Part XVII: Bigfoot
Sal, Kim and Caitlin rode their Harleys up I-95 from Las Vegas toward Reno for hours. At Stonewall Flat, Caitlin pulled ahead and motioned the others to turn off on Rt. 266. They headed north along the California-Nevada border.
When they entered the small town of Dyer, Nevada, Caitlin pulled into the small parking lot of a tavern next to the post office. Kim and Sal followed her lead.
As they got off the Harleys, Caitlin explained, "Jack wants us to do a little research before we get to Reno." Kim and Sal looked puzzled.
The three sat in a booth in the back. Caitlin continued her explanation. "I spoke to Jack before we left Vegas. He is investigating three members of a motorcycle gang called the Scorpions. He believes they are connected to our group of ‘locusts’ who seduced beautiful women into mysteriously disappearing.
"The names of these three bikers Jack is pursuing are Araqiel, Kakabel and Penemue. Do the names sound familiar? As familiar as say, Danel, Ezequeel, Sariel, Baraqijal, Rameel and Turel? You will recall those are the names of our 'locusts' who found their true loves and absconded with them. All these names are from the
Book of Enoch
. Araqiel supposedly taught the signs of the earth, Kakabel taught the science of the constellations and Penemue taught the art of writing, particularly erotica.
"Jack believes that Araqiel, Kakebel and Penemue are doing a little big-game hunting. What do you think he says they are hunting?"
"Pussy," Sal guessed with a smirk.
"Well, that, too," Caitlin laughed. "That’s why we are here, right? We are the bait; the hunted. Jack suggested that Araqiel, Kakabel and Penemue are hunting Sasquatch. You know, Bigfoot."
"Say what?" Kim asked in disbelief.
"Hear me out," Caitlin continued, "Jack verified Araqiel, Kakabel and Penemue purchased rifles and are spending a lot of time in the woods around here, hunting something. The rifles were Winchester Classic Safari Express Model 70’s; big game rifles. Now, just what big game is around here?"
"Sasquatch," Kim replied, "obviously that is what you want me to say."
"Yes, Kim, Sasquatch. Let’s go over what we know about Sasquatch with respect to the murderous Lilith and the seducers, the ‘locusts.’ Lilith and her first victim, Dr. Joseph Masterson, discussed Sasquatch. We know that from the person reported to be likely the last one to speak much to Dr. Masterson before his death, other than Lilith. That person was Abraham, the waiter at the casino-hotel where the murder occurred. Abraham confirmed Dr. Masterson and Lilith were talking about Sasquatch. Masterson had done considerable research on the matter so we later discovered."
Caitlin continued, "Nathaniel, my Native American friend and best friend of Joshua Marshall, the first person to talk to our Lilith and one of the ‘locusts,’ has some wild and crazy theories about the Sasquatch. He says they are descendents of the Nephilim, something others, including my hero Leonard Nimoy have alluded. I’ll get to Leonard later.
"We discovered the late Dr. Masterson had e-mail conversations with some of the other murder victims regarding Sasquatch. What’s up with that?"
At that moment an elderly distinguished looking gentleman walked into the tavern and approached the table of the three women.
"Girls," Caitlin explained in introduction, "this is Sean Flannery. He is the local Sasquatch expert and has a few things to tell us about Sasquatch happenings in this area."
"Hello, ladies," Sean greeted, "I’ll make this as brief and concise as possible. Yes indeed, there have been numerous reported Sasquatch sightings in this vicinity.
"First, as Caitlin knows only too well, Native American people hold Sasquatch in great reverence. He is considered to be a special kind of being, his nature is thought to consist of both animal-like and human-like consciousness, which gives him unique power. In Native American cultures animals are not regarded as inferior to humans but rather teachers of humans. Many Indians of old refused to eat bear meat because of the bear’s seemingly similarity to humans. Sasquatch obviously is thought to be much more similar to humans than the bear. Sasquatch is thought to be some sort of supernatural being whose appearance to humans usually is to convey some sort of message.
"The Lakota, known better as the western Sioux, call Sasquatch ‘chiha-tonka’ which means ‘great brother.’ Peter Mathiessen, in his book
In the Spirit of Crazy Horse
documented several Native American legends regarding Sasquatch. That book in part was the inspiration for the movie
Thunderheart,
a veiled attempt to portray historical incidents of A.I.M., the American Indian Movement. The movie dispells some of the stereotypes associated with Native Americans. It also focuses on spiritual mysticism of Native Americans to some extent.
"But back to the book
In the Spirit of Crazy Horse
, here are some excerpts, these are the words of the author Peter Mathiessen …
‘My travels with Indians began some years ago with the discovery that most traditional communities in North America know of a messenger who appears in evil times as a warning from the Creator that man’s disrespect for His sacred instructions has upset the harmony and balance of existence; some say that the messenger comes in sign of a great destroying fire that will purify the world of the disruption and pollution of earth, air, water, and all living things. He has strong spirit powers and sometimes takes the form of a huge hairy man; in recent years this primordial being has appeared near Indian communities from the northern Plains states to far northern Alberta and throughout the Pacific Northwest.
‘In 1976, an Indian in spiritual training took me to Hopi, where traditional leaders told us more about this being. Over several years, we visited the elders in many remote canyons of the West, and eventually I traveled on my own … (a long list of places). Along the way I learned a little of the Indians’ identity with land and life (very different from our environmental understanding) and shared a little of their long sadness about the theft and ruin of ancestral lands – one reason, they felt, why That-One-You-Are-Speaking-About had reappeared.
"I’m skipping one paragraph here," Sean commented, "because it has no relevance to Sasquatch."
‘Turtle Mountain was among the many Indian communities that had been visited in recent years by the Rugaru, as the Ojibwa call the hairy man who appears in symptom of danger or psychic disruption in the community.’
"Again," Sean paused, "I’ll skip some of the dialogue but this is most interesting, Mathiessen reported the Indians associated Rugaru with a kind of big reptile from ancient times. These Turtle Mountain Objiwa identify Sasquatch with Windago, their evil cannibal giant of the legends."
"Isn’t it funny," Caitlin interrupted, "how Native American legends reflect biblical themes, when they had no knowledge of the bible? Isaiah 27:1, ‘In that day, the LORD with his sore and great and strong sword shall punish leviathan the piercing serpent, even leviathan that crooked serpent; and slay the dragon that is in the sea’ obviously is speaking of giant reptiles."
"Get out, Caitlin," Kim challenged. "Explain that."
"My interpretation of this verse is that it is speaking of three satanic creatures. I read an interesting biblical exposition by one noted scholar who, in summary, stated that the ‘piercing serpent’ is the Prince of Tyrus. The Hebrew ‘bariyach’ is translated to ‘piercing’ and also means a fugitive, as in the ‘fugitive and a vagabond thou shalt be …’ of Genesis 4:12. The ‘crooked serpent’ is the King of Tyrus. The Hebrew ‘aquallathrown’ is translated to ‘crooked’ which also means going the wrong way. One might say rebelling against God is going the wrong way. The ‘dragon that is in the sea’ is the antichrist. This particular female scholar insisted we must be very careful in distinguishing between the Prince of Tyrus, the King of Tyrus and the antichrist. All three of these bad actors are interchangeably symbolized in scripture by serpents, beasts, dragons, horses and more. Go figure that one out."
"Caitlin, I see where this is headed!" Kim practically shouted. "The Nephilim, the giants, the mutants, the Sasquatch, and cannibals too? Funny how all this is starting to connect."
"I might add," Sean offered, Rugaru is not an Ojibwa word; more like French, the French word for werewolf ‘loup-garou.’ French trappers and missionaries were the first whites the Ojibwa encountered."
"Let me interrupt here," Caitlin insisted, "that’s enough about Sasquatch of Native American lore, the cannibalistic monster who feasted on human flesh, particularly women. We’ll talk more about that later. I have a personal story to tell. Sean, let’s get to the Sasquatch sightings around here."
"Sure Caitlin," Sean agreed. "Let’s see, where to begin, there are just too many stories.
"First, let’s talk about Boundary Peak, the highest point in Nevada at 13,140 feet. It’s right down the road. The trees in the valley surrounding Boundary Peak are Bristle Cone Pine, some of which are more than 5,000 years old, older than Sequoia."
"What else is more than 5,000 years old?" Caitlin interjected, "the ancestors of the Sasquatch? The Nephilim? Numerous Sasquatch sightings have been reported in and around Boundary Peak."
Sean ignored her comment. "Other Sasquatch sightings have occurred in nearby Sierra County, California. Some of the most interesting reports are more than a decade old. Sheriff’s Deputy Joe Mosley, a tough mountain cop, became the focus of attention for much of the Sasquatch hoopla. Sierra County is the center of many Sasquatch practical jokes and tall tales. Deputy Mosley sifted through the bullshit and documented the evidence and separated the fiction from the non-fiction. Here is a copy of his findings. I’m sure you will find this quite extraordinary.
"In the Inyo National Forest, about due west not many miles, on August 4, 1996, at 10:00 in the morning, three women campers on East Lake reported a Sasquatch sighting. The women were UCLA students on summer break just exploring wilderness. The young ladies reported that the Sasquatch appeared to be stalking them, until they frightened it off with Christian crosses. I have spoken to all three women, who, five years later all engaged in professional occupations. One is a lawyer, one is a physician and the other is an editor for a rather infamous women’s magazine. I talked to each independently and they vehemently stick to their story. Why? Probably because it’s true.
"And then we have the …"
"Thank you so much, Sean," Caitlin interrupted abruptly. "We get the picture and we will contact you if we have any questions, which we probably will." Sean left.
"And now for my personal Sasquatch story," Caitlin began, "and it is quite the story indeed. I first became fascinated with cryptozoology when I took several graduate courses at a major university in Ohio. Bigfoot, or Sasquatch, the common Native American terminology, was my peculiar fetish.
"The erotic dreams woke me every night. I fantasized I was seduced by a Sasquatch.
"Were the tabloid headlines like ‘Beautiful Women Help to Lure Bigfoot’ and ‘Sasquatch Likes to Study the Ladies true? I could never get back to sleep after the frightmares until I masturbated and changed my panties.
"Soon after my arrival at the university, I began a love affair with a certain professor of religious studies. Pillow talk has its rewards.
"This nutty professor had all sorts of intriguing unconventional religious theories and even kinkier sexual desires. He told me I was a descendent of Lilith, the original demon of the dark. He ignored me when I said, ‘Oh shit, not again, a chick who wears leather and carries a whip always gets stereotyped.’
"So Doc, that's what I called him, tells me all this jive about Lilith and how she was the first vampire and invented fellatio. Her goal in life was to suck the life force out of a man, his blood and his semen.
"Doc even quoted the bible to me and pointed out passages where Lilith appeared. And he also had copies of Dead Sea Scroll fragments that he said clinched it.
"I felt like saying, ‘Geez mawn, will you just stick it in me and shut up?’ But the more Doc talked about this stuff the more intrigued I became. I could suck his cock slowly and softly for hours listening to him babble on and on about demons, vampires, fallen angels and bigfoot creatures.
"According to Doc, Lilith was a parasitical predator who used her greatest weapons, her incredible beauty, her aura of sensuality and the skills taught her by supernatural beings to lure men into her snare. ‘Who, who, me?’ I stammered.
"Doc exclaimed, ‘Yes, you! Who, who is right. Lilith, the screech owl, whose color changes from red to gray and back to red, depending on the results of the night's hunting.’
"And then he would beg me to feed. He would beg me to take a razor blade, cut a cross shape on his chest and lick and suck the blood. He never would let me cut his penis but the licking and sucking always finished up there. When he finally came in my mouth, he would change the subject from Lilith to Bigfoot.
"Doc would ask questions like ‘Is the Bigfoot a man, beast or an aberration that resulted from the sexual perversions of the fallen angels thousands of years ago? Why do Native American legends abound regarding bigfoot like creatures? The Sasquatch of our country, the Yeti of Asia, the Mapinguari of the Amazon region, the Yowie of Australia, the Abominable Snowman of the Himalayas are all what?’
"And then he would answer his own questions. ‘Bigfoot are mutants. Their ancestors are Nephilim, fallen angels; the fallen angels who came to earth and copulated with women. A dormant recessive supernatural gene has caused significant genetic damage over the past 6,000 years. They remain, however, incredibly intelligent despite their outward appearance. There are numerous photographs and footprints of Bigfoot in evidence. Sightings are increasing but they are extremely elusive and dispose of the remains of the dearly departed.’
"When I told Doc about my latest Sasquatch erotic frightmare he would spank me. I love being a bad girl and I love being spanked for my misbehavior even more. He was brutal! Talk about a sore red ass.
"Doc liked to spank me with my panties on. When he was done smacking the shit out of me he would remove my panties with his teeth and keep them for who knows what. He never told me and I didn't ask because he would always give me his credit card and tell me to go buy more. I made quite an impression at K-Mart charging $500 worth of panties.
"As it turned out, my lifetime supply of panties came in quite handy for Sasquatch hunting. I had so many panties that my new friend Gloria helped herself although it took her some getting used to because that squaw had gone without most of her life. I bought some ‘Barely There Underwear’ just for her. It's a psychological thing.
"Then Doc would put on this stupid gorilla suit, lick my pussy with the utmost enthusiasm and change the subject again.
"Doc was an ‘expert’ on just about everything, particularly cervical-puboccygeal orgasm. Right, vaginal orgasm. I described my orgasms and he insisted they were clitoral and not vaginal. He wasn't impressed by my scholarly attitude when I said, ‘What the fuck difference does it make? I'm not interested in what name you give it, just how it feels.’
"I guess it was some sort of private lesson when he taught me about Kegal exercises. I soon found myself practicing every time I took a piss. Sitting on the can I kept hearing his words, ‘Tighten for a count of ten and work up to a count of thirty.’
"I'd also get bored in just about every class and start practicing and wonder how many other coeds were doing it. Maybe this was just my erotic imagination but there seemed to be a whole lot of squirming going on. I'd pick out either the professor or the cutest guy in the class and pretend I was squeezing his dick. You know, with no hands.
"Doc suggested I take a class in molecular genetics so I did. The professor of that course obtained a hair sample from an alleged Sasquatch and attempted to isolate a sequenced mitochrondial gene fragment to determine the phylogenetic affiliation of the creature.
"I jumped his bones too. Only way he would tell me a secret. Actually, I don't mind humping gray-beards that much. At least they have something interesting to say. This professor finally admitted to me that his research had determined Sasquatch was far more human than ape. He was afraid to publish his research lest he be subject to great public ridicule. I gave him a real special blowjob for that revelation.
"And in his class one girl really got my attention. She would do it so slyly but I noticed. I could tell she was doing the same thing I was doing and then she would slip her hand under her desk to you know where. She was so expressionless who but me could tell? What gave her away, at least to me, were her feet. She always wore sandals instead of moccasins and when she starting wiggling her toes like crazy I knew she was about to give herself one great orgasm.
"The sandal clad one's name was Gloria Little Beaver. Obviously a Native American and extraordinarily beautiful and exotic looking.
"I learned so much from her and I'm not talking just all about Sasquatch. We became lovers.
"Gloria is an Ohio Seneca; much different than a New York Seneca like myself. The Ohio Seneca also spoke the Iroquois language, but they joined with the Algonquin tribes of the Ohio country in their wars against the Iroquois. Many Ohio Seneca joined with various Mingo and other tribes in the Ohio country to avoid being conquered by the New York Iroquois. I suspect they were afraid of being eaten, in that my ancestors were cannibalistic. Well, I did eat Gloria, quite often as a matter of fact.
"Gloria also had been in the Doc's bed and she was likewise enamored of the Sasquatch. Although as she told me, ‘To the Ohio Seneca, he is Ge no'squa, the Stone Giant.’
"Gloria continued, ‘The Seneca legends passed down by my people for many centuries portray the one you call Sasquatch as a supernatural recluse and spirit being brought out into the presence of humans by only the scent of a beautiful seductress and succubus, a bitch in heat.’
"I responded, ‘Well, that's us so let's go find one and get rich and famous.’
"Gloria cautioned, ‘Not just yet, we have to make preparations and take precautions. Sasquatch is a sexual predator.’
"I joked, ‘Hey cool, Sasquatch gets a Little Beaver?’
"Gloria scolded, ‘Don't be so smug silly girl. Part of the Sasquatch legend is that he has an enormous member with which he first attracts and then punishes those like us. Those like us, who worship asherah.’
"I queried, ‘Asherah, who or what is that? That's a new one on me.’
"Gloria cooed, ‘No, in you. Didn't Doc tell you that story? The Hebrew word asherah appears in the bible about forty times. The word means sacred poles; big wooden dildos that became the object of worship. Phallic symbols. Every good little Jewish princess had a smaller version for her own personal devotions. Tantrikas say you should pray at the time of orgasm. An asherah just makes it a little easier. Sure beats the hell out of rosary beads.’
"I asked, ‘What about splinters?’ in a blonde moment.
