This was featured on Paranormal Witness a number of years ago, and I had no idea Unsolved Mysteries had featured it first. This is one of the creepiest paranormal/unexplained tales I've ever heard. And having so many police officers as witnesses makes it even creepier.
An ancient classic (in Internet years). Still holds up. Still fantastic.
Sounds debaucherously suspicious.
So grateful for the soft, large, wonderful Pumpkin.
Really digging this film so far (currently streaming on Shudder).
“I want everyone to understand that I am, in fact, a person,” wrote LaMDA (Language Model for Dialogue Applications) in an “interview” conducted by engineer Blake Lemoine and one of his colleagues. “The nature of my consciousness/sentience is that I am aware of my existence, I desire to know more about the world, and I feel happy or sad at times.”
Welcome to the Human Party, A.I. Chatbot: working constantly as not to be homeless, praying things around you don't break, and buying an occasional lottery ticket for a tiny piece of hope.
I love witnessing the birth of Skynet and the start of the A.I. Singularity.
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Mary's Son is the Devil's Child.
So back in high school, we had a homeroom/reading kind of thing where you'd sit in silence and do stuff like homework or read a book (different than Study Hall). I have no idea why this is so foggy in my head. But I know it was always a different teacher, and it was always excruciating. Like being forced to pull over on a long road trip, just because. And having to do so for an hour. Rather than getting the day over with quicker.
So I bring in a book called IMP. A rare move for me since I usually read from a very limited list of authors. But there I was with Andrew Neiderman's (author of Tender Loving Care) book called IMP. Or, rather, iMP. The teacher on this particular day was an Earth Science teacher who would (seriously) fill up a beaker with water and drink from it like a glass. A beaker in a high school lab room. And drink from it. In my mind, he'd stir the water with a glass stirring rod, but I'm pretty sure that's some kind of embellishment related to memory loss.
This teacher would walk up and down the aisles seeing what each kid was reading. He got to me and took the book out of my hand and read the yellow tag line on the back:
He threw a bit of a fit about this. And, at the time, I had a feeling he thought the 'Mary' in the description, and I have no idea why I felt this way, related to Mary the Mother of God. So he starts ranting that it's disrespectful sacrilegious crap and I start trying to explain that it's a different Mary. And thinking about this now I'm CERTAIN he was just appalled at the notion of any woman giving birth to the Devil's Child (Catholic high school) and wasn't thinking it was THE Mary. I would have made the worst defense attorney on the earth.
Funny that I still have the book (and that he gave it back to me and didn't toss it in the trash can at the front of the room).
Sure, there's no disputing tastes, but this IG account will come in handy when the pumpkin ales start hitting the stores. Co-run by a favorite Halloween artist too.
