Responder 22

Posted: October 4, 2015 in Uncategorized

As part of the release of The Journal of Unlikely Academia a number of the contributors have worked to produce an “extra”. In my head, i’ve been calling them “Footnotes” because..you know…Academia. You can find mine, “Responder 22” below. But first, you’ll find links from the other contributors.

Journal of Unlikely Academia

Bonus Material by Abra Staffin-Wiebe

Apocalyptic Tumblr by Julia August

Responder 22

Minotaur: An Analysis of the Species

By Sean Robinson

Excerpt from Appendix C: Questionnaires

CONFIDENTIAL

Responder: 22

Name: Smokey

Location: Undisclosed per non-disclosure agreement. Greater Rocky Mountains region. United States and Canada.

Physical Attributes:

Age: Unknown

Height: 3.65 Meters

Weight: 600 lbs

  1. Parentage:

They met on their way up the summit of Mount Elbert, in Colorado. 14,400 feet above sea level. Mom used to tell me the story. She was a half-mile from the summit when the weather changed, and out of the rain came a man. They huddled together in a lean-to. One thing led to another. Only thing he left her was his raincoat, to keep off the chill. They didn’t share names. They just shared a kid. A kid he never met and she never wanted. All my mother—Rhonda Clark—wanted was the peaks and the sky.

  1. Labyrinth

She stayed with me for a while. In a cabin. Taught me how to fish. I taught her how to find the paths that weren’t clear as we walked. Then there was a day where I went walking, to taste the air, and feel the sun. When I got home, she wasn’t there. Not in her little sleeping bag, or by the lake, or…or anywhere. She was gone. And when I went to look for her, she wasn’t there. Wasn’t there ever again.

But after a while, it didn’t matter. Because there were trails we hadn’t walked together, up and down the mountains. Gulley’s that no one had ever hiked before. Trees so tall they shadowed the valleys. And it spoke to me, whispered to me. In the wind off trees no man had ever seen. It told me it would be there for me if my mother wasn’t.

  1. Diet

Read an article once. Hikers like to leave their trash at their campsites sometimes. Fish and Game says that in the last ten years there’s been just shy of three thousand fatalities across the country while people are out hiking. I really hate people who litter.

  1. On Death

I don’t think about it much. Won’t be a trip down the trail. Won’t be altitude sickness. Won’t be a lot of things. There’ll be someone lost on a trail, inching closer to the place where the summits meet. They’ll be smart enough to pack for a long trip in the backcountry, smart enough to hear my hooves on the brush. It’ll go quick. And when it’s done, I’ll still be beside the lake, still looking at the open sky.

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  1. […] Because he is an EXEMPLARY RESEARCHER Sean Robinson has released (some of) the data for his study! WOULD THAT ALL SCIENTISTS WERE SO TRANSPARENT. You can find the questionnaire for Responder 22 (“Smokey”) here. […]

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