Non-readers, plants, influencers, staged events

I am a mere observer and do not take much of “news” seriously. Yet the essential meaning of news stories penetrates the consciousness of the mass of humans so easily that it can be distressing. So much of what appears to be human stupidity is really just indifference based on trust, and it is trust that is the great human failing here.

Some years back I was in a conversation with a relative about some thing or event, and in passing suggested either a book or an article, some form of written reference to help support whatever claim I was making. “Oh, we don’t read” was the answer I got, so don’t bother sending along anything. Much later on, same company and playing a card game that had special rules in the various cards, I was repeatedly reminded that I had not read a card correctly. Asshole that I am, I replied “Oh, I don’t read.” My reference was not taken kindly to the two who knew what I was talking about. I could not help myself, as the idea of not reading has such large implications, and I lack filters.

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Judith Curry, farewell to arms, Roger Pielke Jr. scattering ♥’s all about the landscape

Climatologist Judith Curry announced she is retiring her blog, Climate Etc.  She has an impressive CV, which I will not detail here, and more than that, I’ve always enjoyed her writing and combativeness. Michael Mann, the seemingly psychopathic pseudoscientist, took pains one time to claim that her relationship with a divorced man at Penn State was “sleeping her way to the top.” He did so in a public email, finding Curry to be particularly dislikable, to her credit.

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The age of enlightenment begins, 8/6/1945

There’s something to be said for reading over other means of ingesting information, as long as we follow Daniel Boortsin’s advice, that we “Classify, make inferences, reason, and practice, practice, practice.” Other forms of receipt of information are less useful:

Television and other electronic forms: I created, not intentionally but rather by blurting a while back, a bit at a kerfuffle at a family gathering when someone mentioned some news item, and I observed that the effects of television news were not just belief, but instant belief. From there I was castigated with the usually defensive nonsense, that people get “news” from more than one source, that the Wall Street Journal is reliable, and that no one really takes TV news seriously anyway. A grandson mentioned reading something, and I said reactively to the overall tone of rebuke that “Paper doesn’t refuse ink”, which brought about laughter. That’s a saying I remember via my mother from my grandmother, a school teacher.

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Defensive medicine

This happened this morning … I’ve got time on my hands, as will show. The fall from the ladder resulted not only in a gash in my shin, not right on the bone but beside it, but also in what appears to be a bruised bone, aka contusion, that is very painful and limits mobility. Ergo, I’ve been sitting a lot in my recliner, applying ice, and reading that recovery time could be 3-6 months depending on severity. All that means is that I have to avoid aggravating it, to let it heal, so that I have to gradually return to activities.

So this morning my wife, who is reading about prehistoric matters, mentioned the Paleolithic period, which, of course, I knew nothing about. I knew the word, had a vague idea, but stuff like that does not stick with me. That led to a discussion of Darwin and evolution, and I expressed the opinion that all the man had managed to do was to demonstrate that species adapt, as finches on different islands in the Galapagos developed different features, longer beaks, shorter or longer wings., etc., in response to their immediate environment. But they never stopped being finches.

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The virtues of being a bad student

Although I cannot say what the date and time was, I do remember the incident. For reasons probably having to do with trauma, my brain was in an awakening state. I was reading, but in an unplanned fashion, merely taking in everything I could. I was raised to be a Catholic conservative Republican, and reflected that upbringing.

At a certain point I was sitting on our couch in our living room in our house on Pine Street in Billings, Montana. I had been furiously trying to solve the murder of JFK, to no avail. As designed, that event was fake but meant to grip anyone interested in perpetuity. It would be years before I came up on the information that set me free in that regard, that the event was fake.

Our leaders and influencers enjoy keeping everyone in a state of anxiety. Anxious people cannot think properly.

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Senior citizen tales

Last Friday I was washing windows. In our dining room we have four windows that are too high to reach, and require an extension ladder. I have one of those, and old one, but functional. The problem with it is sharp corners, as I learned that day.

I remember fixing a toilet in the last few years and in a tight space where it is so hard to reach the seat bolts. I have a power wrench that comes in handy, and so used it to reach the back bolts that were otherwise hard to get at, and I let one go too long and the entire toilet fell apart before my eyes. Ceramic will do that. Months later I related this story to my cousin’s husband, and he said “You never want to use a power tool on a toilet.” That was such obvious advice that I wanted to slap him, but instead I said “Now you tell me.” (I like the guy. He’s a musician, a piano/horn player, and a really good one. Deep inside I want to be a musician. They tried to recruit me for my singing voice in high school. I regret turning them down. It never occurred to me to say yes.)

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Barbara Walters

Courson with Jim Morrison

Barbara Walters was  a pioneer in American broadcast journalism. This post will revisit earlier posts about her, but will be shorter and more on-topic. I did an interview over at Fakeologist recently during which we reviewed my work on her. I decided that work I had done before on this subject was unconvincing due to my use of gif’s instead of face splits for evidence. I am the one who slaved over the computer with the gif’s, and so could see how easily the faces overlaid one another. I could easily see that Jim Morrison’s alleged girlfriend, Pam Courson, pictured above, stepped into the shoes of the original Barbara Walters, and yet the work to outside viewers was not convincing. I realized I needed to go back to face splits and stick with them.

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An appeal to scientific sensibility

I recall being deeply discouraged when I heard the outcome of Held v Montana, the children’s lawsuit where a judge ruled that kids were indeed protected under the Montana Constitution from greenhouse gases. “Where is science in all of this?” I wondered, along with wanting to know who put the kids up to it. Montana has a constitutional provision that its citizens are entitled to a “clean and healthful environment.” That’s a bit like saying that we are also entitled to a healthy diet, quality health care, intelligent public officials and really good school teachers. The problem with all of that is definitions. People of sound mind will disagree on all of it, and the conflicts that arise can only be called “irresolvable.”

Nonetheless, the constitutional language is there, and District Court Judge Kathy Seeley rule in favor of the kids, or I should say, the people that put them up to it. Later, the Montana Supreme Court went along, so now we are dealing with precedent.

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Iksrakot

I decided that I have to let the last post go, as doing more work on it is pointless. As it is, when I do face splits, it is very rare to get any alignment at all, but when the eyes, nose, mouth and head shape all line up, it is a bingo in my book. What about plastic surgery? They can’t do much, but they can do some. With Bill Hicks, for instance, it was apparent that they inserted a piece of plastic or something in the nose to straighten it out. But the nose was still in the exact same location on his face. They cannot change that. They cannot change the shape of the skull or location of the eyes, most critical in making comparisons. They cannot raise or lower ears – they can only tuck them.

What about when a person ages? It does not change alignment of features. They are hardwired in our skulls. Fat accumulates in eye sockets, ears elongate, chins double and then triple, but it is the same face underneath.

With Sam Cooke I found what clearly was a set of twins, and set it up as follows, one photo of Twin #1 superimposed on five of the other:

None of them align! In fact, the all misalign in the very same manner. What does that mean? It’s easy: Two of them.

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