But.

When I first saw P/G – after decades of viewing the stills and going, what IS that? – my first response was the stifled guffaw through closed lips that we’re all familiar with. I mean, it looked human, and goofy at that. On first look.

But then I kept watching it. I obviously had no “desire to believe;” I don’t believe anyone has that who responded the way I did, and I’d been leaning all along, based on the stills alone, toward it being genuine. I read the analysis by qualified people in relevant fields, but I couldn’t put that to what I was seeing. (Which is why I’m not a qualified person in a relevant field.)

The more I looked, the less human it looked.

The Patty stills never looked funny to me. I mean giggle funny. The ones above, well, they do.

But my approach might be different if I’d heard a yahoo chorus of qualified people shout down Patty, and no one with chops coming in on her side.

I guess I can say these things:

1. I cannot utterly rule out Patty as a hoax.

2. It seems to me that Patterson and Gimlin’s story is so believable, and so backed by the evidence, and the hoax so hard to do that, to me, the genuine animal is easier to accept (given what I know which is far more than most folks do on this subject).

3. There will always be many factors that influence you, in various ways. And the factors that line up behind Patty – and against this one – are very decisive to me.

That is, to ME.

I’d be interested in what others have to say.

Wow. That is – the only word I can come up with is “Biscardian.”

OK. Bob Hieronymous rivaled this one for silliness. But didn’t exceed it.

That figure is as obviously human as any of the crap I’ve seen on Youtube.

Bluff Creek National Park. I am going to have to change my PANTS here.

So, this joker down. Hieronymous down. Chambers didn’t do it, because he said he didn’t. And I’m so sure he would have disowned his greatest creation (no, he never did anything else even close) on his deathbed.

That is, um, everybody that has stepped up. (Or been propped up.)

Starting to think this little film might be the real deal, aren’t we?

What sasquatch scoffers have gotten away with offering as their counter to the proponents’ mountain of evidence – shame on that naughty John Patterson and his sidekick, Roger Gremlin! – is an eternal monument to human ignorance and credulity.

I’d sooner believe they can disappear at will, or beam up to a starship fercryinoutloud, than this malarkey. Wouldn’t you?

Maybe this is why we haven’t seen much of our friend Benjamino Radford lately.

He’s so embarrassed, he’s out there looking now!