I've taken the liberty of posting a photo of a chupacabra plush doll below. These are really popular with all the kiddies in remote isolated areas where chupas exist. Alejandro reports that colorful handmade Mexican versions of chupacabra dolls are very popular around Chiapas and other areas where chupas have been spotted.

I've yet to see a skeptic doll of any description. Alejandro said it best yesterday afternoon over his cell phone when he said to me in a rather emotional tone as I recall..."Chupacabras son reales, mi amigo, no importa lo que algunas gringos mujer dijo."

"chupacabras no existen digan lo que digan esos locos" thats what i sez! what a load of chupacabra bull!

Alejandro no esta' usted loco mar mujer bruja! Ha! Just last month there was a chupacabra festival in a remote village in Mexico, and hundreds showed up. I have video of the occasion if you're interested.

And what about this chupacabra mummy which showed up in a pawn shop in Texas? I suppose you're gonna say the pawn shop owner is loco as well. Nothing ever convinces a skeptic, unless..unless of course they see it first hand and up close in person....which I might be able to arrange if Alejandro can hire those three Mexican chupacabra trappers he told me about last night over the phone.

thats a jazmoora!!
omg what has has happened to him!!

ok now down to more serious matters, chupacabras no existen!

Yes, it does kinda favor poor Jazzy doesn't it? Not exactly green, yet the resemblance is uncanny. Of course I have no knowledge as to how our favorite alien's body ended up in a pawn shop in Texas. I know it has to be hard on all the grieving ex-alien pickle girls, but life goes on, and need I remind you that chupacabras and not mummified aliens are the main topic of this thread.

I just received another chupacabra update from Alejandro. I'll translate and post it here real soon. Good old Alejandro. Hiring him was one of my better decisions.

Let me tell you of the Chupacabra.

In the early to mid years AD in what is now Mexico there was a Mayan city named Chichen Itza. This city's water was mostly underground except for two cenote where the water rose to ground level. These cenote were revered as sacred and the Water God, Chaac, was worshiped at them.

Are you seeing this yet? Maya. Chichen Itza. Chaac. Chupacabra.

The largest cenote was Cenote Sagrado and here many offerings were made to Chaac. These offerings were gold, obsidian, vegetables, fruits, animals and humans. Offerings were increased during times of drought.

It was during these droughts that the water level in the cenotes decreased and the temperature in them increased, all due to lack of fresh water flow. They became stagnant. Stagnant stew pots where the offerings decomposed and recomposed. Little concentrated stew pots of evolution. The Chupacabra evolved from these cenotes and emerged during a year of especially bad drought.

These new creatures looked very much like Chaac and the Mayans took them to be his offspring. They named them Chupacabra.

They believed the Chupacabra would bring the rains so, they let them run free to take what they wanted. Being borne of so much bloodletting, it's no wonder blood is what they wanted. This was fine with the Mayans. They were accustomed to blood sacrifice. Sure enough, shortly after the Chupacabra, the rains came. There was a problem though.

The rains came and the Chupacabra stayed, and kept on taking. This, a good many Mayans did not like. They wanted to give to Chaac, not have him take from them. Those Mayans began to kill the Chupacabra. An equal number of Mayans took great offense to this and feared killing the Chupacabra would anger Chaac and bring back the droughts. Before long, a war erupted. Neither side won. Chichen Itza was laid to waste and nearly deserted.

With it's citizens dead and gone, the city no longer held food for the Chupacabra so, that combined with the prior killing of them, caused their numbers to decline. Some Mayans continued to visit the cenotes and feed the Chupacabra. A medium population managed to survive.

Then, in the 1500s, the Spanish came to the ruins of Chichen Itza. They declared it theirs. Ha! Silly Spaniards. Chichen Itza belonged to the Chupacabra. They drove them out.

Well, we all know that ultimately the Mayans lost and the Spaniards took Mexico. Being as they did not forget their frightful defeat at Chichen Itza and could not well tell their king that strange creatures beat them out of riches, the Spaniards began to tell tales of how evil the Chupacabra were. As more of the populace was converted to Christianity, it became easier to do this. Eventually, most people believed the Chupacabra were devils who would steal livestock for wanton slaughter. With their benefactors gone, this became some what true of the Chupacabra. They had to steal to eat and with their meals being interrupted and being too scared to stay long enough to finish a meal, it does look like wanton slaughter.

Today, there are probably 100,000 Chupacabra left around rural parts of Mexico and south Texas.

Muchas gracias, Senor? Destrogor. It is good to see someone who is so well informed as to the true nature of chupacabras. Usually those who post here only do so to make fun of chupacabras (and me and my friend, Alejandro) and dismiss them as simply the superstititious imaginings of poor uneducated rural farmers and peasants.

You see, such people are completely obsessed with the idiot American politicians and their oil wars and suicide terrorist bombers in some backwoods mideastern hellhole. They do not see the real danger which lurks along the Mexican border because their minds (what's left of it) have been blinded by the ancient Mayan spirit of Chaac.

Their souls now belong to Chaac, but they are totally unaware of their new master's power and purpose. One day 500 years from now when the archaeologists hack the vines and tree trunks from our own lost cities, they will also wonder what happened to us. We leave behind no mysterious message in stone to tell our story, only reality TV programs and huge mountains of retail trash. Why? Because we no longer have possession of our souls. Our souls lie sleeping in the putrid belly of Chaac.



How true. Is it a coincidence that they have chosen to reject evolution in favor of some pieced together version creationism? I think not. The hand of Chaac is at work here creating and recreating and perfecting images and ideas in their minds to conceal the final plan of their own destruction and horror.

And yes, drought is a very mild way of saying global warming. As the planet warms up, chupacabras will become more common. They will be like the coyotes that wander into the edges of great cities late at night to snatch housecats and small poodle dogs let out to pee by their masters.



With each passing of the seasons, the thrist for blood in our own society is becoming more noticible. The moon she hangs tethered above us as if held there by some invisible cord of magic, but again it is the hand of Chaac which controls the moon and the sun. The moon illuminates the chupacabra rituals which happen late at night when little Mexican villages and Texas towns sleep. There are many many cenotes in the desert, and they too are filled with fresh blood and are home to more chupas. They slowly incubate and mutate and then they crawl to the surface looking like some fiendish ghoul fresh from the bowels of hell. They sun themselves and Chaac breathes evil into their ghastly form and sends them off to serve. Chaac thrives when there is war and bloodletting.

The current hunger crisis? There is no shortage of food. Chaac has made them believe there is such a thing. Slowly, over time and many tragedies, blood will replace food. It is the way of Chaac. Is it not written in the stones of the lost cities?

My dear friend and fellow chupa watcher, Alejandro, just called me from Chiapas. There has been another chupacabra sighting. This time a group of seven was spotted lumbering along a deserted farm road earlier tonight. They made strange grunting wheezing sounds and the stench was almost unbearable according to Alejandro who happened to be driving back from a remote village.

They tried to make him run off the road but he is an excellent driver and managed to avoid them and drive on to the city where he called me on his cell phone. I could hear his heart pounding over the phone. Reluctantly, the local Rurales went to check out his story, but, as usual with them, they found nothing.

Like everyone else, I used to think the Mayans sacrificed young female virgins to please Chaac, but now scientists have discovered that it was young boys who were most often thrown into the cenotes, and sometimes they were skinned and dismembered while others were thrown in alive and then fished out again in a few days to see if they had seen or talked to Chaac. Imagine the horror of such an experience. Almost as bad as being forced to watch an episode of "Lost" or "Survivors". Mayan kids didn't have it so bad after all. So a few of the more handsome unlucky ones got picked for the cenotes. It pays to have ugly kids both then and now. The cenotes are full of cheerleader and jock types.

Noone has mentioned the corn connection. Ethanol is made from corn, right? Yum K'aax, the Mayan god of corn fits in here nicely. Plagued by insects, birds, and rats, the corn god's survival depends on Chaac. I've seen reports coming out of Mexico which tell of Mayan Cha-Chaac ceremonies being performed. Young boys dressed up in frog suits croaking loudly and hopping around the village til the wee hours of the morning.

Interestingly enough, Chaac is usually depicted with scales and a human body with a human head which has fangs and a long nose. We should expect the emergence of a powerful leader in Mexico soon, one with bad teeth and a very long nose--just like Chaac. All the important Yucatan mediums and witches have begun predicting this for months now. They also predict the man will commit adultery with his brother's wife just like Chaac did. This is a sign the end is near and more cenotes will open up like giant wombs in the earth, pushing out hundreds and thousands more young virile chupacabras. I could not sleep last night thinking about all this.