Kary Mullis and the Talking Raccoon
I’ve always been fascinated by people’s experiences with the bizarre. Strange little things that happen, for which no explanation is ever offered, for which no rational explanation can actually be given, and after which, presumably, the person is left with a sense of unease and/or confusion at how and why their normalness of life was interrupted in such a way.
When you see one case, it’s an anecdote. When you’ve read, as I have, of the many, many cases that happen all around the world, throughout history, I think it’s time to start asking the question; what exactly is going on here?
Because maybe there are connections. In the occult world, things are invariably connected at some level. Synchronicity and coincidence are the norm, and when you start digging deeper into things, it’s surprising how often you can connect the dots.
One of my favourite off-the-wall, completely random and inexplicable cases is the one that happened to Dr Kary Mullis.
Mullis was awarded the Nobel Prize in chemistry in 1993 for his discovery ten years earlier of the polymerase chain reaction (PCR), which provided a method for genetic researchers to make copies of strands of DNA.
So definitely a credible kind of guy.
He wrote a book in 1999, called Dancing Naked in the Mind Field. To give you an idea of what the book is about, I’ll quote one of the reviews on the back sleeve:
“Partly an autobiography, mostly an explosive voiding of rheum on the idiocies of contemporary science and culture…Mullis gives us a piece of his magical mind.”
This is mostly a book about a scientist, his work, and his views on certain scientific things.
There is one chapter where Mullis tells of a very unscientific event that happened to him one evening. He had come home to his cabin in Mendocino County, California, which he stayed at over the weekends. The toilet was situated “fifty feet west of the cabin”, and it was there that he set off for, shortly after arriving at the cabin on a Friday night.
“I walked down the steps, turned right, and then at the far end of the path, under a fir tree, there was something glowing. I pointed my flashlight at it anyhow. It only made it whiter where the beam landed. It seemed to be a raccoon. I wasn’t frightened. Later, I wondered if it could have been a hologram, projected from God knows where.
The raccoon spoke. “Good evening, doctor,” it said. I said something back, I don’t remember what, probably, “Hello.”
The next thing I remember, it was early in the morning. I was walking along a road uphill from my house. What went through my head as I walked down toward my house was, “What the hell am I doing here?” I had no memory of the night before.”
His flashlight was missing and was never recovered.
Mullis later told Bill Chalker (author of Hair of the Alien) that at a party to celebrate his Nobel prize win in 1993, a guest there (who was unfamiliar with Mullis' account of the “raccoon”), had told him of his own encounter - a “small glowing man” on a hill leading to the cabin. The figure suddenly expanded to full size and said “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
A couple of years pass (he told no-one about the experience) and Mullis was in a bookshop when Whitley Strieber’s book Communion, caught his eye. He bought it and was reading it (Strieber himself tells of a cabin encounter with an owl), when his daughter called and told him that there was a book that she wanted him to read.
The book was Communion.
She then proceeded to tell him of her own experience at Mendocino. She had arrived late one night with her fiance, and just like her father, had wandered down the hill.
She was gone for three hours. Her fiance had gone looking for her, calling her name, but she was nowhere to be found. After three hours, she awoke on the same road that Mullis had.
And she too, had been in a bookstore and had been somehow drawn to Strieber’s book.
Mullis ends the chapter:
“I wouldn’t try to publish a scientific paper about these things, because I can’t do any experiments. I can’t make glowing raccoons appear….But I don’t deny what happened. It’s what science calls anecdotal, because it only happened in a way that you can’t reproduce. But it happened.”
So what did Mullis see on that night? Well, a raccoon obviously, but that’s not the question I’m asking. Where did it come from? If it was, as Mullis later believed, a hologram, then who projected it?
Jacques Vallee, in his books, regularly talks about how we may be being manipulated. How all the sightings of strange things over the centuries is perhaps nothing to do with aliens from outer space, but part of something else. Because aliens and UFOs are not all that people see. They see fairies, leprechauns, humanoids, small beings who ask for water, give them pancakes, try to steal their dogs, and, in the case of Kary Mullis, talking raccoons.
Do we just dismiss it all?
I don’t think we should. Yes, it’s absurd…a talking raccoon? But maybe that’s the whole point.
It’s almost like someone (or something) is trying to mess with our minds.
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