Thanks to Pharyngula for this story of a pitiable man who thinks he's unearthed the remains of sea dragons.

I'm working my way through the video, but it's so awful it's agonizingly painful. While this story is perhaps good for a laugh on the surface, it's dismaying on so many other levels. This poor, deluded man honestly believes he is founding a whole new branch of biological study. Unfortunately, he's seriously lacking in knowledge of fundamental geologic history, vertebrate paleontology, spelling, grammar, presentation skills, scientific nomenclature, and -- most importantly -- reality.

He's exhibiting the characteristics of an 8-year-old who has discovered "dinosaur bones" while digging in the yard. As a parent, you might encourage his eagerness for discovery and interest in science, but eventually you have to break the news that what he found weren't actual dinosaur bones. Where were this man's parents??

Seriously. 540mya? the Pre-Cambrian? He could at least have chosen a date in which vertebrates actually EXISTED!

...And I'm going to keep quiet about the conclusions I'm drawing about him inside my head based solely on his appearance...