So today, I'm going to consider: a rash of recent pterodactyl sightings.
I learned about this phenomenon over at Cryptozoology News, where aficionados of creatures that don't technically exist can go for updates. It turns out that we've had a sudden spike in reports of giant winged creatures, inevitably described as "bat-like" although many times larger than the biggest bats.
And since such explanations as "the eyewitness was drunk, confused, or just making shit up" clearly aren't applicable here, we are forced to the conclusion that pterodactyloids didn't become extinct 66 million years ago, they stuck around and are now appearing in places such as Wisconsin.
In fact, the Wisconsin sighting is only one of many in the last few months. This particular report tells of an anonymous (of course) eyewitness who last August was driving home one afternoon and saw "a weird thing flying in the sky." The creature was estimated at being two meters in length, and had "skin on its wings instead of feathers."
"Like a bat," he said. "It looked like a pterodactyl or some kind of angel."
For reference, let's consider each of these:
Fig. 1: A bat [Image licensed under the Creative Commons Barracuda1983, Pipistrellus flight2, CC BY-SA 3.0]
Fig. 2: A pterodactyloid [Image is in the Public Domain]
Fig. 3: An angel [Image is in the Public Domain]
So I think we can all agree that it'd be easy to confuse the three.
An even bigger one was spotted only a few days later in Ohio. A woman was driving with her fiance in Ravenna, Ohio, and stopped at a stoplight, only to see something enormous gliding overhead. "It was two or three times larger than our SUV," she said. "It had elbow-like wings. It was darker than the sky. The thing was huge."
The most recent sighting was just last week, once again in Pennsylvania, which seems to have more than its fair share of pterodactyls. This time, a 47-year-old construction worker said he was out cutting firewood when the thing flew over.
He described it as a "green bird with a twenty-foot wingspan, covered in scales, [with] a spike on the end of its tail and razor-sharp talons." He added, "It looked like a lizard."
Once again, for reference:
So apparently, what we have here is a prehistoric-looking lizard angel bat-bird. At least all the eyewitnesses agree on the fact that they're huge.
For my loyal readers in Wisconsin, Ohio, and (especially) Pennsylvania, keep your eyes on the skies, and let me know if any enormous winged creatures soar over. Feel free to report your sightings here. I realize seeing something like this could be scary, but the upside of it is that it'll take your mind off Mitch McConnell and Donald Trump, so as far as I'm concerned, bring on the pterodactyls.
This week's Skeptophilia book recommendation is a little on the dark side.
The Radium Girls, by Kate Moore, tells the story of how the element radium -- discovered in 1898 by Pierre and Marie Curie -- went from being the early 20th century's miracle cure, put in everything from jockstraps to toothpaste, to being recognized as a deadly poison and carcinogen. At first, it was innocent enough, if scarily unscientific. The stuff gives off a beautiful greenish glow in the dark; how could that be dangerous? But then the girls who worked in the factories of Radium Luminous Materials Corporation, which processed most of the radium-laced paints and dyes that were used not only in the crazy commodities I mentioned but in glow-in-the-dark clock and watch dials, started falling ill. Their hair fell out, their bones ached... and they died.
But capitalism being what it is, the owners of the company couldn't, or wouldn't, consider the possibility that their precious element was what was causing the problem. It didn't help that the girls themselves were mostly poor, not to mention the fact that back then, women's voices were routinely ignored in just about every realm. Eventually it was stopped, and radium only processed by people using significant protective equipment, but only after the deaths of hundreds of young women.
The story is fascinating and horrifying. Moore's prose is captivating -- and if you don't feel enraged while you're reading it, you have a heart of stone.
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