he said. Car lights would cause the bear skin to reflect

his big red circles around the eyes. Okay, so I had to stop reading this old news paper article at this point and look up some pictures of this crane. And I got to say, it looks nothing like a dude, like nothing. I don't know what the hell Dr. Smith is talking about. When he says perfectly matches the description of the San Hill crane. No, no.

It's as a teeny tiny little birdhead, like the tiny little birdhead, with not human at all looking bird eyes on the sides of its head, since it is not a predator on the sides of this little Little bird head and it's very skinny little narrow bird head rest on the end of a very super duper long very skinny crane neck It does have big cool powerful looking wings. It's a big bird But in between those wings is a skinny asshole weak bird body It looks honestly like a long necked duck with big wings and literal sticks for legs.

Its legs could not be skinnier. Its legs look like they're about an inch in diameter. It reminds me of bamboo reeds. It looks like they got bamboo reeds with little web feeds at the bottom. No one. No one. Actually, you know what, the web feet, I added that. I have to full disclosure to be very honest with you guys. I wrote that in my notes, but I

don't actually, it might have a little, it might not have webs in between. It has a little fucking tiny bird feet. I know that. No one who would see this, I don't think would have mistaken for a human being. I don't care if it's dark. I don't know how you could be dumb enough to mistake this creature for a monster bird man and be smart enough to still talk to a reporter after the incident. I know some people like to work themselves up and see what they want, I guess. And so, you know, they could have really manufactured the whole thing in that sense, but I don't think you would see this bird and think it was a giant monster man. At the end of the article, he says, well, such birds are rare to this area.

Uh, Dr. Smith said this is migration time and it could, and it could not be too difficult for one or more of the birds to stop off at the wildlife refuge. There are no official sightings of such birds of us Virginia, although there have been unconfirmed reports in the past, he added. Okay. And he warned that the San Hill crane is harmless. If left alone, that if cornered, it may become a formidable antagonist. It's dagger like bill is a dangerous weapon, which the crane does not hesitate to use

when it bay and fighting for its life. Many a hunter's dog has been badly injured. He said some of those reported to see in the monster remembered best, the eerie sound it made. The description of the Sandhill crane also fits there. He says the cry of a Sandhill crane is a ver force of nature, untamed and unterrified. It's uncanny quality is like that of a loon, but is more pronounced because of the greater volume of the Crane's voice. Its resonance is remarkable, and is carrying powers increased by distinct tremolo effect, often for several minutes after

the birds have vanished the unearthly sounds drift back to the listener like a taunting trumpet from the underworld. That's a pretty terrifying description, but does the bird actually sound like that? Well, I just, I did some research. I want to play you a little bit. Now this is the Sand Hill Crane. It's Scream. So you decide for yourself if it sounds demonic to you. Okay, okay, that is fairly scary.

That is fairly scary. I'm not gonna lie to you. Let's check out, let's check out another. There's various recordings of them on the web. Maybe, what about this? This is a man's world. Jam. Now to me, that one sounded more like James Brown

than a San Hill Kraneland. One more time on that one. This is a man's world. Jam. That's uncanny. Sounds exactly like James Brown. Obviously that's for nonsense. Um, here is the real one. Here's the real bird sound.

Alright, let me get right back to here. Uh-huh. That's actually what they make. Have I heard that at night? Yeah. It creeps me out, but you know, dark cry from the underworld? No, I don't think so. I don't think so.

That's not that terrifying to me. In a perfect world, it would sound like this. This would be awesome if this is how the bird actually sounded Tweety bird why you're out there trying to be moth man Scared of folks come on tweets come right over here and kiss the poor little birdie Yeah, you make everything better little Tweety bird Come here Thomas and kiss the eat a birdie. Oh, I love it. He's ah how long has it been since better, little Tweety bird. Tell me here Thomas and Tishtina party. Ah, I love it.

Ah, how long has it been since you heard about Tweety? Okay, so the next day, November 26th, in St. Albans, West Virginia. I'm gonna get rid of these so I don't actually play them during the rest of the show. Just outside of Charleston, 45 miles south of, that point pleasant, Mrs. Ruth Foster claims now that the Moss man is appearing on her front lawn on the evening on November 26th.

With standing on the lawn beside the porch, she told reporters, it was tall with big red eyes that popped out of its face. My husband is six feet one in this bird looked about the same height or maybe a little shorter. She continued, it had a funny little face. I didn't see any beak. All I saw were those big red, poppy eyes. I screamed and read back into the house. My brother and I went out to look, but it was gone.

Okay, so all right. So some his and foster may have seen a bird. I vote bird with this encounter when she talks about having a tiny, funny little face. But some of the other people are either truly lying or really hyped up a bird in their mind. If it's not a monster, the next day in St. Albans on November 27, two teenage girls allegedly are chased by a gray seven foot tall creature. Sheila Cain, age 13, their younger sister were walking home from the store when they

saw an enormous something standing next to the local junkyard. It was gray and white with big red eyes. Sheila reported, it must have been seven feet tall taller than a man. I screamed, we ran home. It flew up in the air and followed us part of the way. Connie Joe Carpenter, 18 year old witness, 18 year old waitress at tiny's diner and point pleasant. Now village pizza also claimed to have an encounter with Mossman on the 27th.

Connie Joe described as a shy, studious girl of 18 from New Haven, claimed to have the encounter 10 30 a.m. on Sunday, November 27th, driving home from church when she saw, but at first she thought was a large man, dressed in gray standing on the deserted, uh, links of the Mason County golf course. Again, on route, uh, Route 62, about 15 miles north of Point Pleasant, 10 foot wings suddenly unfolded. The thing took off straight up and headed for her car. Those eyes, they were very red. And once they were fixed on me, I couldn't take my own eyes off of them.

It's a wonder I didn't have a wreck, she declared. Connie Joseph, the creature flew directly to windshield, then veered off and disappeared. She stepped on the gas and raised home in hysteria, locked herself in a bedroom. Those eyes, that's all she'd ever say was those eyes. Her boyfriend would later say. She was so upset that she wasn upset that she was unable to go to school for several days and required medical attention. She also suffered from an ailment afterwards called CLEG conjunctivitis or Iburn. Her eyes were red, swollen and itchy with water coming out of them for two weeks.

Ms. Carpenter was also one of the few to claim a close look at the mock man's face. Saying it was horrible? Like something I have a science fiction movie. Many years later, in 2001, when filmmakers making these search for the Mothman documentary wanted to talk to her about it, she declined. She said, I guess she's still kind of traumatized. Her husband, Keith Aker, who was her boyfriend at the time of the sighting, spoke on her behalf saying, I'd like people to understand that I'm here to make sure

they don't think she's a cook, because she's not. And when she says she's seen, she's actually seen. He went on to say the only thing I have to say is keep an open mind because someday it could happen to you. And if you try to tell somebody, what are you gonna do if they laugh at you? Well, okay, all right, it's fair point, it's fair point. I mean, it is weird that someone would get that worked up over a bird siding.

You know, I doubt a crane would emotionally scar you like that. If a crane would emotionally scar you like that, man, you're a fragile human being. It's got to be terrible to live like that. If you can get PTSD from a crane siding. Okay, so sometime in November in 1966, Bob Bosworth and his friend Alan Coach are said to have seen the legendary Moss man within the TNT areas abandoned North power plant and point pleasant. Just outside and now these two, they saw anything. They did not see a crane. I feel pretty sure of that. There's a fair amount of alleged sightings

written about that happen at some point. There are sightings that are not given an exact date to them in the fall of 1966. I'm leaving out most of them. It's pretty redundant. You know, you get the idea now. A lot of them are pretty vague sightings. It won't report it in the papers at the time. Don't really add much to the story. I just want you to know that they're out there. This one I wanted to include because Bob has repeated the story to numerous interviewers, authors and documentary filmmakers over the years. The story's remained consistent, and it is an interesting one.

He said, a friend of mine, Alan Cotes had a motorcycle. We were just riding around and Alan said, you want to go up to the TNT area? And I said, I have a mind as well. Bob and Alan had already heard news stories about the Moss Man, which locals refer to simply as the bird. Bob and he even once offered Roger Scarbury five bucks to take him to where he saw the bird, but Roger declined the offer. It was chilly weather, so the men were in heavy coats. They drove along Camp Conley Road.

The road was adjacent to the old armory, which later became fairgrounds. So we're riding out through there and now I said, look at that. We stopped and up on top of the roof, that old power plant building. It was, I believe, a three story building and up on top we seen two big, what looked like red eyes looking at us and he's telling the story many years later to an author. He said somebody's probably got a couple of reflectors nailed to a board trying to fool somebody. I bet you're right.

I said, or no, he said, no, he said, yeah, I said, I bet you're right. Let's go up there and see what it is. So I do like these guys style. This happens. They're being honest. We finally get a pair of adventurers with some balls in this tail. Held them right.

Right? Enough squealing and running around, racing, you know, away from this thing, you know, falling down on your baby. Let's have Mossman get chased for once. Yeah, yeah, yeah. West Virginia Hawk folk, go and get them now. Oh boy, you don't did it, Mossman.

He says, we stopped right there and we looked up. Well, it looked like those red eyes were looking down out of stand. That still didn't bother us much because we thought whoever it was just turned the board. The men tried to pick up the front of the motorcycle, shining the headlight on the red eyes, but the motorcycles too heavy.

They couldn't get to the front end of it. Now, they couldn't get the front end of it, that seemed to be high enough. So they decided to just go to the top of the building. They entered the power plant, went to the third floor on a concrete platform. They were metal grading catwalks veering off toward abandoned equipment. And I'd be speaking shit, walking through an abandoned power plant, looking for the source of two shiny lights that could be the eyes of some Mossman creature, scary and exciting. I wouldn't do it alone, but I probably would do it with a friend,

right? The feeling whether it's real or not, safety and numbers. It was in the process of a lot of demolition work. They'd removed the ladders that took you up on the roof. I thought that I thought how in the world could anybody get up there? All of a sudden this, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, really know what to say, whatever, whatever I saw, it very slowly and precisely walked towards us. The floors of the abandoned power plant were literally, were littered with broken glass from the windows. You couldn't really take a step without crunching something beneath your feet. The moonlight was so bright, it was shining to the openings of the windows, creating

a spotlight effect while leaving certain places still in complete shadow. We heard a walk and it walked right up and just stayed in the dark. At that point, he didn't see any red eyes. He said, I thought about that. And I think that's because there was no light to reflect him. All of his movements were slow and precise. No fighting movements, no waddles or anything like that. It got to the point that if I'd taken one step

and extended my arm towards it, I could have touched it. Bob Clando was seeing just the distinct outline of the creature, the unique shape was large, had broad shoulders. He estimated it was six, six, seven feet tall, where no bird. Unless someone released and especially tall, especially short-necked, aggressive Emu or ostrich in West Virginia late 1966. I've seen no records of that. He said, I don't know of any man that I've ever seen this built away. This thing was built. Back then I weighed 170 pounds.

Its shoulders went past me, had a taper to it. Well, I would compare it with the robin. You know, a bird, how it looks when their wings are folded and how they're bulged at the top and come back down to a taper. It was just as though it had a head, a large head, sitting on a shoulder. It's here until we did, because you can't sometimes comprehend what you're seeing.

Well, it looked like a very, it looked very strange. So I told Owl, you know, Owl, that's a bird. I'm gonna shoot it. What? He said, if the Owl, that's a bird. I'm gonna shoot it. He said, if that's a bird, I'm gonna shoot it. He said, well, we didn't have any guns. If it were somebody, they should have spoke up and said, hey man, don't shoot it's me. Oh, I see what he's doing.

I see, that's right. He's trying to make that he's saying out loud. Hey, that's the bird, let's shoot it. To make it, if it's a person, be like, no, don't shoot me. Nothing, he just stood right there. I said again, oh, I mean it, I'm gonna shoot it. He said, go ahead, I put my hand into my coat like I had a gun, no sound.

He just stood right there, just as if we were looking right at me. I'm 5'9", I had to tilt my head back a little bit to look where it's face should be, had a rounded head. Well, if you can imagine a U upside down, it was just too big to be a man. There was no quick or threatening moves whatsoever. And had it meant any harm,

it certainly had its chance right there towards either one of us. But I remember that any nervousness went away and I started becoming more interested in trying to figure it out. I became at that point very calm. I wasn't afraid. I was unsure. Bob and Al started the thing in front of them

in front of their five to six minutes. It very slowly and precisely turned towards the catwalks. Now these catwalks have been torn up and everything else and went out to nothing and dropped off three stories down. And it's where they had removed equipment. So whatever this thing was turned and started walking out the cat. I don't know the fuck. It's fucking terrible. I don't know the hell he's trying to say here. So it's I'm still to the point that I'm not sure what I'm seeing and I didn't want anyone to get hurt. So I yelled out buddy, don't go out on that catwalk.

There's no railing, it drops off, three stories down, never hesitation. Then we just heard the sound of wings. It was just as though it said, well I'm bored and left. Well, it walked back, God damn it, man, they're fucking it. It walked to the back of the catwalk. And only at that time, for some reason is when we started getting a little nervous. I don't like the way this guy speaks. We hastily left. Bob and Alan ran down the steps. They didn't hear anything else, but kept looking

back as they ran to the motorcycle and drove off. One thing that has always stuck in my mind all these years is how in the world, if it was a person or someone out to Scaris how they could get up there and then get down that quick While we were coming up the steps Bob and Alan mostly kept the story to themselves They didn't think the police could help Bob's father thought he was seeing things that no one will believe him even if he told them Bob added I would give anything to see it one more time before I die. I would do things differently. I would try to touch it I just got a feeling when it was front of me that it was safe. It wasn't going to hurt me. I just wish I could caress it. I wish I could hug it and tell it that everything is okay. I wish I could just look into its eyes and just understand what love is and feel approval that I never got

from my father. And I just wish if I could one chance that I could just hold his hands, hold his mouth hands and just ask NG just to down on one knee, and just, will you marry me? If I could, if I had one shot, and just put my lips on his beak, and just, you know, and just feel his chest, and hope that there's breasts, and breasts or not, I just make love to it, and have a beautiful mouth baby,

and raise it with a caring, and understanding that my father never gave me when I was young, and then then Bob just started to weep. Uh, no, I made them tell that stuff. But, uh, but he told the story to Jeff Womzley, he published it in 2005 book, Mothman, Behind the Red Eyes. In 2017, the audio from this interview, uh, was used in animated sequence in the Mothman of Point Pleasant documentary.

I wish that stuff I made up at the end, uh, was also animated. So that's what they say when that's what they say happened. Now, I do have, I thought it was just a weird story, so I wanted to share. I do have problems with this story. My main problem is the lack of a flashlight, right? Let me get it straight. You implant it on going out, looking for some scary ass creature out in the woods at night. I would think that a flashlight would be a very important item to have on your list.

Next to maybe gun, gun might be the only other more important item to have in that list and they have brought neither. And these are two dudes in rural West Virginia in 1966 that don't have guns or flashlights with them on this adventure. I have a problem with that. However, I am very forgetful. I do do shit without planning it myself a lot of times. You know, I will go to the grocery store without grabbing the grocery list the one thing I supposed to fucking bring besides my wallet

I've gone to the grocery store without either my wallet or the grocery list. So Maybe maybe that could have happened. Okay, so Cover more little eyewitness things here another alleged eyewitness who supposedly saw this creature sometime in late November 1966 Excuse me as a side you worth mentioning is fade Faye de Wit, Laporte, that November in Point Pleasant, 13 year old Faye and her siblings decided to see if they could find the mythical Mossman said to be honing the area. Her older brother, Topper, had heard of the sightings on the proof of his fake once and for all.

So they drove to the creature's rumored hiding place at damn TNT area outside of Point Pleasant, drove up there in a green 59 for truck. As they drove the Moss man said to have appeared and began running beside the car. Oh, he can run now too. I like it terrified. Faith found herself face to face with the creature through the car window. Her brother told her not to look at it, but she got glimpses from the corner. I she said it was whitish and sandy had the features of a human, but no beak.

Almost yeah, he had the feature of a human. Yeah, no beak almost everyone by late, he had the features of a human. Yeah, no beak. Almost everyone by late November is sure to point out that what they saw was not a bird. And she saw those infamous giant red eyes. She didn't see the creature's wings until later, because he didn't fly it first.

He was just running. She was impressed by the creature's ability to keep up with them, running about 50 miles an hour, face that all I could see was the eyes. They were so big, other than anything else on his face, it just held you. And that's about all you see was the eyes. They were, they were so big other than anything else on its face. It just, it just held you. And that's about all you saw the eyes. The eyes was the red size I've ever seen in my life. Until this day, I've never seen anything that red. In a panic, she told her younger sister Betty and her younger brother to hide by ducking down in the back seat.

Her older brother, when his fast, he could around a sharp corner, trying to lose the creature, but the beast was simply too fast. It turned along with him, continued to follow phase brother went around another sharp turn. Stopped the car sideways in the road. Oh, shit's intense. Creatured jumped on the hood of the car, looked at them through the windshield. The creature leaped to the top of a nearby band factory then jumped on top of the building, then just turned and sat down and crouched like a gargoyle fade described. The creature was amazingly able to leap the height of a tall

building a single jump without find some superhero shit. She then says that her brother got out of the car and what? She says that her brother got out of the car and started throwing rocks and pieces of coal as the creature. What the fuck? Dude, this is a horror movie you'd be first to go. What are you doing? You're getting out.

Why would you get out and throw rocks at it? And how much more stereotypically west Virginia could you be right now? You hop out to throw literal lumps of coal. Just laying on the ground at a cryptozoological beast. Yeah, yeah, yeah, go and get out of here, damn my fellow. You take that, I'll be and you rob between your critter eyes. With this hair cold lump.

Oh, no, you don't skirt my sister You don't skim my sit you damn big bum ass on bitch. You got right there. Bill go he got her Gargoyle Crane fella Anyway, that's paid story. That's what she says She said her her father threw a larger cold chunk her, her, her, her father threw a larger cold chunk. Lanted, landed by Mothman's foot. And that's when he stood up, looked at him, turned sideways, jumped down from the roof and the same way he got up, uh, phase brother, then rushed back to the car and closed

the door. Yeah, I bet he did. Uh, oh, I know, I know, man, that moment of hell, I'm really hobbied. He did, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, you don't do the way he looked at me. We big old red crane footer eyes. Oh, hot dog. He's all kind of butter. My you keep door lock You keep the door high. He he laven a remark of my cold friend make now. Yeah, you can give my coat I can throw no more cold one. Nothing no out

That's that's my picture. I'm kind of getting excited Then they saw the creature spritz wings for the first time. Flopped in the darkness, leaving the children stunned. Faye described the moth man by saying, I'd say it's close to five, six feet, right? Same description, same description everybody else is given. She also told a story to the local author, Jeff Wamsley, for that same book we just referenced, 2005 moth man behind the red eyes. I think I mentioned that one already.

Faye then went on, the monster quest television show was later featured in the eyes of the moth man documentary. 2017 Faye appeared in the Mothman point, pleasant documentary. A lot of documentaries done about Mothman. When I asked if she thought the creature could have been some sort of mutation, she said, this was not a mutation.

This was something that was perfectly formed the way it was supposed to be, just like any other thing is. Okay. If you'll recall from the men in black suck, it was around this time that the men in black supposedly started visiting Mothman witnesses. I said in that suck that local West Virginia journalist Mary Hyre was approached by the

men and black who asked her to stop reported on Mothman. And then if you recall, just just gave up and left her alone when she said, no, she said, yeah, I'm going to keep reporting. And they're like, okay, they just left. She said other locals were approached by the men and black. One was the witness we just spoke of, Faye duet Laporte. Faye said that when her and her brother tried to return to the TNT area a few days after the society

it was blocked off by two men in black who would not let them enter. One of the four Moss men witnessed it. She really kicked off the news coverage of the Moss men back on November 15th, Linda Scarbury but also claimed who have had a men in black cat encounters. She later said in an interview, the men in black were black suits, black hats and sunglasses. They drove black cars, catalax, I think look

like human beings, but their skin was somewhat transparent. You can see the veins in their hands very clearly. Their fingers were longer than normal person's fingers as well. Daddy shook hands with them and he said they were awkward and shaking hands. That's how you know got an alien. They don't have to shake a hand right. They seem to know what to do, or they seem to not know what to do, or how to shake hands. That is kind of a funny detail that people give. Like, some creature is going to be smart enough to travel around the galaxy and immediately get to, you know, UFO or cryptosological sightings and start interrogating people, but not figure out how to shake a fucking hand.

Okay. She said, one of the cars would follow us around. There were three men on the car. The men in black went so far as to follow us through the drive through of a restaurant. We were afraid to turn around and just looked in the mirror at them. Okay. Within two weeks of the initial publication of the first Mothman sightings, sightings of the creature tapered off, but did steadily kind of pour in

you know for the next year until December of 1967 a steady stream of sightings of everything from an impossibly large bird to a giant owl to the devil himself sit next to one man in his bedroom at night Lawrence Gray of point pleasant reported feeling something like that was in his house looking all over in the middle of the night, not finding anything, but then when he laid back down in his bed, or lie back down, rolled over, there was a winged humanoid with red eyes sitting in his room staring at him. He was paralyzed with fear, claims it was the devil himself. So these sightings are still going on, right? People are claiming to see all kinds of monsters, even to see the devil.

He said it dissipated and vanished into thin air, and then he woke his wife up who agreed that it was the devil. This does not feel like a Mossman incident, but it's part of the lore. I love this wife agreed that it was a devil. He saw it's just a devil. Larry, it's not moth man. Just it's just sighting and go back to bed. I'm sure he's moved down to some other center. Well, what have you been doing anyway? The devil come to our home Larry. If you've been hanging around that corner to have a staring series, please ask you to women's swore they saw moth man fly to meet a UFO, one of the most outlandish sightings on May 19th, 1967.

The flying creature with glowing red eyes approached a hovering luminous object and it disappeared. So Brenda Stone thinks she, thinks she saw. November 1967, four adult males claimed to have encountered a giant gray creature, figured with red eyes while hunting in chief corn stock park in West Virginia. So frightened. They never thought to raise the rifles until after the creature was gone. December 15th, 1967, the Moss man's side and seemed to come to an end exactly 13 months

after the stories began at five o'clock. 5 p.m. Local time that cold winter's day, the silver bridge connecting point pleasant West Virginia to Galapalese Ohio collapses on the coldest day of the year. 46 people die. Nine more are injured. Two additional people disappear. It's the worst bridge accident in American history up until that point for days, rescue workers pulled smash cars and bodies out of the river. In an interview, bridge collapse survivor, Charlie Wood said, when I got to the traffic light here in point pleasant, I got

the red light. When it changed, I started going on to the traffic light, here in Point Pleasant, I got the red light. When it changed, I started going onto the bridge and just about that time, the bridge started shaking. She heard a loud noise and thought that a boat had hit the bridge underneath. She reversed her vehicle as the bridge began fully inward on itself with her tires stopped on the ledge where it broke off. Man, that'd be scary to come that close. The department's transportation conducted a detailed investigation of the collapse found the cause to be a small 10th of an inch, 2.5 millimeter deep defect on the 13th steel pin i bar on the bridge that was improperly manufactured, unlucky 13, couple of sightings of moth man were said to have occurred near the bridge before the incident.

Nothing that there are records of or names attached to just whispers. Rumors eventually spread that the bridge collapse was connected to Mossman. In some way, and that Mossman could have been trying to warn people about the bridge collapse. Could have been some kind of dark premonition, some harbinger of doom, right? This is the beginning of that part of the lore. And that, while it doesn't take us out of the Mossman story, does take us out of today's time suck timeline. Whoops.

Good job, soldier. You made it back. Barely. Sorry about the butt mistakes. I got a little fancy. I tried to sneak around on the soundboard and throw some James Brown into the story earlier. Sorry about the butt mistakes. I got a little fancy, tried to sneak around on the soundboard and throw some James Brown into the story earlier.

And I forgot that I had done that. And I left the wrong thing up. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Right? So we still got out of the timeline. While Mothman sides of West Virginia have been rare since the collapse of the bridge in

1967, other sightings of Winged Cumin humanoids have accompanied other disasters around the world, adding to the Mothman legend, like the Blackbird of Chernobyl. The Blackbird of Chernobyl is an internet legend about an allegedly seen creature in Ukraine around the Chernobyl nuclear power plant and the weeks leading up to the disaster, the Chernobyl disaster on April 26, 1986.

It's a description very similar to the Mothman creature. Humanoid disappearance, black or dark rain, coloration, wings and glowing red eyes, supposedly sided by several workers before they died. Was the black bird of Chernobyl the same creature as the one seen prior to the Silver Bridge disaster? Or was as some have suggested, was it a just a rare black stork?

Or entirely an internet legend. The story doesn't seem to appear to be in any known newspapers or book publications, you know, back around the time of the disaster, doesn't show up anywhere until about 15 years ago. The earliest known telling of this tale comes from a 2005 post on American Monsters.com, which says beginning in April of 1986, a rumor tore through the ranks of what was a little known nuclear power plant located in the southern tier of Ukraine, Chernobyl.

And the days preceding the tragic meltdown for Chernobyl employees had reported seen what they claim was a large, dark, headless man with gigantic wings and fire-red eyes. Chernobyl employees began to share unsettling and strangely similar experiences. Some had been having horrifying nightmares while others received threatening phone calls. According to the accounts, some of these employees even mentioned their bizarre experiences

to their superiors at the facility, but without evidence or any clear cut indication of what the problem may be. There was very little these officials could do, even had they been willing to take action. So, you know, and then there was just know i saw that there's a little bit more to the room is that a soviet helicopter circle the smoldering plant dropping over five hundred pounds of clay sand lead and other extinguishing chemicals on top of the flames some of the surviving workers who at the sacrifice of their own lives for oaky struggle to prevent further

destruction claim to a witness what has been described as a twenty foot bird gliding through the unangulating tentacles of irradiated smoke spewing from the reactor when it melted down. Mossman is also tied to the collapse of the World Trade Center, towers, excuse me, in New York City on 9-11 following the terrorist attacks. Rumors emerged that witnesses reported seeing a large crane-like figure in the vicinity of the towers five days prior to the attack. You know, been 31 years since any such Mossman sighting in North America. Now on the day of the horrific attack, Mossman was reported to have appeared again.

Some claiming they could see his face through clouds of smoke and debris. Two images said to have been taken by Steve Moran show what is thought to be Mossman in New York City on September 11, 2001. Mothman, okay, so he says, I live in New York and when I heard the twin towers were attacked, I immediately rushed to the scene to take photographs. First of all, I took pictures of medical workers who were providing assistance. Then I took pictures towards the site, towards the south, on Greenwich Street. When I got home, I realized there was an object that caught my camera. Steve, when on, looks like an angel was hovering above the ruins of the World Trade Center

fractions. Maybe it's not a pigeon or a store because they're large size. Moreover, we do not have the pelicans or bird, carcasses in your... Okay, so anyway, he did his picture and I've seen it, you know, different versions of this photo and stuff on the web. To me, it looks photoshoposhopped looks very photoshopped But you know three of the comments underneath the videos like special YouTube not everyone thinks so and then in 2007 Mothman became associated with another bridge collapse this time in Minnesota

the i35 west Mississippi River bridge officially known as bridge 9 3 4 0 with an eight lane steel truss arch bridge That carried interstate thirty five west across St. Anthony Falls of the Mississippi River in Minneapolis, Minnesota on August 1st, 2007 during rush hour. It suddenly collapsed killing 13 people, injuring another 45 another excuse me 145. The bridge was Minnesota's third busiest carrying 140,000 vehicles daily and a design flaw was also likely the cause of that collapse.

The bridge was coincidentally built in 1967. Same year, the silver bridge collapsed in point pleasant. Another weird numerical quincidence. Minnesota Bridge was a portion of I-35. Silver Bridge was part of U.S. Highway 35. Not to mention that the death toll is number 13. Reoccurring number in the Mothman legend. George Nuri, host of the Coast to Coast AM program, we've talked about in a few alien centric sucks, took various calls from individuals who reported many kinds of strange creature sightings in the days after this collapse.

People told their own eyewitness accounts for hours. However, these calls came in after the bridge collapsed, which is a little suspicious to me. But again, still part of the Mossman lore now. And there's other random encounters with wing humanoids at times of disaster. Like the 2009 swine flu outbreak in Mexico, random on April 10, 2009, residents of La Hunta, or La Junta, excuse me, in the Mexican state of Chihuahua, began noticing a strange creature in their midst, very tall and hairy, with two expansive wings and wide bloodshot

eyes. One young student reported to the creature chased him relentlessly. During this time, the dairy began to see a rise in swine flu cases tied to this ongoing 2009 outbreak. Two other witnesses claimed to have heard the creature in an apple orchard near a cemetery. So some people do believe this is part of the Moth man kind of lore. 1978, a group of miners in Freeberg, Germany came face to face with the seemingly headless creature with glowing red eyes on his chest, blocking the mines entrance. First, I thought it was

a man in the trench coat, quickly realized it was not a coat because then it unfurled huge black wings. The men remain, the men remain to the mine entrance stunned and siren into the creature until a blood-curdling screech sent the miners scrambling out. And then about an hour later, they felt a seismic rumble and witnessed a plume of dust shoot from the mind as it collapsed. Excuse me, if the men had gone to their stations, as usual, the majority would have died that day.

So it appears that what has been dubbed the freeberg shrieker, may have saved their lives. However, I cannot find again any original sources for that legend. And I have a feeling kind of like the Chernobyl in 9-11 that this was manufactured on the web, kind of like that Russian sleep experiment. And then there's also the Fukushima nuclear meltdown where Marcus Poole's American vision Japan was near the plant in 2011 when he suddenly heard a loud, wishing sound and terrible screeching. And then he thinks he saw this creature with large black wings.

So there's even other less-sided and more obscure supposed legends. So what do I think about Mothman? What do I think it or he is? If anything, I will sum up my Mothman thoughts right after we check in with the web. On today's it is of the internet. It is the internet. I hit the right button that time.

I want that put up my record. I want that put up my accuracy record. Nailed it. Today, the first video is looked at as the Mothman documentary, just over a million views. It's posted on November 25th, 2015 by top fives. Funny dude Jake Jones brings up an excellent point, saying, maybe it's just a huge ass moth.

I'd be so creepy and great. If there was just some giant man-sized moth out in West Virginia, I would rather be attacked by a moth man, I think, that I'm giant moth. It's terrifying. User Nina Morales makes an interesting project MK Ultra Connection saying, this is the time when the CIA was experimenting with LSD. So maybe they were having a lot of fun, LOL, fucking with this down. Nina is correct about the timeline. I mean, the point pleasant, math man's side and

it occurred in December of, or excuse me, the point, yeah, the bridge collapse of 67, the occurrences are occurring in the fall of 66, MK Ultra, the LSD experiments ran from 1953 until 73. They were headquartered, at least initially in camp detrick. Now Fort detrick, Maryland, point pleasant, only about a five hour drive west, excuse me, a Fort detrick. And if you recall, from the MK ultra suck, the CIA did dose unsuspecting citizens

with LSD. That happened for sure. The United States President's commission on CIA activities within the United States set up under President Gerald Ford in 1975 to investigate the activities of the CIA and other agencies within the US. Uh, a commission led by Vice President Nelson Rockefeller sometimes referred to as the Rockefeller Commission did uncover all of this. Uh, user Nick does knows that the Moss man is real. He's 100% sure. He's thought it out and he posts. Moss man is real.

I can't say for sure yet he's a real, but Mossman and El Chubacabra are real. Just because Mossman hasn't been seen, doesn't mean it isn't there. As well, I think a thunderbird is also possible, but I know scientifically highly unlikely. It's just hard for me to imagine every creature from the sea to the land in the skies

have all been cartographyed and on or on some list. That's plain ridiculous to sit here and say, Mothman or the lesser known creatures besides yet he's are not real is quite silly. A whole town freaking said they saw it or saw something. So question is, do you believe it was a moth or a bird? Okay, that's a very confusing argument. He said, new species are still being discovered, so to claim a species isn't real doesn't make sense unless it's bigfoot. That doesn't seem legit. And I question the existence of Thunder

Birds, but Mothman, Chubacabra, of course they exist. I just love like the strange lines he's drawn, you know, it's like Frank astein. That's a bunch of horse shit. Dracula? Oh yeah. Fucking courses real. I mean, werewolves? Yeah. For 100%. I just love that he is so sure that yeti. Yeti, get out of here. Uh-uh. No fucking way. Mothman. Yes. Lest you're an idiot. You know that is real. What a weird reality for him to live in. That I mean, how is what? Mothman more credible than Yeti. For a second, I thought I'd love to talk to him to find out, but I would never talk to him. It'd be a terrible, I would hate to be cornered by that maniac.

User Shanti Gaming is my spirit animal in this thread. She posts, haha. I'm here to warn you of a disaster about to happen. I can somehow sense disasters before they come, but can't write a note, talk, or actually land on the bridge in public to bring attention to myself in the problem. I have to be cryptic, scare people in random areas, hoping they somehow get the message and maybe sneak onto the bridge for two seconds and fly away. If you can't tell, I find it hard to believe

whatever was here wanted to bring knowledge of a common disaster. I love it. Yeah, if Moss Man is real, if there was a real cryptid creature, I don't believe for a second who's trying to warn people about anything. Like what a shitty harbinger.

Dude, leave a fucking note already. You worthless Moss creature. Stop attacking cars and scaring teenagers and just leave a note. Show up on the bridge wave a note. Don't it's gonna crash now. I'm a weird monster. You should listen to me.

Now stop, stop, stop, play a quick game of charade. Something is a worst warning system in the history of disasters. Okay, user Tanner Phoenix also brings up a great point. Posting, wait, this thing showed itself to a woman and her baby, followed people in their car, peered in someone's front door window. But when the police arrived, this thing runs away. How does it know of the police?

Exactly. It doesn't know how to warn us, you know, but it does know what police are. A lot of logic holds some of these sightings. User, uh, Sue Har, Osmond has a funny reply I guess they had Weeda, couldn't take the risk. User Jack Pritchard posted comments similar to so many others I saw on this long thread saying, a moth hit me when I was watching this. Coincidence?

I don't think so. I wanna make fun of this, but I can see myself doing that same thing. Like, you know, just watching moth man video after moth man video at Lone at Night. Videos with jump cuts and spooky and suspenseful soundtracks, working yourself up and then suddenly a moth lands on you. Yeah, I'd probably spook myself pretty good too.

I tried to find some good wackadoodle video from someone who claims to have witnessed Mothman firsthand. And, you know, there are all these all these witnesses that seem to have one thing in common in addition to seeing Mothman. They have no idea how to record a decent video with solid audio. They love to record outside of the wind, or at the Mossman festival with a classic rock band behind them, making it almost impossible to see, understand what they're saying.

A good Mossman witness interview is almost as elusive as Mossman himself, or just painfully boring. But eventually, after a lot of digging, I found some clips from a destination destination, America show called mountain monster monsters, mountain monsters, wackadoodle jackpot. Mountain monsters is five of the most hillbilly looking mother fuckers you've ever seen in your life. Going out in the woods, looking for big foot, Mossman, other cryptoids, they are so deliciously bat shit crazy. There's Buck, Buck is an expert caller who looks like Larry the Kibble guy is long lost a little brother.

A guy who'd like to get her done but has a has a hard time getting to start it. There's Trapper John ties the team leader who looks like a monster hunts part time when he's not making moonshine or participating in civil war reenactments. There's Jeff, the team researcher who looks like Santa Claus, if Santa left the North Pole, traded his red and white suit in for some dirty gene overalls and abandoned Christmas to be a rowdy for a bluegrass band that only plays in West Virginia County fairs. There's Willie, their expert trap builder, whose traps haven't caught a single, cryptoid ever. How do you call yourself an expert trap builder?

When your traps never catch what you're looking for ever one time. He looks like an extra from Duck Dynasty. Looks like one of the Robertsons who was never allowed on camera because he looks too red-nick. And then there's my favorite, a man who goes only by the name of Huckleberry,

like some sort of backwoods Drake or Madonna, just a one-name entity. He's headed team security. This is looks like he's been living alone in the woods for at least a decade. And he's been living in the woods after he escaped from a mental institution. And one clip I found, Huckleberry claims to have been hypnotized by a cryptid in the middle of the night. And the rest of the team decided to throw him in a river to snap him out of it. So good. So good. Before we hear the clip, let's listen to Huckleberry.

You get a little bit of feel for Huckleberry. I want you to listen to him talking about a childhood encounter he supposedly had with Sasuke. Tell you guys, it bothered me for 46 years. It's hard to talk about. I'm telling you guys because we're friends, we're family, we've sweated together, we've bled together. Yeah. It started 46 years ago, 1969.

We have a garden backer on top of the hill. We drive out here a couple of times a week, help grandpa, hoe, pick weed, me and my brother, my mom and my grandpa was back there. Back in the garden. When we went back here on the hill of the garden, we were gonna pick beans. Well, we picked our mutual beans. Asking for a day to day thing,

and he said, now I go ahead and run around for a while. We both have the tomato, I remember that, because we eat and tomatoes. Uh-huh, and tomatoes? That's what you do. Yeah, people did it. We worked our way out around this old horse trail. You get out there so far, sort of drops off,

had saplings about 10 foot tall, and my brother threw the rock over the hill. Okay. And all of a sudden, something was taking these saplings like it was really pissed off, and it was just beating these saplings back and forth. Uh-huh. You could see the tops up and just being fray-laden

from one side to the other. Mm-hmm. But we're watching this all of a sudden. It's a great big, huge hand. Uh-oh. The forearm. Come up out of the tops of them, brush. I'm gonna hold it this one tree right here.

Okay, OK. The forearm on this thing was that big round. He described it twice as big as his arms. He's a big dude. His thing I hold it your head. There is no doubt in my mind. It's, of course, you like a tomato. If it wanted to, I guess.

Michael Berry doesn't impress easy. For him to be impressed by this creature's forearm, yeah, this thing must be massive. It stepped up on this rock and when it did I got to see the shoulders. The shoulders was ever a bit this way. Okay. And we pounded feet out here. I mean just as fast as we could run. There is no doubt in my mind whatsoever that I've seen a big foot that day.

My grandpa told me that we shouldn't ever talk about it. Okay. I wish God I'd listen to him. Uh oh. Well, happened to talk about it. It's been just down right mean, I mean. No. It's hard to talk about.

Uh huh. I've been ridiculed. What? I've been thrown out of school. Throwing out of school? To this day people will laugh at you. This thing down there ruined my life. Uh huh. I have ruined my brother My brother will not talk whatever about this. Wow. I love

I love it says a damn near ruin my life man This is a crazy damn near room my life when I saw it's for arm and nothing else damn near room my life I mean luckily I'm a now successful I tried to damn near room my life and I saw it's forearm and nothing else. Damn near room my life. I mean, luckily, I'm now a successful moth man hunter. However, things could have turned out very differently. As opposed to being a large, you know, bearded hillbilly and overalls, looks like I haven't taken a bath in five or six weeks, scramping through the forest forest trying to catch me cryptid things could have not turned out so successfully

You know, and I love these things. I've been thrown out of school. This guy's so full of shit Who gets thrown out of school for how come there do you say you saw bigfoot you did then you get out school Don't you come back you bigfoot liar? No one has ever been thrown out of school. For thinking they saw bigfoot. Dad, how come you never graduated high school? Well, I got kicked out talking about bigfoot. That's why.

That's why I tell you not to talk about monsters. One time, I just said, hey guys, I've seen no bigfoot and I've never allowed to go to school after that ever again. And why would you not wanna tell you, like why was he so worried about telling his crypto 800 buddies this story? Like you're, you're in the woods,

with a bunch of people looking for a moth man. You're like, oh man, I was having a hard time telling you about a time, I thought that you would think I was crazy for thinking I thought I saw a sketch watch. Oh, I had a hard time. I was real worried about bringing this up. You're not fucking bringing it up to a bunch of college professors or you're bringing up to your fellow monster hunters. Okay, so now you understand a little

bit more about this crew. Let's listen to the clips of these grown men, average age of these guys, about 50, about 50 years old. They've lost track of Huckleberry. They've lost Huckleberry. They're looking for Huckleberry in the woods. And they hear him screaming out in the forest. And he claims to have been attacked by Cherokee Devil, who they think is a top of Bigfoot. This is so good. Okay, here we go. What are you lightin' up like before the G-Live?

Right. Huh? Yep. Trying to get the mouth man, they got a bunch of lights out there. Got it. Guys, guys, look right out there. Put them out, put them out, put them out, put them out, put them out, put them out, put them out. Put them out. I ain't saying it.

I just saying it. I ain't saying it. Buck just saw two great, big glowing eyes. We got them torches put out and had them laying there in a good dirt spot. I wasn't real sure what I was saying. I'm definitely not allowing in this woods tonight. Uh-huh. Oh, you know what?

I mess I apologize. I realized that in my notes initially I was saying. I'm definitely not allowing in this woods tonight. Oh, you know what? I mess up, I apologize. I realized that in my notes, initially, I was gonna go with the video of him getting tossed in the river. So I just had to tell you that he gets tossed in the river, Huckleberry does get tossed in the river.

And then I realized, I'm like, well, that's not even a Mothman video because there's so many things that are titled Mothman and then I thought maybe Cherokee Devil was a tough Mothman. No, this, sorry, set up the wrong thing. This video, these guys are just shining flashlights this time, around out into the woods and hoping to attract Moss Man,

hoping that the random flashlights will see Moss Man. Almost out. Huh? What was that? It hurt something. It hurt something. Looking up, Bo? So that's Grinks down to that. Oh, looking up, Bo? That's a green screen. Seriously? Do you hear it?

Trapper, what was that? I didn't want to help. I hear stuff. It's not there. What's that? The trap? Walk around the dark. Of course it wasn't the trap. Trapper, never get to say anything. We got stuff falling out from the trees.

Uh-huh. We got all kind of movement going around us. So I'm sure that we're not alone in this woods tonight. Mm-hmm. Whoa. Oh, then you hear noise? Oh, God. Oh, God.

Oh, no. Yeah, see it. See it. I'll see it. I'll see it. And you can see. Oh, see it. You can see something. Okay. And so that's, that's, they, they think they see it. shit, you can see something. Two glowing eyes there.

Okay, and so that's, they think they see it, they don't see it again. I watched this video so many times, and it is like, it's either flashlights, or these are two flashlights next to you, or it's just a car's headlights in the distance. They're like very parallel, but it's clearly like a man made light. It looks, there's just, but it's clearly like a, like a man made light.

It looks, there's no red. It's nothing. And then, and then in the comments underneath, user, uh, Kiri Gaya brings up an important question when it comes up to hunting, Moss, then she's like, why don't they use night vision? Right? Yeah. They have this camera crew out in the woods of middle night, but they don't have night vision goggles. And then Frago Logo says something along the lines of what I'd say. he goes, because if they did, you would see a truck. Exactly. Exactly. If Mossman is real, I guess he's smart enough to make sure those idiots never find him. It is.

I'll be into that. It's that. Sorry, I started to set up the wrong video there. Man, the other one was funny to me, but then I was like, yeah, it doesn't have anything to do with moth. It is very hard to find just decent stuff about moth man on the web that isn't just the same kind of like shitty Photoshop stuff, or just, you know, terrible, terrible audio quality.

Okay, so let's, before I just kind of say what I think about moth man, let's just go over the popular theories about what he could be. Obviously, there's bird. We've talked about that one a lot, you know, that I don't think it's probably a bird. Owl, some people think it's an owl. Same thing with me, I don't think it's an owl. They're way too small.

In December of 1966, a big-ass owl, a barn owl, was killed just outside of Point Pleasant, did make the local papers. It was during the whole Mossman craze. It did have a wingspan of nearly five feet. However, its body is so tiny. A two foot tall bar now is a gigantic bar now. They generally don't have bodies more than 15 inches long.

And they weigh generally less than two pounds. They're very light. Two pounds is actually a very big bar now. So they're mostly feathers. Long way from human looking. Alien, is it an alien? I mean, okay, sure. Yeah, I mean, I guess it could be.

That's one of those things where you can kind of, you know, if you're gonna say something from another planet, I mean, everything's up for grabs. Is it a thunderbird? Well, at first I didn't know what a thunderbird was, that came up in one of the witnesses, witness sightings. I forgot, it's an American Indian legend,

is the thunderbird. And there is American Indian legends from this area surrounding point pleasants that do have tales of these giant birds. Uh, they can, big enough to swoop down and carry a man and depictions and representative artifacts, the images do resemble moth man. That's true. I guess this thing's about in the woods for hundreds of years. Uh, most legends suggest that moth man's, uh, uh, or the Thunderbird, excuse me, do have the ability to shape, shift into human form. They're believed to watch happenings in human life

according to the Algonquin legend, Thunderbirds, and the ancestors of the human race and are the protectors of humans. I mean, I guess, it could be, you know, a Thunderbird in the sense that a Thunderbird could be a fucking unicorn, leprechaun or anything else that we don't know exists toxic mutant. That's my favorite theory that

moth man is a product of this munitions kind of dumped the chemical the chemical stored out in that TNT area. You know, did they create some kind of monster? If you listen to the Chernobyl suck, you learn that unfortunately the forest and streams around that nuclear meltdown site aren't full of wolf men or people who can start fires with their minds or three-headed bears or alligator people or wings snakes or anything cool at all. Pretty certain that giant mutant creatures, especially cool ones, rising from toxic waste is only the stuff of comic book legend and not real life. So no, I don't think that's even possible. There's some who think, you know,

as we found that the Moss Man's in Angel, I guess, weird, very not helpful Angel. Something, it's a demon. If it's a demon, it's not a very terrorizing demon. I mean, it didn't actually hurt anybody. Some people think a strange, unidentified flying machine, like some kind of, you know, experimental government flying machine,

that means the dumbest theory probably, like if they had a Mothman suit back in 1966, why don't they have way more advanced flying suits now that we know about? Technology is advancing at an exponential rate ever since then. And interesting, I think actually maybe the most credible promising theory I did come across in my research

that I haven't brought up yet is that Mossman was actually a feral Polish person living in West Virginia in the wilderness there. I know I said that I don't believe the toxic waste can create a monster But very little studies have been done regarding Polish people in toxic waste the mixture of those two The few studies that have been done do confirm that Polish people are not smart enough to know better than to eat toxic waste studies that have been done do confirm that Polish people are not smart enough to know better than to eat toxic waste because they've lived on sausages and sour crowd and stuff like that for so many years, they're actually capable of living on just about any substance, including toxic waste. So what's some Polish dude living out there in the TNT area, eating nothing but chemicals,

whatever birds and owls and rats and feces that you can hold up for years? I mean, it's possible. I would maybe even see it probable. You know, a point pleasant had a large influx of Polish settlers in the 1820s and 1830s. They didn't stay in town long. They couldn't figure out how to do basic jobs like serve whiskey at bars without throwing at people's faces and fighting them. And, you know, they couldn't figure out how to put clothes on.

They couldn't figure out how to knock grunt. And they just kept doing typical Polish jobs that infuriated other locals, like fucking in the middle street or shit in the aisles of various businesses, eating people's pets, scaring kids on Halloween by refusing to dress up and not look like monsters for at least one day, lighting their farts on fire, that kind of Polish stuff. And so they were kind of pushed out into the nearby woods

where they would just eat dirt and their own shit and toxic waste and have sex with their families. You know, for, you know, over 100 years before the Mossman legend showed up. So what kind of creature does that create? You know, I would ask my Polish wife, but she probably just snore and try to bite like normal and they don't have to eat a stick and, you know,

and kind of poke her back into the cage. And I'm tired of having to do that and Everyone knows that I'm kidding about the Polish Teflite. Hopefully one new listener was like Jesus Christ Okay, so final thoughts what who knows what most man is man. It's an interesting tale of nothing else I like folklore Might be a big hoax if it is I will say it's one that numerous people from different families in different towns in the same area all seem to believe to this day based on the documentary footage. I've seen, I find that fascinating about the Nell Swear. What if just, you know, this one group of people did see, like, let's say, a bird and

worked themselves up, that those four people, those two young couples, what if they saw bird, worked themselves up, the story got into the paper, influenced other people's imaginations, and then it just took on this life of stone. Histeria took over, and people started seeing what they wanted to see. You know, that's, to me, it's very possible. I don't think it's a harbinger of doom, right? It was really bad.

It sent into warning if that, that's what it was. And maybe, you know, maybe there really was some fucking humanoid. Who knows? Maybe a sad story, if that's true. What if there was some creature from another planet, another galaxy or dimension out there alone stranded?

Right, what was it doing out there? How did they get there? What did they think of those who it saw? You know, where is it now? Can you imagine if you ended up stranded like in another realm or some other world somehow? Creatures just as strange to you as you are to them, trying to get a good look at you,

trying to make contact with you Capture you maybe hurt, you know or kill you That's terrible. You know if that's the truth It seems that Mossman did what I don't think I'd be able to do on some other world, you know got away If he was a traveler from another land. I hope we made it back home to his Moss wife and his moth kids Hope he's hope he's telling the story of all the crazy shitty saw to his moth buddies to this day Would they believe him anymore? The we believe those who may have saw him?

I don't know. That's all I got. I hope you enjoyed it. Let's revisit the most important points. I'll give one new piece of new information. Right now with today's top five takeaways. Time suck, top five takeaways. Number one, while later supposed sightings would come in from supposed Mossman witnesses like Kenneth, I forgot to mention a winged monster hanging out in the sky above us for

a solid minute to the four men. I was working outdoors with at the time, Duncan. The legend really got going on November 16, 1966 when an article was printed in the local paper about two young point pleasant couples claiming to see Mossman the night before, telling local police a winged humanoid, chased their car as they drove back into town, and was waiting for them by the side of the highway when they went back to make sure what they saw was not in fact a bird. Number two, Mossman is most consistently described as a bipedal, winged, avian humanoid,

his coloration varies from black to gray to even brown or white, although it is usually the darker shades. He is often reported to be about seven feet tall with a wingspan of about 10 feet plus the ability to fly over 100 miles an hour. Sometimes he described as not having a head with the two huge red eyes set in his chest. These eyes are reported to be glowing or at least reflective. Next to the wings, the intense glowing or at least reflective red eyes of Mossman seem to be the creature's most consistently described physical feature.

Number three, the vast majority of Mossman's side into curd between mid-November 1966 and December 15, 1967, when the silver bridge that rose above the Ohio River and connected point pleasant with Virginia and Galapalice, Ohio, collapsed and took the lives of 46 people. Ever since many Mothman believers believed that Mothman tried to warn people about that collapse. Number four, I believe in the possibility of Mothman being real more than I believe in the collective credibility of the entire cast of Destination America's mountain monsters.

Unless your last name is Finn, I think it's super weird to go by the name of Huckleberry. Number five new info. Seems that if Mossman is indeed real, he may have moved to Chicago recently. There were 55 reported Chicago area sightings of a flying humanoid in just 2017 alone. Accounts of varied regarding what this creature looked like, range from a large black bat-like bean with glowing red eyes to a big owl or something that resembled a gosset gargoyle or a mothman. Most eyewitnesses spotted the bean in flight, but some particularly disturbing reports detailed at dropping on the hoods of cars, peering in through windows and swooping down at bystanders.

One Chicagoan who claims to have seen the Chicago mothman as John Amitrono, who was working a Friday shift at security for Chicago's popular Logan Square hang out the owl during the summer of 2017 when he went outside and saw something odd. He told Vice, I saw a plane flying, but also something moving really on, moving awkwardly under it. It didn't look like a bat. So much is what, what illustrations of tear dactyls look like. With the slenderness of its head and its wing shape, I know what birds and what bats look like.

This thing didn't have any feathers or fur and it didn't fly like anything I've ever seen. Amitrano added that the thing he saw, according to him, had muscular legs, a jutting tailbone and a human-like shape, flew in a strange, swooping motion, undulating up and down. After it flew away, he preaped his phone from charging in the bar, texted his girlfriend and close friends, what had happened. I remember thinking,

this was the worst time in the world to have my phone charging. Damn it! Why is it always those situations? Why can't these things ever appear in front of someone who has a fully charged phone like most of us do and a camera ready to go like most of us do. Mossman if you're out there give us a decent photo for once.

It would make a fantastic update to this suck. Time suck, tough five takeaways. Mossman has been sucked. I enjoyed taking a little stroll down to crypto zoologicalville for that one. Love me some folklore. Love me some some paranormal. If that's what it is, you know, whether I believe or not, I still am entertained by these stories. It's already a weird world. Maybe who knows, man, maybe Mossman's out there making a little weirder. And I think it's gonna be a long, long time for my man takes the photo we can find. He's not a bud and he's not an owl. Oh no, no, no.

He's a mouse man. Mouse man, bird and out of feeling Chicago alone. What do my neighbors think that? Huh? Hopefully liked it. Hopefully liked it. Have you joined the Cult of the Curious Private Facebook group yet?

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fantastic topic, the bubonic plague, the black plague, the black death. Black death was a devastating global epidemic that struck Europe and Asia in the mid 1300s. The plague arrived in Europe thanks to Mongol soldiers, literally catapulting plague infected bodies over the walls of the Black Sea city of Kaffa in 1346. Yep. That was an intense day for those people seeing some, some soldiers getting flung over the walls over the next five years. The Black Deaths would kill more than 25 million people in Europe, something many, many

more than that, possibly well over a third of the entire continent's population and millions of others across the globe. It's been called by historians, the greatest catastrophe ever. Blood and pus seeping out of strange swellings, a host of other horrible symptoms, fever, chills, vomiting, diarrhea, terrible aches and pains, and then in short order, sometimes very short order death. The plague was terrifyingly efficient, and 14th century humans had no idea what the hell was causing. People who were perfectly healthy, when they went to bed one night, could be dead by

morning. The black death, we shall sucketh it next, this weeketh some greatest historyeth and the greatest excuseeth to talk about it's insanity. Louis, Medievalist, Doctorus, Yeseth, uh, uh, okay, I'm done. Now let's check in once again with the cult of the Curious in today's Time Sucker Updates. Rupdates, kitchen time sucker updates. Kick things off with an interesting Ed Kemper update from Time Sucker Tyson Rothrock. Hello, Master Sucker.

My name is Tyson Rothrock. Planned in on being a spaceitter within the next few weeks. I'm riding in after listening to the sick fuck Ed Kemper. After learning he was caught in my hometown of Pueblo, Colorado, it blows my mind that he makes a long list of serial killers caught in my hometown.

Leo J Romero of Pueblo was linked to three killings during a 27 year span. He was sentenced to 10 years to life in prison for the 1955 slain of John Mintasis in Pueblo. While in treatment at the Colorado State Hospital in 1969, he stabbed and killed a fellow patient, Gilbert Romero. Leo Romero, no relation to him. Leo Romero escaped from the state hospital in 1972, stabbed a death, Barinia Martinez the Pueblo, Carl Taylor, a Texas drifter whose family was linked to a murderous cross country crime spree was prosecuted in Pueblo in 1974 after heavy publicity tainted the jury pool in Denver.

He pled guilty to the 1971 killing of a young waitress in Lakewood. He admitted roles in 20 murders and six other states. John Edward Robinson senior was linked to the death of 51-year-old Sheila Dale faith and her wheelchair-bound daughter 21 my god both of Pueblo. The faith disappeared after a few months or a few months after they moved to Pueblo from Fullerton, California in 1994. The bodies were found in June 2000 out inside a storage locker that Robinson rented in Raymore. Just a side note, the city is a shithole where crime is inevitable, but just thought it was weird. All of them are caught in one town. Keep on sucking and doing great things. Tyson, now, man, wow, thank you, Tyson. A lot of darkness. A lot of darkness for a city of roughly 110,000

people. Never been to Pueblo. Been all over the country every state. I have yet to make it to Pueblo Colorado though. Not giving me a lot of good reasons to visit. Random trivia Pueblo is one of the largest steel producing cities in the nation. Also, Bat Masterson, one of the gunslingers in the Doc holiday suck was one sheriff of Pueblo and David Packard, the co-founder of Hewlett Packard, a computer's the man dubbed the father of Silicon Valley, born and raised, graduated high school in Pueblo. So some good stuff. Some good stuff in Pueblo. Keep on sucking, Tyson.

Made up, mush-mouthed word definition coming in from time-sucker, Jeff Asker, Jeff Wrights. Hail, master of sucker-ists. Here is the definition of decapitated. Oh no, here's the definition. That's right, because I messed up that word. Here is the definition of decapacated, decapacated, agitive, deforesely, remove a person's cap from their head and throw it down upon the ground, followed by stomping on it furiously while taunting the person from which it was removed decapacated, putty decapacated,

decapacated, decapacated, choose you while yelling, put that in your lunch box, Shirley. Another weirdly funny case of mush miles. Hope this gives you a laugh. It did. Hail, Nimrod, Jeff, Assert. Thank you, Jeff. I appreciate it. I'm sure there was a lot of stuff I messed up today.

I can't believe I was, yeah, I guess I apparently needed to clean my notes up a little better. And I went over this one so many more times than so many other sucks. Man, Mossman was, I will say, just really quick, was tricky because the dates listed for the same events are all over the place on the web. When you get into like folklore, paranormal, I'm like, yeah, but I want the correct thing,

but I don't know if there is a correct thing sometimes. And man, like you read 10 articles about Mossman and roughly about the same events. And sometimes it's very different telling. Anyway, fantastic area 51 suck update coming in from Shaari. Um, Shaari Hardinger, Shaari writes, Dear Master Sucker, a recent discovered time suck and I'm enjoying it very much. I think people are too hard and you for mispronunciation.

I don't mind, I don't mind, but thank you. I'm still trying to catch up. So I hope no one has already updated this. I just finished the Area 51 suck. I learned some interesting or wackadoodle info from a book I listened to while I was still a believer. Ironically, this book killed my belief. It's called Area 51 by Annie Jacobson.

She told me a lot of the info you did regarding the secret projects. She claimed to have interviewed one of the top scientists that worked at Area 51 anonymously, of course. The big twist in the end was revealed to be about the Roswell incident. Apparently Stalin had heard about the panic caused by the War of the World's broadcast, and he which happened way earlier, rather, and he wanted to create another panic he could benefit from. So he made a I love it. So he made a fine saucer that crashed on purpose.

The pilots of this UFO were children. He had altered with sadistic plastic surgery to look like aliens. Boom mind blown. Seems like a bunch of made up bullshit to me, but what do I know? Thanks to the podcast, I clean houses for a living in a makes my painfully dull job, much more fun in the Spartacus suck. You kept saying dead dude bridge and it made me laugh way more than it should have. My husband bought us tickets to see you live from my birthday next month in Salt Lake City,

can't wait. Shari Hardinger. And then you said, I like how you added like, sorry with an H. If you wouldn't have done that, I wouldn't have been able to say your name. I love it. Thanks, Shari. Not crazy at all. Just putting, you know, you know, Solomon probably happened, right?

He just put surgery toically altered kids in experimental aircraft unlike anything that never flown in the 40s and then he just crashed into New Mexico desert just to kind of confuse us. Right, instead of, I don't know, using that experimental aircraft technology to just, you know, take over the world. You know, he was just a twisted, weird evil genius

who had nothing better to do than just mine-fuck Americans. Yeah, I love it. I love it when they print things like that as part of me find the hilarious, they print things like that because it's so over the top, but then I'm also terrified when I re-reviews of books like that of people saying like, yeah, yeah, finally, I get it. All the dots are connected now. Like that actually makes sense to a lot of people. I'm looking forward to seeing you in Salt Lake City.

Those shows are going to be so much fun. Love performing there. Funny message from Megan Wilber sent in. I'd like to share about how important a dark sense of humor is to us suckers. She writes, dear Dan, I'd like to tell you a story. I recently moved from Ohio to Florida to take a job with a new sheriff's office. Thanks for keeping it safe, by the way. This office is very formal and by the book, so I've been, you know, containing my weirder site.

My new lieutenant was telling a story that a day, he's originally from Buffalo, New York. He had a sister and brother-in-law still there, some context, the whole family hated this dude. Total tool bag, I guess. Sometime or one time, they were jogging in the snow storm, went across the street and were hit by a car due to the poor visibility.

The brother-in-law was killed and the sister was seriously injured. Q absolute silence and horror in the room. Then he said something along the lines of, yeah, the lieutenant said, they had it coming. Who runs in a snow storm? And that is how I discovered my lieutenant has a beautiful sense of humor and I'm going to be all right there. You're welcome, space, lizard, megan, wolver. I feel you, I feel you, I would work very shows in the past. At first, you're feeling people out and you're just waiting for somebody to say something dark

when you have a sense of humor like I do. Like come on, open that door and then so much more relaxed after it happens. Cause yeah, when you're surrounded by a bunch of people who can't like make a cat hit on sticks joke, you know, like shows like we did in the head camper suck. Yeah, it's just so tense and I'm tight. All right, now some kick ass news coming our way from meat sacks to cream.

Ian Young, who says, wow, Dan, wait, wait, a fail. I recently listened to time sucks itself. I can't believe I missed this one before, but I'm glad I caught it the second time around. I don't know how to properly articulate my feelings and pride and joy to hear about how many failures you had or how to hear about how many failures you had to suffer through before finding succeeding has inspired me to be willing to fail. I'm normally very reserved and I try to carefully calculate

my every move and an attempt to avoid failure in any situation. Now I've started to take this life out of the box and play with it a little bit of approach. This new approach landed me a new gig making almost double what I made last year. I'm working for one of the largest media companies in the world, finally pushing the boundaries of my comfort zone. I have you to thank for that push.

Thank you for enduring all the shit this one. I started you in order to get where you are now. Keep on sucking. Your loyal spaces are Ian Young. Ah, Hail, name Rod, you beautiful bastard Ian, you know, and by the way, on those things, I never want to come across like I feel like, oh man, you know, whoa is me because I'm a sister in young. Hail, name, Rod, you beautiful bastard in. And by the way, on those things, I never want to come across like I feel like, oh man, you know, what was me? Because I'm glad how failures kind of shaped me.

And I was always to have a roof over my head. So I always had like first world failures. I do think about that when we do historical stuff. You know, I'm very hesitant to complain about life in a real way, other than maybe an occasional frustration, you know, with a stranger being stupid or whatever, but as far as like, oh man, everything's terrible. I'm like, now, I don't leave him in the evil Europe.

You know, I'm not worried about getting my fucking head cut off. You know, I don't have diseases and rampant and doctors aren't trying to saw my arm off or put leeches on me when something goes wrong. But yes, man, I'm so glad that inspired you. That makes me very, very happy. More inspirationfulness. Keep the inspiration train rolling

with another wonderful message from from from time suck wizard Dustin. Uh, Kenoki Dustin writes dear master suck Lord. Just want to say thanks if it doesn't make it to the show no big deal. Thank you for all you've done with time suck recently. I've realized that both me and my amazing girlfriend were both at a decent risk for diabetes and heart disease. So we started dieting and working out. I have done this in the past, but no luck, but being able to listen to your podcast helps

while I'm at the gym. Also the recent inspirational sucks you released over the holidays were my main motivation. I want to let anyone in the group know, just do it. Put your mind to it and do it. I've lost 25 pounds since the first and feel best I have since junior high. Just wanted to say thanks. Couldn could have done it without you. Sorry for the long message. I wasn't long at all.

Dustin Kenoki. Man, have it for you dude. Hey, I'll never ride. I had to kick an ass and feelin' good. Man, feeling good. That should be the most important part of a diet or workout plan. Quote to me. I think if you do it for like just vanity reasons,

I don't know if it's gonna hold either small personal thoughts, but if you do it because, oh man, I feel better. I just feel better, feel healthier, able to accomplish more. Okay. Finally, time sucker Joe Campbell closes things out today with some love for his lady. Dear Dan Lindsey Joe and all other members of the time suck team, I just wanted to reach out and say thank you for all the work you guys do. I'm so excited. I finally got to see you live at your Providence show and I brought my girlfriend of two years with me. She has been forced to listen to your podcast for a couple of months before I showed her your comedy

to really try to show her why you are the way you are and it worked. She has gotten to the point where she stopped complaining the second she started hearing your voice when we were in the car together, when we were leaving the show, I asked her, she'd be more open to the podcast now. She immediately was open to listening to your Cleopatra suck because that's always

interested her. I know you may get a thousand of these today, but I would love it if you could just give a little shout out to my beautiful girlfriend, Kat. I just wanted her to know that no matter how hard things may get between work and life and our and our and our future and our new fur baby bow, she is tough enough to keep to get through it all with that perfect smile. I love you, Kat. And I hope we can continue to grow with each other through the next steps of our life. Sorry for the trail and email, but I just really wanted to reach out after all this time and let you know how thankful I am for putting out quality material each and every week. Please never stop being as crazy and fun to listen to as you are.

I will forever appreciate the weird looks I get whenever someone here is you talking about those sweet sucking skills of yours keep on sucking PS Here in your here come the spoons bit probably made by 2019 it was the first standup bit I'd ever heard from you and I was hooked right away Thanks again for listening to my obnoxious scream and not tearing into me for being obnoxious I remember that scream thanks again your loyal suck servant Joe Campbell Joe that was nice man That was very nice you to send in and Kat.

I hope you're enjoying the suck. I hope you too can listen to it together and just gives you fun stuff to talk about. That's my favorite part about it in the context of couples. I love talking about stuff, more interesting than the weather or what happened in sports that week. Not that you can't also talk about that stuff, but I love having like, you fucking do believe in them off, man? Do you believe in that lady in point pleasant?

Do you think that stuff gonna happen? Do you believe in that lady in point pleasant? Do you think that stuff gonna happen? Do you believe in Chicago people sitting or whatever lead you into a whole new conversation that's just interesting and fun? Fun! That's why we're here. We're here for fun and to make my neighbors in the office building very, very scared. Next time suckers, I need a net. We all did.

Oh, that's today's showtime suckers. Hope you liked it. If you head out into the woods at night looking for a monster this week for God's sake, bring a flashlight. And more importantly, if you see a monster flying overhead during the day when you're grave digging with some buddies, fucking say something! And keep on sucking. God, I heard damn mouthful!

Oh no, you don't scared my sister!