Lou’s Diary – Entry 23 (text version)

Lous-DiaryThis is the lie the boy told today.

He watched his father kill his mother.  His father made him.  He wanted to show the boy how the Gore wanted it done.

‘You have to plan,’ The boy’s father said.  ‘You can’t just bash them in the head or stab them through the heart, little Minnow.  They have to be kept alive as long as possible while you remove the treasures.’

The boy said the  treasures are the parts you’re made of.  Your head, your arms, your heart, your legs, your feet, those are the treasures the Gore want.  They need them to stay alive.

None of them are more important than the hands.  The hands are the ultimate treasure.  The hands are what they need most, but they want happy hands.   Happy, happy hands.”

Happy hands are hands that are given willingly.  A person needs to give up their own hands to the Gore as much as the Gore needs them.

The boy said his father tied him to a chair and sat his mother in front him.  She had a smile on her face.  The boy called it a goofy smile.

“Don’t be afraid,” she signed.  “This is the happiest day of my life.  I get to give my treasures to the Gore.  The beautiful, perfect Gore.  It is a great day, little minnow.  And soon, when you’re old enough, and your hands are big and strong, you’ll have treasures to give, and you’ll join me.  And it will be your happiest day, too.”

Those were the last words she signed before his father grabbed hold of her arm, placed it on the table and started to cut through the skin, muscle, tendons and bones of the wrist.  He used a sawing motion at first, but his own hand cramped up, so he hacked away.

His mother cried and laughed and screamed and begged her husband to cut faster.  Not because she was in pain – she was, terrible, horrific pain – but because she wanted the Gore to have her treasures as quickly as possible.  She didn’t want to make them wait.  It was so cruel to make them wait.

His father took the next two days to remove the rest of the boy’s mother’s treasures.  The boy watched from his chair, or at least it looked like he did.  He talked about hiding in a little room in his brain through most of it.

This is the lie the boy told today.

Lou’s Diary – Entry 22 (text version)

Lous-DiaryHe’s deaf.  The boy cannot hear a thing.  He had this back to me, and I dropped a piece of firewood on the floor.  It made a loud thumping noise, but the boy didn’t flinch at all.  I stood behind him and clapped over and over as loud as I could trying to get a reaction out him, but he just stood there.

I moved in front of him and signed my name.  He looked frightened at first, but a smile slowly spread across his face.  I signed my name again and asked him his.  After a few seconds of staring at me, he eventually signed minnow.

Confused, I asked him his name again. He repeated the word minnow.  “Your real name,” I insisted.  He signed minnow once again.

I asked him if the man was his father.  “A friend,” he signed.  “My father is dead.”

“How?” I asked.

“The everything monsters.”

“Everything monsters?”

He signed, “The things made of different creatures.  They killed my father.”

I got angry and told him he was lying.

He shook his head and signed.  “They killed him and ripped him from limb to limb so they could share his body parts.”

I fought the urge to smack him. “What about your mother?”

He hesitated and then signed, “My father killed her.”

I laughed and signed, “It sounds like your father deserved to die.”

Angered, he signed, “My father killed my mother, chopped her up and gave her pile of body parts to the everything monsters.  They made him do it.”

I yelled, “Shut up!” And then signed that the creatures he called the everything monsters would never do something like that.  They were good and pure and caring.  They weren’t monsters at all.

He growled and signed.  “That’s what they want you to think.”

I screamed as loud as I could just inches from his face.  He started to sign something, but I grabbed his hands and pushed him backwards.  I signed “Shut up.”  Before he could lift his hands to respond. I stomped out of the cabin and stood on the deck.  The boy was a liar, and liars deserved to die.

No entry for Lou’s Diary this week

I recorded and edited the entry for Lou’s diary this week and then I turned on the TV where I learned about the horrible tragedy at the elementary school in Connecticut.  I’ve decided it would be in poor taste  to upload this week’s entry given that violence and despair are major components of Lou’s diary.  Add to that, many young people are readers of the Oz Chronicles, and I just feel it would be irresponsible to post the entry. True, it is fictional violence in a made up world, but nonetheless it would be insensitive to make it available for viewing at this time.  I will resume the diary entries next Friday.

I’ll end with this post with a quote from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

For some moments in life there are no words.

Dr. Sykes hasn’t even begun DNA testing yet

"Yes, I have no DNA test results."

“Yes, I have no DNA test results.”

A few bloggers are reporting that Dr. Sykes has been getting test results that more or less match Dr. Ketchum’s results.  It’s not true for one very simple reason.  He hasn’t even begun testing samples yet.  The problem with bloggers is we sometimes use other bloggers as sources.  Worse yet, we report the chatter on messageboards as facts.  BAD BLOGGERS!

This is information comes straight from Dr. Jeff Meldrum on Facebook.

Well, I was on the phone with Bryan just a couple of days ago and he had not yet begun testing. When he does, he intends to do the initial screening with mtDNA loci. So the alleged leak story is vacuous.

Everybody just settle down. This will all be over soon. And please remember, soon is a relative term.

Lou’s Diary – Entry 21 (Text version)


The boy came to, but he hasn’t said a word.  I don’t know what to do with him.  He won’t tell me about the pond, the man he’s with, the Gore… he won’t say a word.  It’s so frustrating.  I should hurt him.  I should punch him and kick him and break his fingers until he talks.

I should, but I can’t.  I don’t know what’s wrong with me.  I’m so weak.  I want to help the Gore.  I want to serve them, but the things I have to do… I’m not like that.  They don’t understand.  They’re in my head telling me to do these terrible things, not because they’re terrible… they’re not.  They’re perfect. They’re beautiful.  They’re the only thing that matters.  I know that.  I believe that with all my heart.

But he’s just a boy.  He’s so small.  How can I hurt him?

I should.  I know I should.  He means nothing.  He’s worse than nothing.  He’s an enemy to the Gore. The Gore’s enemy is my enemy.  He dares to harm the Gore.  I must make him pay.

But I can’t.

I can’t!  I can’t! I can’t!

I am Lou.  I help people.  I don’t hurt them.  I may not be real, but I do have a purpose.  And that purpose isn’t to kill little boys.  I don’t care how evil they are.  They don’t deserve to die.  Or at least, I’m not worthy enough to kill them.

The problem is I don’t know what to do with him now.  I can’t let him go.  He’ll tell the man about me, and they’ll come after me.  They’ll kill me, and I won’t be able to serve the Gore.  I have to live for them.

I know.  I’ll give him to the Gore.  I’ll take him into the woods tonight, and I’ll wait for the Gore.  They’ll take him.  They’ll know what to do with him.  They will make him pay for what he’s done.

It’s the perfect solution.  I won’t be responsible for what happens to the boy if the Gore kill him, and I will have helped the Gore at the same time.  It is the perfect plan.

There is no Bigfoot…

No-BigfootUPDATE 4:00 – 12/06/20: Dr. Ketchum responded on Facebook to the “rumors.”  I’ve placed her response at the end of this post.

…Paper that is.  Or at least one that will be published anytime soon. Warning: Bitter pills to follow.

News reports are trickling in that Dr. Melba Ketchum’s paper on Sasquatch (hybrid-humans/h-humans) DNA has been rejected.  I gave her the benefit of the doubt last week that she only made an announcement because the journal gave her permission.  It now appears – reading between the lines of the original source that leaked the story – that this may have been a ploy to raise the profile of the paper in order to force the journal’s hand.  If we are to believe previous stories on this topic, the paper has been rejected and rewritten on numerous occasions.

This news will, of course, lead to an uprising of conspiracy theories about the bias of mainstream science.  While I have no doubt that a majority of the scientific community thinks the subject of Bigfoot is silly, no reasonable scientist is biased against solid research based on sound scientific principles.  At this point, we must all assume that the paper is not worthy of publication.

This should also put to rest all the ridiculous claims that there is a body.  There is no body. How do I know?  Because Dr. K would have released photos/video of said body in order to bolster her claims.  And if she’s not in possession of a body, but someone else is, they would certainly have taken the opportunity by now to release evidence that they have a body on a block of ice given the media attention her announcement was given.

Dr. Ketchum also issued a statement that she is in possession of HD quality video of these h-humans that she will release when the paper is published.  Everyone is assuming that this is the famous (or infamous) Erickson footage.  Logic dictates that these images are not game changing images, otherwise, at the very least, a clip or two would have appeared to add credibility to her press release.  Few people have seen the Erickson footage and even fewer still have been impressed by the footage.

It is time for the researchers that submitted samples to the study to step forward and break their non-disclosure agreements.  Thanks to the publicity this stunt generated the paper is most likely DOA, and will never see publication in a reputable journal.  Disclosure cannot damage the paper anymore than it is already damaged.  If you are a contributor to the study, and you contact me, I don’t do the anonymous sources crap.  You contact me, you go on the record.  This community is rife with secrecy that serves no real purpose other than to give cowards cover.  I won’t be a part of it.

Sane people have been witness to something in the woods of North America.  I’m not willing to completely dismiss their accounts.  Statistically speaking it’s much more reasonable to believe something large and unknown is out there than it is to believe they are all simply lying or misidentifying known animals.  However, as of now, there is no proof of Bigfoot, and making claims to the contrary is nonsense.

Dr. Ketchum’s response – “The paper is still under review and the rumormongering is counterproductive. The science will speak for itself once the manuscript publishes.”

To elaborate on her response, the news of the rejection came from Igor Bustrev, a Russian researcher who types in broken English.  I believe the Ketchum camp is claiming he meant ‘revision’ instead of ‘rejection.’

That being said, Dr. Ketchum is not off the hook.  She would be better served if she released some of the footage that is allegedly high quality HD footage.  I can think of no logical reason to withhold something that would only support the claims she made in her press release.