(SpaceBattles posts I made today that I also wanted to share on here, Part 2)
My point was that while as adults we realize how much of the tales from the 001.9 section of the library that we devoured as kids was baloney, learning about the very real mysterious and little-studied creatures of our world can scratch some of that same itch.
When I was a little girl, there was a book from the 70s at my local library about the Loch Ness Monster that ended with several blank pages and the heading "These pages are for when they finally find out what the Monster is. Paste in the article from the newspaper and the photos here.", which enticed me with its suggestion of progress towards a coming resolution (and an action for the reader to take when that day came!) I remember being nine years old and thinking I know you can't cut up library books or paste things into them, but I hope they make an exception when they finally find the Monster! Maybe the librarians will even let me be the one to paste it in!
In retrospect, it feels like a perfect encapsulation of the frustration of cryptozoology as a rational adult— a book already thirty years old with a forever-frozen, immediate-sounding ending admonition to do something that could not be done.
Because the Loch Ness Monster isn't a real mystery that can really be resolved, it's a legend whose entire symbolic power lies in being "a mystery that is not resolved". And from that position, tourists can be attracted, books can be sold, movies can be made, and there can be the occasional titillating tease of underwater photographs that turn out to be tree stumps and sonar returns that turn out to be schools of fish that provide that ever-so-enticing sense of progress towards a immediate-seeming resolution, ever-elusive, ever just beyond our reach like the torture of Tantalus… but there can never, never be an actual resolution.
And there can be plenty of fun had in that status of mythology and "mystery as mystery"! I don't begrudge anyone for taking a trip to Scotland to eat shortbread and buy some cute little plesiosaur souvenirs and take vacation photos of a foggy lake, because in the right mindset, that does sound like a lot of fun!
But if you try to present it to me as an actual scientific problem on which progress is being made and a resolution is ever-so-immediate but never arrives… then eventually all I'm going to feel is frustration and disappointment, the same way that the public gets tired of J.J. Abrams' "mystery boxes".
Because I've seen actual intriguing scientific mysteries of my childhood resolved over the course of my life. I remember being 6 years old and wearing out a VHS tape of this documentary from the previous year about scientists attaching cameras to the heads of sperm whales to try and get footage of a living giant squid. Again, the incredibly intriguing mystery— a creature 40 feet long that has never been seen alive in the wild— and, again, the promise of progress towards an eventual resolution— this project did not succeed, but the scientists will keep trying. The narrator's wording burned itself into my brain, someday we would have "a living portrait of Architeuthis".
Of course, such a photograph would no doubt be terrifying, giant squids being what they are, but it would be progress for marine biology to have it all the same, and as I got older, the mystery was repeated again and again, in other documentaries and books and museum exhibits. It's never been seen alive in the wild.
When I was 12 years old, that day finally came. There was the headline on the National Geographic News site I visited every day and the eerie, blue-tinted image I knew was the product of so much work and struggle. A few weeks later, it was the cover story of the issue of Scholastic News that was passed out to us in class, and I saved it, although I didn't have any book to paste it into the end of. A frightening creature, yes, but also a great sense of victory and satisfaction because They finally did it!
To someone born in 2003 or 2013, the giant squid has never been mysterious in quite the same way it was to me, born in 1993. There is still much unknown about it, but it is an animal that has been photographed and now filmed alive, several times.
That's the difference between progress and the illusion of progress, between a "mystery box" and a real scientific mystery that can be solved.
















