So, you follow one of your favorite paranormal-supernatural-folklore-minded researcher/authors, and then, suddenly, without warning -- you find they are fucking NUTS! They crashed bang-fuck-that-hurt! into the side of the Rabbit Hole and you're left feeling, betrayed? Naive? Confused? WTF? Don't despair though. It is in keeping with the Trickster Cosmic Joker Vibe of It All. Par for the course. So, sigh, move on, and keep going. Or, forget the whole thing and have a bowl of ice cream.