Tragedy struck the cold case team attempting to reconstruct the 1961 disappearance of Michael Rockefeller. He was the fifth child of Nelson Rockefeller and one of the heirs to the Rockefeller dynasty.

All this mystery centered around Papua, New Guinea. Michael was ostensibly going to study the Asmat tribe, because they were some of the last known headhunters and cannibals.

Some thought he was captured, enslaved and eventually eaten. Others believe he was eaten by a salt water crocodile.

However, we believe that he was snatched by the Foo bird of the islands. even as our photographer, Percele Chicken was snatched in a similar way.

On our excursion, we traveled for days. On each day this giant chicken pterodactyl would fly over us. The native barriers would shout “Foo, Foo!” and would hide. The team was less cautious.  Soon the Foo bird would eventually crap on one of us. We would head for the river and that person would wash off the droppings. Within 5 mins of doing that, they would drop over dead.

The next time the Foo showed up, we all tried to hide but somehow he’d detect someone and drop another load. Our team mate wore the excrement for 2 days until he could not stand it and raced to the river. He washed it off and, as could be predicted, died right there on the banks of the water.

This continued until it was just Percele Chicken and Chainsaw. For day’s we dodged the Foo’s bombardment only frustrating the Foo. We became so proficient at the avoidance that Percele Chicken stood out and mocked the Foo bird. That’s when he was snatched up.

I guess that old saying is true. “If the Foo sh_t’s, wear it”

The Foo is a religious icon for the headhunters who refuse to eat chicken because of their respect for Foo.

 

 

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