>A lifetime of cooomsoooming processed media product has cooked my brain and I now I can only conceptualize the world through shallow story tropes.
he slipped on an unstable rock, fell down a hill, snapped his neck and his body slid into a modest recess in the dirt under some vegetation. >but that explanation doesn't give me dopamine squirts!
yeah, reality is like that.
>find a hobos garbage dump half a state away >it's much more interesting to pretend it's that missing hiker's >the clothing is in a filthy pile and wouldn't fit him >its more interesting to say they match and were neatly folded
Cops are routinely found with empty brass casings in their pockets, or placed in patterns around their bodies. This is a result of the brain shutting down in extreme circumstances, and returning to training and muscle memory.
Most likely, our hiker was changing clothes due to his mental programming, but was past the threshold of the stress he could withstand. You also see similar behavior with people undergoing hypothermia; the "get naked and dig" phenomenon. People like to say things like "he was an experienced outdoorsman," but even the most native person in a region can get caught in bad weather. Dude wanted to change clothes, made a bad call, and paid the price.
The neatly folded part is pretty obvious as you've stated. He just took them off because he had hypothermia and folded them neatly because he's cooked.
The thing that amazes me is that nothing fricked with his clothing man there aren't many critters where I am but they will frick with your shit if you leave it for just a day or so. There's so many things in North America that would mess with your clothing pile I just can't believe it.
It's not an account of a particular real event friendo, it's a condensed example of a genre of "missing camper" stories which even when based on real events are still cherry picked and heavily fictionalized to create entertaining stories.
>Possibly injure himself >Eventually: Suffer hypothermia >Rationality shuts down >Revert to instinct >Fold clothes >Can't keep train of thought so the next steps are not productive >Die in a ditch covered in vegetation, meaning anything that isn't a trained dog patrol won't find him
It's much harder to find people than you might think. Someone can fall into a crevasse, cave or abandoned mine and be gone without a trace. If someone were to crawl under low boughs, under a dead fall tree or a rock to shelter from the elements and died there you would have to nearly trip over them to actually spot them. Paradoxical undressing is a well known phenomenon.
are tracking dogs really that useless? if a dead rat is enough to stink up an entire house you'd think something the size of a human would be even easier to smell
forests are full of dead things, tracking dogs are really best at tracking live breathing sweaty people on the run, and fresh dead people in collapsed urban structures.
It's based on PrepHole's recurring fantasy of being Christopher McCandless. Goobers on here will sit around and post about how they're going to vanish into the woods one day and just survive off of nature, but they're terrified of actually going outside.
30% decided to go truly off grid and start a new life. living happily
30% assumed new identity and is back on grid living a regular life as someone else
30% freak accident and is dead
20% abducted by aliens or terrorists, probably dead
20% faked, that person never even existed and its an urban legend
It's much harder to find people than you might think. Someone can fall into a crevasse, cave or abandoned mine and be gone without a trace. If someone were to crawl under low boughs, under a dead fall tree or a rock to shelter from the elements and died there you would have to nearly trip over them to actually spot them. Paradoxical undressing is a well known phenomenon.
Gang raped to death by big black bears, and then eaten as sloppy seconds by wolf cucks. Many such cases.
Holo?
>A lifetime of cooomsoooming processed media product has cooked my brain and I now I can only conceptualize the world through shallow story tropes.
he slipped on an unstable rock, fell down a hill, snapped his neck and his body slid into a modest recess in the dirt under some vegetation.
>but that explanation doesn't give me dopamine squirts!
yeah, reality is like that.
This doesn't explain the folded clothes left on the boulder.
>find a hobos garbage dump half a state away
>it's much more interesting to pretend it's that missing hiker's
>the clothing is in a filthy pile and wouldn't fit him
>its more interesting to say they match and were neatly folded
went skinnydipping and died on the way?
Cops are routinely found with empty brass casings in their pockets, or placed in patterns around their bodies. This is a result of the brain shutting down in extreme circumstances, and returning to training and muscle memory.
Most likely, our hiker was changing clothes due to his mental programming, but was past the threshold of the stress he could withstand. You also see similar behavior with people undergoing hypothermia; the "get naked and dig" phenomenon. People like to say things like "he was an experienced outdoorsman," but even the most native person in a region can get caught in bad weather. Dude wanted to change clothes, made a bad call, and paid the price.
It's not that mysterious.
The neatly folded part is pretty obvious as you've stated. He just took them off because he had hypothermia and folded them neatly because he's cooked.
The thing that amazes me is that nothing fricked with his clothing man there aren't many critters where I am but they will frick with your shit if you leave it for just a day or so. There's so many things in North America that would mess with your clothing pile I just can't believe it.
It's not an account of a particular real event friendo, it's a condensed example of a genre of "missing camper" stories which even when based on real events are still cherry picked and heavily fictionalized to create entertaining stories.
Idk ive left blankets and extra clothes in bushes and sitting on low branches for months before returning to get them. For me, its the spider eggs
He got completely naked to shit off the summit but lost his footing and fell.
>Possibly injure himself
>Eventually: Suffer hypothermia
>Rationality shuts down
>Revert to instinct
>Fold clothes
>Can't keep train of thought so the next steps are not productive
>Die in a ditch covered in vegetation, meaning anything that isn't a trained dog patrol won't find him
are tracking dogs really that useless? if a dead rat is enough to stink up an entire house you'd think something the size of a human would be even easier to smell
forests are full of dead things, tracking dogs are really best at tracking live breathing sweaty people on the run, and fresh dead people in collapsed urban structures.
Ripped apart by a pack of golden retrievers
Are you guys trolling rn or is it based on some true event? I’ve seen this meme before in probably like 2020
>it based on some true event?
it's not based on a single event, but several missing 411 cases
>missing 411
spoiler: 411 guy blames bigfoot
It's based on PrepHole's recurring fantasy of being Christopher McCandless. Goobers on here will sit around and post about how they're going to vanish into the woods one day and just survive off of nature, but they're terrified of actually going outside.
Serial killer
30% decided to go truly off grid and start a new life. living happily
30% assumed new identity and is back on grid living a regular life as someone else
30% freak accident and is dead
20% abducted by aliens or terrorists, probably dead
20% faked, that person never even existed and its an urban legend
He met some new friends and became Yellow Deli chili
It's much harder to find people than you might think. Someone can fall into a crevasse, cave or abandoned mine and be gone without a trace. If someone were to crawl under low boughs, under a dead fall tree or a rock to shelter from the elements and died there you would have to nearly trip over them to actually spot them. Paradoxical undressing is a well known phenomenon.