This is exactly why I have tried very hard to seperate my current work from Tubes.
The artifacts Tube discusses were created using Volcanic Ash (Pumice), is that not correct?
Is there any Volcanic Ash or Pumice in the soil of Onion Mountain?
If there is no Volcanic Ash or Pumice present in the soil of Onion Mountain, why would you use these substrates to either prove or disprove what can or can not happen in this soil?
Yes, tube did show it is possible to create these "artifacts", that no one can deny and your right, your foolish to do so. He worked hard to prove that. But, he did not prove it can or will happen in the soil from Onion Mountain. His 1 test in this soil proves that.
I do think the Onion Mountain Cast deserves a much closer look, as I have proven dermal ridges and flexion creases are not only possible but absolutely do happen. Now, are these the dermals of an unknown primate? I have no idea. But, to say this cast should be dismissed based on work done in substrates other than the actual soil from this area is just not correct.
Being skeptical doesnt mean you throw out the ability to be objective.
My work continues
This may be the sanest post in the whole discussion. I think it deserves a little Kipling.
IF
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Thanks Melissa. Thanks, Rudyard (but you could have included women).