I love suspending my attachment to established science for the sake of watching a 17 part series of 2 hour episodes of searching a 10,000 year old lake for a creature that’s been extinct for 65 million years as much as anyone. I also have light sabers tattooed to my chest. It doesn’t mean I believe in Star Wars being real, as painful as it is to say that.
When I started Pedal Powered Anthropology, I thought for a while about what I would “call” myself. Anthropologist didn’t seem to quite fit, although it wasn’t inaccurate. I wasn’t a “documentarian” or “documentary film maker,” although more and more that latter part is coming to the forefront.