In around 1986, some friends and I were in Kansas (near Salina, I think). We had gone out early in the morning to a lonely spot to try to spot some prairie chickens. After a while, we saw a vehicle approaching. It was a sheriff’s deputy, who asked what we were up to. We explained, and since we had not entered private property, everything seemed fine. As he was leaving, he explained: “Just checking. We’ve had reports of cattle mutilations.”
I’d kind of forgotten about that episode. At the time, I remember thinking “What kind of sickos would do that?!?”
@donray @david_castleton In 1994 I staffed a Buddhist retreat in Crestone, Colorado. I arrived before the participants, and got to go on a tour of the area with a local. He pointed out fields where mutilated cattle had been found and told us that black helicopters had often been spotted!
I had forgotten about that until I saw your post!