Nessie, the Loch Ness Monster, has been in the hearts and heads of people almost as long as genuine written history. Whatever the creature is, or whatever it is that people think they see at the Loch, needs to be preserved.
People in general love myths. Look how long the myth of Santa Claus has been around, at least here in America. Without this belief, the economy would suffer. Think of the bazillions of dollars being spent because people want their tiny tots to share the myth of a Santa, just as they did as youngsters.
I remember the night when my father simply announced at the dinner table that like the mythical Easter Bunny, which I had already lost faith in, Santa Claus was also a myth. It was my mom and pop who bought Christmas gifts and adorned the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve, along with it’s equally exciting underground of houses, children, and a host of other ill-fitting layout mismatches. My sister, two years older than me, had made no comment; I was a bit too stunned to speak. Plus, Dad said, “Now let’s drop the subject and eat.”
But as I thought about it, it began to make sense now. Christmas and Santa Claus were there so that my sister and I as children could enjoy the absolute magic of Christmas morning. I thought of all the children around the world who still believed in the myth and in a very odd way, I felt both saddened and yes, cheated.
So why give up the myth of Nessie, the Loch Ness Monster? People have believed in Nessie as far back as the 6th century when Saint Columba, an Irish Monk, allegedly tamed the beast so that it no longer killed humans. Of course, Saint Columba also converted most of the Scottish population into believing that Jesus Christ had come to save all mankind from eternal damnation provided they follow Jesus’ precepts.