There is some next-level weirdness going on right now and it's going to take a little explanation to see it, so please bear with me as I put all the pieces together.
Osiris, Isis and Horus were ancient Egyptian deities. Osiris and Isis were brother and sister, as well as husband and wife. Together, they produced Horus, their son. Even the shallowest of efforts will demonstrate the similarities between this Holy Family and the one commonly revered in Christianity. In fact, their story has numerous parallels with central elements of the Christian faith, particularly death/resurrection.
To make an incredibly long and complex story as concise as possible, Osiris got into a huge fight with his brother Set, and Osiris was hacked into 14 pieces. Isis collected the pieces and sealed them inside a tree trunk, except for the penis. Isis was a virgin, you see, and hadn't yet borne a child with Osiris.
Isis tossed the tree trunk into the Nile river and impregnated herself with the severed penis. After three days, Osiris was reborn as the constellation we call Orion, while Isis gave birth to Horus. Horus went on to take revenge on Set for killing his father.
The reader may, at this point, appreciate the similarities to Disney's The Lion King, as well.
At this point, Horus becomes Mars, red with anger and wrath. During the battle, Horus receives an horrific wound to the face and loses his eye, though he ultimately vanquishes Set.
Millennia later, Mariner 9 (1970s) revealed to the world (for the first time?) that Mars did indeed have a immense scar across its face (Valles Marinaris).
Jumping around, we come to another ancient Egyptian deity called Bennu.
Bennu is symbolized by the Nile stork, a large ungainly looking bird. The Bennu was said to have created itself before the world, and was intimately involved in the First Creation. The Bennu is often cited as the prototype for the Western phoenix bird which, at the end of its life is consumed in flames and then resurrects itself from the ashes.
We should also make a side note of NASA's Phoenix lander, a billion-dollar shovel that landed on Mars in 2008.
Those are the pertinent mythological points. Now for the next-level weirdness.
On 26 November 2018, NASA's InSight, a billion-dollar drill, landed on Mars at Elysium Planitia, or Elysian Fields. Interestingly, the Elysian Fields were the ancient Greek vision of Heaven, where good and heroic souls were rewarded with fair skies and boundless harvests.
On 1 December 2018, George H. W. Bush (41st president) dies at the age of 94. Bush was the son of a Nazi collaborator, Prescott Bush, and initiated the First Iraq War on his former business partner, Saddam Hussein, though he never finished the war. His son, Geoge W. Bush (43rd president) finished the job with the Second Iraq War, in which Hussein was finally put to death, thus vanquishing his father's enemy - though the war drags on for decades even as we speak.
A sealed box (tree trunk) ostensibly containing the remains of G. H. W. Bush was placed in the center of the US capitol for three days (!) before a taxpayer-funded orgy of political wailing and gnashing of teeth took place on 5 December 2018.
GHW Bush is only one of 31 individuals to be so honored in the history of the US, despite having a seemingly undistinguished career as an carpetbagging oil man who ran the world's most infamous spy agency for two years, then became a nearly invisible Vice President, then a caretaker President whose biggest achievement was starting a war. An awful lot of hoopla for someone who did so little - apparently - for the world.
Three days later, on 3 December 2018, NASA's OSIRIS-REx craft (literally "King Osiris") arrived at asteroid 101955 Bennu - I shit you not. The asteroid is almost perfectly cube-shaped and it stretches credulity that this object is natural. The craft is currently preparing to perform several touch-and-go maneuvers to sample the object's surface and return the material to Earth.
Curiously, the OSIRIS-REx will wait until 4 July 2020, to begin sampling the surface of Bennu. Note the date and year.
G. H. W. Bush has been long suspected of being a CIA asset, and possibly even involved in the JFK Assassination, which was itself a highly ritualistic murder of a god-king. Bush also served as head of the CIA before becoming Vice President under Ronald Reagan in 1980.
Speaking of Ronald Reagan, the 40th president was shot on 30 March 1981, by John W. Hinkley, Jr., in an attempted assassination attempt. Hinkley Sr. was president of the Vanderbilt Energy Corporation and the Hinkleys were an oil family who were close associates of the Bush family, and top contributors to GHW Bush's campaign in 1980. Hinkley's brother Scott was set to have dinner with Neil Bush in Colorado the night of the shooting. Neil was a central figure in the Silverado Savings & Loan scandal.
O what tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.
The CIA was formed out of the original spy organization called OSS. It incorporated significant elements of the Nazi spy network after World War 2 - a symbolic rising from the ashes, one might say - specifically the Gladio network formed under the infamous Gen. Reinhard Gehlen.
The Nazis were well-known for their dabblings in the occult and mystic symbolism. Notably, captured Nazis were folded into the CIA and...wait for it...NASA, under Project Paperclip and similar operations.
Bush served one term as president from 1988-1992, when (guess who) the Clintons took over. He was largely seen as a caretaker president continuing the Reagan Revolution policies, and the most significant moment of his presidency was the First Iraq War, in which he went after his former oil partner Saddam Hussein, who was threatening the Petro Dollar system by accepting currencies other than the dollar for Iraqi oil.
Bush's son, G. W. (aka Shrub) was elected in 2000, in a highly contentious campaign with (guess who) Al Gore (aka Mr. Global Warming). During Bush the Second's reign, there was a major terror attack on 11 September 2001 (note the date), which precipitated the Second Iraq War in which Bush II vanquished his father's enemy.
Interestingly, 101955 Bennu was discovered on 11 September 1999 (note the date).
Now, if one were conspiracy minded, which I certainly am not, one could squint at all this in just the right lighting and see the following:
GHW Bush is the symbolic incarnation of Osiris, who was brought down by his enemy Saddam Hussein. His son, GW Bush (Shrub) took up the mantle and finally overcame his father's mortal enemy. Bush I approved funding for the International Space Station (ISiS), which began construction during the presidency of Bush II.
GHW Bush died just THREE days before OSIRIS-REx, NASA's asteroid mission, arrived at 101955 Bennu, thus symbolizing an offering to the god of Resurrection. The probe will touch the 'god' on 4 July 2020, likely in close proximity to the Republican National Convention, thus ritualistically awakening the 'god' to resurrect the Bush Dynasty just in time for the 2020 presidential election.
GHW Bush is also being kept in the capitol rotunda, under the painting of George Washington achieving godhood, for THREE days. A rare honor.
And did we mention the odd, unnatural shape of 101955 Bennu, which is almost a perfect cube?
At the same time, just days before GHW 'died', NASA's InSight mission landed in Elysian Fields on Mars - in other words, in Heaven on the symbolic manifestation of Horus.
Oh, and all of this happened at the precise moment when certain key individuals were supposed to testify regarding the Clinton Foundation and Uranium 1 scandals, and the treasonous use of national security apparati to spy on candidate Donald Trump during the 2016 election.
And two key federal agencies at the center of all this - CIA and NASA - were both formed from the ashes of the Third Reich, which was really into all this occult symbolism stuff.
Have no fear, though, all of this is just an incredible series of coincidences that have absolutely nothing to do with reality, because we are an advanced civilization now, that doesn't believe in such ritualistic nonsense.
Right?
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Post Scriptum:
On 11 December 2018, just days after OSIRIS-REx entered orbit around 101955 Bennu, it was announced that the "fingerprint" of hydrated clays were found across the surface of the asteroid. This suggests the presence of water, though the headlines make it sound as if there are literal puddles lying around.
This is significant for a number of reasons - not just the symbolic ones noted above.
First, we have been told for decades that ices present on the surface of comets is what causes the coma and tail(s) as they heat up in the sunlight and out-gas. Bennu is located well within the range where comets should begin outgassing, yet Bennu is obviously NOT doing this. Furthermore, almost zero water has been found on the surface of comets visited by spacecraft, yet this "asteroid" is literally awash, if we are to believe the howlings of the "science" media.
Second, the shape of Bennu combined with the presence of water makes for an interesting combination. Bennu is almost a perfect cube, which is virtually impossible in a natural object, unless it is a massive sugar crystal. The implication is that Bennu is artificial and if its internal atmosphere had leaked out over centuries/millennia, then it would account for the presence of moisture on the surface, as water vapor condensed after escaping the interior.
Third, we are told that Bennu is interesting for its very high carbon signature. This brings up the Cosmic War speculation so eloquently outlined by Joseph P. Farrell and others. If the asteroids are indeed remnants of an exploded planet (Planet V or Tiamat according to different theories), then being covered in carbon would be a signature of this explosion.
It gets much stranger, and this will likely become a mini-series of articles in the future, so stay tuned!
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5.12.18
22.2.16
Catching Up With Readers
When Daniel Webster first produced his English Language Dictionary, a female member of one of America's early busy-body groups thanked him for not including bad words in his book, In reply, he thanked her for looking.
And so it goes. A lot of the reader responses I get around here are from folks convinced that I am either an idiot, a crank, or both, to which I reply, "Thanks for clicking!"
One reader sent a rather passionate note asking how I could support Marco Rubio in my "Random Thoughts On Politics." I went back and reread the post and could not find a supporting comment anywhere. I did, however, find a bit where I stated I thought he would win the nomination as a "dark horse" compromise candidate despite any success of the Trump campaign. Hardly offering my support.
My statement was based simply on my project to track major world events as possible outcomes foreseen in Eastern and Western astrology, and outlined in my post called, "Get Your Yang Red Fire Monkey On!" Perhaps the connection is not immediately obvious, leading the reader to misinterpret my hypothesis.
The connections are rather subtle, so follow along if you dare.
The name 'Marco' derives from the Latin name 'Marcus,' which itself derives from 'Mars,' the Roman god of war and the name of our fourth planet, which happens to be reddish. The name 'Rubio' is quite simply the Latin word for "red." This makes the name translate as "red Mars" (in Romance languages the adjective follows the noun). Thus, "red," "war" (chaos/fire), and politicians being often characterized as "trained monkeys."
See the connections? But wait...it gets better.
Mars opposition this year (month of May) will bring the Earth and Mars extremely close and Mars will be very prominent in the night sky for a month or so. In Western astrology, this would imply a strong influence by Mars in Earthly events, bringing war and chaos in its wake. It would, to follow this line of thought, imply also that someone named Marco Rubio (red Mars) could be heavily influenced by this alignment (for the better one assumes).
Thus, Marco Rubio seems fated by both Eastern and Western astrology to have a rather stunning rise in the next couple of months, since red, fire, war, chaos, and Mars all figure quite heavily in the stars. I do not claim to believe any of this, nor do I endorse Rubio or predict his success. I am simply watching events unfold with an eye to testing astrology.
By the way, Mars will be at very close oppositions with Earth until 2027, so we likely haven't seen the last of Rubio in any event, if there is any veracity in astrology, East or West.
The next set of comments came from several readers who couldn't wait to lambast me for attacking St. Albert in "Einstein Is STILL An Idiot." Everything from mild chiding to outright hostility lit up the mailbox, which I love. It means something I said stirred folks up, which is really the whole point of this exercise. I like it when folks' weltanschauungs are challenged. It may not change the entrenched and calcified minds, but it may just open others to new ideas and critical thinking.
At any rate, most of the mail and comments about the article were to remind me of what an idiot I am, and I don't deny it. However, I can still see when someone mixes Wheaties with my Cheerios and tries to pass it off as Sugar Pops.
The point was this: there are four Big Bang Theories and three Black Hole Theories. They are all mutually exclusive in that a Big Bang Universe cannot contain Black Holes, and vice versa. Sorry if that pops your bubble, but it's true.
Therefore, to say that gravity waves caused by the merging of two Black Holes proves Einstein's Theory of General Relativity is probably the most idiotic, contradictory and numbnut/buckethead claim ever made. In Black Hole theories, there can be no other mass in the Universe, much less two Black Holes, and thus, there can be no objective point from which to observe gravity waves, nor even additional space into which they can propagate.
One comment said that the photo of Einstein and the formula showed clearly the question mark at the end of the equation. See? Even Einstein was smart enough to know that a Black Hole negated the Big Bang, gravity waves, gravity lensing, and just about everything else you can think of, especially all the stuff his theory predicted.
I find it to be a cheap and dirty trick on the part of the "scientists" (whoever they are) to presume upon the ignorance of the average lay person by claiming that an obvious contradiction proves a hypothetical mathematical construct. It is the height of contempt on the part of these "scientists" for the lay person to pull this sort of crap while claiming they need more of our tax money to continue finding more proof of a contradiction.
And we haven't even gotten to the part about space-time being a nonsensical thing and most certainly not a medium by which to propagate waves. Posh and piffle, you say? Fine, please point in the direction of "time." I'll wait. And while you are at it, please tell me why clocks "measure" time, yet I can have two of them together with different times displayed and both can be wrong? After all, I can use two tape measures to discern the exact dimensions of the 2-by-4 about to hit you upside the head, and both will agree.
OK, so enough fun for now. Thanks for reading and writing, regardless of why or what. We enjoy stirring up a little shit once in a while. Keeps life interesting.
And so it goes. A lot of the reader responses I get around here are from folks convinced that I am either an idiot, a crank, or both, to which I reply, "Thanks for clicking!"
One reader sent a rather passionate note asking how I could support Marco Rubio in my "Random Thoughts On Politics." I went back and reread the post and could not find a supporting comment anywhere. I did, however, find a bit where I stated I thought he would win the nomination as a "dark horse" compromise candidate despite any success of the Trump campaign. Hardly offering my support.
My statement was based simply on my project to track major world events as possible outcomes foreseen in Eastern and Western astrology, and outlined in my post called, "Get Your Yang Red Fire Monkey On!" Perhaps the connection is not immediately obvious, leading the reader to misinterpret my hypothesis.
The connections are rather subtle, so follow along if you dare.
The name 'Marco' derives from the Latin name 'Marcus,' which itself derives from 'Mars,' the Roman god of war and the name of our fourth planet, which happens to be reddish. The name 'Rubio' is quite simply the Latin word for "red." This makes the name translate as "red Mars" (in Romance languages the adjective follows the noun). Thus, "red," "war" (chaos/fire), and politicians being often characterized as "trained monkeys."
See the connections? But wait...it gets better.
Mars opposition this year (month of May) will bring the Earth and Mars extremely close and Mars will be very prominent in the night sky for a month or so. In Western astrology, this would imply a strong influence by Mars in Earthly events, bringing war and chaos in its wake. It would, to follow this line of thought, imply also that someone named Marco Rubio (red Mars) could be heavily influenced by this alignment (for the better one assumes).
Thus, Marco Rubio seems fated by both Eastern and Western astrology to have a rather stunning rise in the next couple of months, since red, fire, war, chaos, and Mars all figure quite heavily in the stars. I do not claim to believe any of this, nor do I endorse Rubio or predict his success. I am simply watching events unfold with an eye to testing astrology.
By the way, Mars will be at very close oppositions with Earth until 2027, so we likely haven't seen the last of Rubio in any event, if there is any veracity in astrology, East or West.
The next set of comments came from several readers who couldn't wait to lambast me for attacking St. Albert in "Einstein Is STILL An Idiot." Everything from mild chiding to outright hostility lit up the mailbox, which I love. It means something I said stirred folks up, which is really the whole point of this exercise. I like it when folks' weltanschauungs are challenged. It may not change the entrenched and calcified minds, but it may just open others to new ideas and critical thinking.
At any rate, most of the mail and comments about the article were to remind me of what an idiot I am, and I don't deny it. However, I can still see when someone mixes Wheaties with my Cheerios and tries to pass it off as Sugar Pops.
The point was this: there are four Big Bang Theories and three Black Hole Theories. They are all mutually exclusive in that a Big Bang Universe cannot contain Black Holes, and vice versa. Sorry if that pops your bubble, but it's true.
Therefore, to say that gravity waves caused by the merging of two Black Holes proves Einstein's Theory of General Relativity is probably the most idiotic, contradictory and numbnut/buckethead claim ever made. In Black Hole theories, there can be no other mass in the Universe, much less two Black Holes, and thus, there can be no objective point from which to observe gravity waves, nor even additional space into which they can propagate.
One comment said that the photo of Einstein and the formula showed clearly the question mark at the end of the equation. See? Even Einstein was smart enough to know that a Black Hole negated the Big Bang, gravity waves, gravity lensing, and just about everything else you can think of, especially all the stuff his theory predicted.
I find it to be a cheap and dirty trick on the part of the "scientists" (whoever they are) to presume upon the ignorance of the average lay person by claiming that an obvious contradiction proves a hypothetical mathematical construct. It is the height of contempt on the part of these "scientists" for the lay person to pull this sort of crap while claiming they need more of our tax money to continue finding more proof of a contradiction.
And we haven't even gotten to the part about space-time being a nonsensical thing and most certainly not a medium by which to propagate waves. Posh and piffle, you say? Fine, please point in the direction of "time." I'll wait. And while you are at it, please tell me why clocks "measure" time, yet I can have two of them together with different times displayed and both can be wrong? After all, I can use two tape measures to discern the exact dimensions of the 2-by-4 about to hit you upside the head, and both will agree.
OK, so enough fun for now. Thanks for reading and writing, regardless of why or what. We enjoy stirring up a little shit once in a while. Keeps life interesting.
Labels:
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astrology,
Marco Rubio,
Mars,
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Red Monkey
10.8.12
Hype And Hyperbole
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| Lunokhod |
First of all, Curiosity is a little over 40 years too late to claim all the big titles. In 1970 and 1973, the Soviet Union landed two rovers, called Lunokhod 1 and 2, on the Moon. They were about the same size and weight, and had more or less the same toys as Curiosity (including laser and radiation detector).
By the way, Lunokhod means "moon walker", so even Michael Jackson got beat on that one.
Together, these rovers lasted a bit over a year and traveled 10 miles or so. They dug up rocks and took pictures, just like Curiosity presumably will do. If you count the fact that various groups still bounce lasers off of these rovers to measure the precise distance to the Moon, then they've been working for well over 40 years.
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| Viking |
Well, let's completely forget the Apollo Moon landings, since the Curiosity media team seem to have done so. Instead, let's limit ourselves to just robotic missions. And if we measure ambition by the science goals, then the idea of looking for real, extant life on another world would trump rocks, I think. So, if we measure ambition by the potential impact of the data gained, then searching for actual life, and not "building blocks" would be far more ambitious.
For pure ambition, by this measure, the award goes to the two Viking landers in 1976. These pretty large landers had full biology labs on-board and were tasked with actually FINDING extant life. And by all accounts, they did! In fact, the chief investigator for one of the experiments, Gil Levin, has been fighting for 36 years to get someone...anyone...to notice the fact.
Strangely, every mission to Mars since Viking has done nothing more than take vacation snapshots and sniff rocks looking for "ingredients" and "building blocks". Even if one argues that the Viking data were ambiguous or chemically induced, doesn't the possibility of finding extant life warrant another try?
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| Venera |
Pretty damned ambitious, given the state of the technology back then and the fact that no one else had ever landed a craft on another planet.
So, where does that leave all the hype and hyperbole surrounding the Curiosity rover? It's certainly not the most ambitious mission. It doesn't address any questions that haven't already been amply investigated by multiple orbiters and landers. It's not the first, but maybe the biggest, but only by a few kilograms. In fact, about the only big deals with this mission are the landing itself and the HD cameras.
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| "the scene of the crime" |
As for the nifty HD cameras, well they're controlled by a guy named Mike Malin of Malin Space Science Systems. This guy has well over a decade's worth of history NOT showing the full-resolution pix to the folks who paid for them. On the few occasions he's been badgered into letting loose of a few, he's gone out of his way to screw them up and fuzz out anything of interest. In other words, you won't catch me holding my breath waiting for the dazzlling hi-rez photos from this rover.
Where does all this leave us, once you strip away all the hype and hyperbole?
The rover management team keeps talking about looking for water. Well, for God's sake boys, let me help you. There are two polar caps chock full of water. The Vikings sent back photos of snow. There are thousands of pictures of water clouds. The Phoenix lander dug up ice. There are water seeps all over the place. And if you believe your eyes, there's even great pictures of lakes and ponds.
They tell us they are searching for the "building blocks" of life. Well, let me help you again. The Vikings found microbes in the soil. Some of those lakes and ponds have what look like algae that grow and die with the seasons. There are entire forests of giant tree-like things near the south pole. And gosh, what about all those pyramids, domes, buildings, and giant sculptures?
In the end, we are still where we were in 1976, only several billion dollars poorer. Sure, we've got lots of pretty pictures, but we don't get the really good quality ones. Those are for the personal collection of Mike Malin. Sure, we've got scads of data from sniffing rocks, but that only excites the geekiest geology buffs. Basically, what we've got is another multi-billion dollar ad campaign for rocks and vacation slide shows.
After 36 years and billions of bux, don't we deserve a little more than seven minutes of terror?
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Several readers have asked for links to further information on some of the claims in this article. Silly me, I thought everyone knew about this stuff, but apparently not...
Lakes and ponds - http://www.hangthebankers.com/proof-of-life-on-mars-with-rivers-lakes-waterfalls-and-forests/
Note: Special thanks to lewrockwell.com for cross-posting this article! I've received a lot of very positive responses.
Labels:
Curiosity rover,
Exo-Issues,
hype and hyperbole,
Mars,
search for life
8.8.12
A Study In Red
Despite all the hoop-lah and back-slapping surrounding the Curiosity rover, I am once again disappointed. The cause of my disappointment is the first color photo returned from the rover. NASA has proved yet again that, despite billions of dollars in technology and amazing landing sequences, they can't take a simple, natural color photo.
NASA seems hell-bent on giving us ruddy colored photos that look as if two of the three-color channels are not functioning.
After all, if you take NASA's blood-red photos into PhotoShop and do a simple auto-correction on the color, you end up with brilliant blue-gray skies and ocre colored landscapes that look as if they could be vacation shots of Arizona or Utah.
Not that they don't tease once in a while. After the previous two rovers landed, NASA held a press conference showing a natural color photo in the background. Less than 24 hours later, all the photos had returned to the ruddy red rubbish that we are constantly fed.
Are they worried that we will mistake the photos for some earthly vista? Or are they trying to make Mars look so inhospitable as to discourage human exploration?
Curiosity has 17 cameras, including two HD cams with different focal lengths mounted on the mast. It has eight filters on a wheel to allow photos in different wavelengths that reveal different aspects of the geology. Once of the filters is clear and is supposed to take photos the mimic what the human eye would see from the height of a human's head. What's the bet that even those photos will be horribly red-shifted.
The photo of the heat shield falling away as the rover was entering Mars' atmosphere appears to show fairly normal colors, judging by the colors or the heat shield, which don't show everything ruddy red. The MRO photo of the rover and parachute also show fairly normal colors, judging by Earth-side photos of the parachute. In fact, most photos from Mars appear fairly normal EXCEPT when the sky is visible.
Every time the sky enters the frame, suddenly the colors go to hell and everything becomes the ubiquitous ruddy red.
I'm finding it very difficult to get excited when I know I'm being fed a load of crap using my tax money to do it. I have been a gung-ho fan of space exploration since I was old enough to know what I was seeing. There are a lot of other folks who are, as well. Furthermore, these projects are supposed to be motivators to draw fresh young minds into the business of exploration.
Why would they want to joint a program that so blatantly lies and obfuscates truths as simple as a cheap color photo that most cell phones to run laps around?
I am reserving my enthusiasm for this latest mission until I see evidence that NASA will start giving us even something as simple as a good color photo. If they continue this ruddy red ruse, then I will continue to believe that they are deliberately hiding much bigger things.
If they can fly this package across 350 million miles, slam it into an alien atmosphere, sail it to within a couple of hundred meters of the target, then why can't they deliver a decent color photo? The only possible answer is a deliberate effort to hide any and all real information from the very people who pay for it.
In the meantime, I will be sitting on my hands. I was duly awed by the success of the landing, but that is only one small step in a mission scheduled to last two years, and capable of going over 100 years. A child born today could conceivably have this machine functioning until the day the same child dies at 80 years old.
Let's hope that in all that time, NASA will finally have enough respect for the people who pay for their toys to offer us a little real information. And let's start with a damn decent color photo or two.
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UPDATE: Because of our chiding (probably not, but we'll take credit), NASA has suddenly - and for the first time in 40 years - decided to start releasing natural color photos of Mars. They're saying the photos have been artificially colored through a process called "white balancing".
Well, duh, boys. Every video camera ever invented since the dawn of the color era must be white balanced. It's a standard process that has been a consistent function of video camera use for 45 years. After all this time, NASA has just discovered it, only they are saying that it is an artificial color process.
Ya know, for a bunch of PhDs with some supposed mental fire-power, these guys are freakin' idiots.
NASA seems hell-bent on giving us ruddy colored photos that look as if two of the three-color channels are not functioning.
After all, if you take NASA's blood-red photos into PhotoShop and do a simple auto-correction on the color, you end up with brilliant blue-gray skies and ocre colored landscapes that look as if they could be vacation shots of Arizona or Utah.
Not that they don't tease once in a while. After the previous two rovers landed, NASA held a press conference showing a natural color photo in the background. Less than 24 hours later, all the photos had returned to the ruddy red rubbish that we are constantly fed.
Are they worried that we will mistake the photos for some earthly vista? Or are they trying to make Mars look so inhospitable as to discourage human exploration?
Curiosity has 17 cameras, including two HD cams with different focal lengths mounted on the mast. It has eight filters on a wheel to allow photos in different wavelengths that reveal different aspects of the geology. Once of the filters is clear and is supposed to take photos the mimic what the human eye would see from the height of a human's head. What's the bet that even those photos will be horribly red-shifted.
The photo of the heat shield falling away as the rover was entering Mars' atmosphere appears to show fairly normal colors, judging by the colors or the heat shield, which don't show everything ruddy red. The MRO photo of the rover and parachute also show fairly normal colors, judging by Earth-side photos of the parachute. In fact, most photos from Mars appear fairly normal EXCEPT when the sky is visible.
Every time the sky enters the frame, suddenly the colors go to hell and everything becomes the ubiquitous ruddy red.
I'm finding it very difficult to get excited when I know I'm being fed a load of crap using my tax money to do it. I have been a gung-ho fan of space exploration since I was old enough to know what I was seeing. There are a lot of other folks who are, as well. Furthermore, these projects are supposed to be motivators to draw fresh young minds into the business of exploration.
Why would they want to joint a program that so blatantly lies and obfuscates truths as simple as a cheap color photo that most cell phones to run laps around?
I am reserving my enthusiasm for this latest mission until I see evidence that NASA will start giving us even something as simple as a good color photo. If they continue this ruddy red ruse, then I will continue to believe that they are deliberately hiding much bigger things.
If they can fly this package across 350 million miles, slam it into an alien atmosphere, sail it to within a couple of hundred meters of the target, then why can't they deliver a decent color photo? The only possible answer is a deliberate effort to hide any and all real information from the very people who pay for it.
In the meantime, I will be sitting on my hands. I was duly awed by the success of the landing, but that is only one small step in a mission scheduled to last two years, and capable of going over 100 years. A child born today could conceivably have this machine functioning until the day the same child dies at 80 years old.
Let's hope that in all that time, NASA will finally have enough respect for the people who pay for their toys to offer us a little real information. And let's start with a damn decent color photo or two.
======================
UPDATE: Because of our chiding (probably not, but we'll take credit), NASA has suddenly - and for the first time in 40 years - decided to start releasing natural color photos of Mars. They're saying the photos have been artificially colored through a process called "white balancing".
Well, duh, boys. Every video camera ever invented since the dawn of the color era must be white balanced. It's a standard process that has been a consistent function of video camera use for 45 years. After all this time, NASA has just discovered it, only they are saying that it is an artificial color process.
Ya know, for a bunch of PhDs with some supposed mental fire-power, these guys are freakin' idiots.
Labels:
Curiosity rover,
Mars,
MSL,
the color of Mars
9.8.11
Dog Days Of August
MUSIC UP AND OVER
THE SCENE: We establish with aerials of a remote Swiss chalet. It is obviously the possession of someone(s) with extreme and old wealth. The camera flies across a vast ravine and enters through a set of French doors into...
INTERIOR SWISS CHALET: A richly appointed Euro-style sitting room, all walnut and leather with animal heads mounted tastefully around the walls.
There are a number of MEN sitting in a rough circle. They are obviously well-to-do gentlemen, with a smattering of military types.
The CAMERA peds up from shoulder height to move across their heads until a set of wooden double doors are filling the frame. Just as the camera settles on the shot, the doors burst open and STANLEY MOTSS is standing dead center, one hand on his hip, the other holding a Yorkshire terrier. BED MUSIC
MOTSS: Gentlemen, you're pissing on my product.
A BEAT
GEORGE C. SCOTT: Mr. Motss. We were wondering if you'd show up.
MOTSS: (enters room, doors shut) Don't give me that crap. You knew when I had the idea sitting on my toilet this morning. Let's dispense with the bullshit, shall we?
PATRICK STEWART: How may we help you, Mr. Motss?
MOTSS: (puts dog on a large coffee table) You know damn well what I'm doing here. You killed my product. I believe we had an agreement?
SCOTT: You have to understand the 'fog of war...'
MOTSS: Do I have to waste my precious time with brass mouthpieces here? I created SEAL 6! You told me I had the picture rights, residuals and two sequels. I'm just a little miffed, if I may use such strong language? I'm already in production! I've got crews shooting in Morocco with Dolph Lundgren right now. Before I can even post, you've killed 'em all! Hell, we've got action figures in development. How can I sell dead heroes? You can't sell dead heroes! Nobody wants a dead hero!
CHRISTOPHER LEE: It was unavoidable, Mr. Motss. Pakistan was threatening to open our little cage. The damage that could cause...
MOTSS: I could've gotten an Oscar here! You've shot down my dream! Now I have to start from scratch again.
SCOTT: We'll be happy to arrange a posthumous Oscar.
MOTSS: Threats don't interest me. Now about my career.
LEE: How much, Mr. Motts?
MOTSS: This? This isn't about money. Do I look like I need money? I got an Armani and I'm holding a hairy damn dog. Trust me, I don't need money. There's a bigger picture here.
LEE: Precisely, Mr. Motss. One even bigger than your own. All of our careers are at stake. Things have gotten into the wild, and not just about your SEALs. We are...anxious about the future, and your mantle decorations do not advance The Goal.
MOTSS: Don't lecture me about Big Pictures. My bio-pic on Che Guevara set the bar for Big Picture! I created Madonna for you! I AM Big Picture!
VOICE: Mr. Motss...
(Cut to wide of massive fireplace, a la Citizen Kane. A LONE FIGURE stands to one side, framed by roaring flames. The camera trucks in to a tight shot of the back of his head. He turns to reveal...JAMES MASON.)
MASON:...it seems subtlty eludes one such as yourself. Allow me to be blunt.
(Cut to wide as he crosses to oppose MOTSS)
MASON: Your SEALs were fine work. We used the bios that you created, even releasing one of the photos you made for your characters. We appreciate the quality and depth of your efforts. But, the issue at hand is that we are losing control. We had expected the...masses...to react differently. We're afraid that our timing may have been off.
MOTSS: And that's a reason to kill my best work? I even killed bin Laden for the sixth time, and people bought it. You saw the YouTube videos of the boneheads dancing in the street. And the burial at sea? That was genius, baby, genius!
MASON: There is no denying your talent, Mr. Motss. Our relationship has been mutually beneficial, as I'm sure you will agree.
MOTSS: All the way up until you scrambled my Oscar hopes. I had the speach written and everything. I even hear Chevy Chase is hosting next year. You can't possi...
SCOTT: This fruitcake is raining on the parade. I'd love to commit his suicide.
MASON: Gentlemen, please.
LEE: You see, Mr. Motss, where one door closes, another opens. We have another, much larger project for you.
STEWART: We want an alien invasion.
MOTSS: Sci-fi? I like it. Always wanted to do a space opera. Who gets creature design? Do I get ILM?
STEWART: We've already set up most of it. You've got a comet, an asteroid and two planets to work with. You will have some license, but you must adhere closely to the outline. We need a creature that is menacing, but not unbelievable. No forehead appliques or cheerleader outfits. The...masses...must be sufficiently frightened and distracted that they cling to us like a bad smell.
MASON: Mr. Scott will brief you shortly on Project Blue Beam.
SCOTT: Do I have to work with this...this man?
MOTSS: Blue Beam? What's Blue Beam? I need some real toys here, and your giving me ray guns?
MASON: It will allow you to project 3D images directly on to the atmosphere simultaneously worldwide. Each person will hear the audio inside their heads through a signal from every cellphone tower across the globe.
MOTSS: I'm liking it. Got a kind of Goldfinger-y feel to it. So, what's the upshot? What do you want? And what about my Oscar?
LEE: We need the entire world to be frightened to death. It must appear that a deadly virus has been released by an alien force to eradicate Mankind. Only we will have the cure, so they must come to us.
MOTSS: Wicked. Sort of Star Trek meets War of the Worlds. We'll need some serious talent. This won't be a job for Tom Cruise.
STEWART: Precisely, Mr. Motss.
MOTSS: Got any flying stuff? I'm betting all those sightings are probably yours, right? But they look so 50s. Don't you have something a little more, I don't know, Maserati?
MASON: Mr. Scott, would you please illuminate our guest?
SCOTT: (grumbles) We have faster-than-light craft. Fifth generation. The largest will hold 100 men. It'll get you to Mars and back in 20 minutes.
MOTSS: I'm getting a picture here. Comet passes near Earth. Media hype stirs up pre-arrival anxiety. It's revealed to be an alien craft. I'm thinking Godzilla-running in the streets kinda shots. The inhabitants drop in to claim Earth as their own. Humans must surrender or be annihilated. We can do the alien broadcasts from Mars. Frame it right and no one will know the difference. How's the lighting there?
MASON: I believe you have the Big Picture, Mr. Motss.
MOTSS: Can I use Obama? He's not looking too busy these days. He and Woody hit the links just the other day.
LEE: All our operatives are at your disposal. We'd like you to use Putin, as well. We want him built up into a global leader.
MOTSS: Got it. Perfect. I'll do a James Bond-coming out of the water shirtless kinda thing. The women and queens will go ga-ga over it! I'll have them eating out of my hands! Love his accent.
STEWART: Be careful, Mr. Motss. We need extreme caution at this point. This is our biggest weapon. We can't afford to let this one get away...like the SEALs.
MOTSS: I'm still sensitive about my SEALs...please. I almost started believing them myself! Now that's talent,baby! I'll need a little religious fanaticism to pull this off. Who do you have?
STEWART: We've already set up Rick Perry for you. He's on-board with the program.
MOTSS: Him? He's such a pretty-boy. Don't you have someone a little rougher?
LEE: Trust us, Mr. Motss. We've been at this for a long time.
MOTSS: Ok, but at the first sign of trouble, I'm bailing on Perry. Don't trust the guy. What about budget? I need some serious juice for this one.
STEWART: You will have everything you need.
MOTSS: Right! Well, let's get on with it. I've got a million ideas and I need to get them on paper fast! Where can I work?
MASON: Mr. Scott will show you to your quarters and brief you.
SCOTT: I feel like Nixon in China. I'll try to restrain myself. This way, Mr. Motss. And don't forget your damn dog.
MOTSS: Oh, that thing? I just rented him for effect. He's yours. I hate dogs. By the way, have you done any stage work? You have a great voice for...I don't know, a general or something.
SCOTT: I am a general, you dolt.
MOTSS: I knew it! What's your sign?
(They exit)
LEE: I feel a bit uneasy about this one. Events are moving much faster than we anticipated.
STEWART: This alien invasion has been planned for decades. George Lucas and Ridley Scott have been softening the targets for years. Our polls show people are ready for this.
MASON: Gentlemen, we have only one concern. We must keep a tight grip on this. The usual leaks can't be tolerated. If anyone becomes a problem, they are to be liquidated in the usual manner as fast as possible. Understood?
(Cut to wide as all the heads are nodding thoughtfully...then cut to a figure who has sat silently in the back of the room until now)
CLAUDE RAINS: This could be the dawn of a new day...
(MUSIC SWELLS/FADE TO BLACK)
THE SCENE: We establish with aerials of a remote Swiss chalet. It is obviously the possession of someone(s) with extreme and old wealth. The camera flies across a vast ravine and enters through a set of French doors into...
INTERIOR SWISS CHALET: A richly appointed Euro-style sitting room, all walnut and leather with animal heads mounted tastefully around the walls.
There are a number of MEN sitting in a rough circle. They are obviously well-to-do gentlemen, with a smattering of military types.
The CAMERA peds up from shoulder height to move across their heads until a set of wooden double doors are filling the frame. Just as the camera settles on the shot, the doors burst open and STANLEY MOTSS is standing dead center, one hand on his hip, the other holding a Yorkshire terrier. BED MUSIC
MOTSS: Gentlemen, you're pissing on my product.
A BEAT
GEORGE C. SCOTT: Mr. Motss. We were wondering if you'd show up.
MOTSS: (enters room, doors shut) Don't give me that crap. You knew when I had the idea sitting on my toilet this morning. Let's dispense with the bullshit, shall we?
PATRICK STEWART: How may we help you, Mr. Motss?
MOTSS: (puts dog on a large coffee table) You know damn well what I'm doing here. You killed my product. I believe we had an agreement?
SCOTT: You have to understand the 'fog of war...'
MOTSS: Do I have to waste my precious time with brass mouthpieces here? I created SEAL 6! You told me I had the picture rights, residuals and two sequels. I'm just a little miffed, if I may use such strong language? I'm already in production! I've got crews shooting in Morocco with Dolph Lundgren right now. Before I can even post, you've killed 'em all! Hell, we've got action figures in development. How can I sell dead heroes? You can't sell dead heroes! Nobody wants a dead hero!
CHRISTOPHER LEE: It was unavoidable, Mr. Motss. Pakistan was threatening to open our little cage. The damage that could cause...
MOTSS: I could've gotten an Oscar here! You've shot down my dream! Now I have to start from scratch again.
SCOTT: We'll be happy to arrange a posthumous Oscar.
MOTSS: Threats don't interest me. Now about my career.
LEE: How much, Mr. Motts?
MOTSS: This? This isn't about money. Do I look like I need money? I got an Armani and I'm holding a hairy damn dog. Trust me, I don't need money. There's a bigger picture here.
LEE: Precisely, Mr. Motss. One even bigger than your own. All of our careers are at stake. Things have gotten into the wild, and not just about your SEALs. We are...anxious about the future, and your mantle decorations do not advance The Goal.
MOTSS: Don't lecture me about Big Pictures. My bio-pic on Che Guevara set the bar for Big Picture! I created Madonna for you! I AM Big Picture!
VOICE: Mr. Motss...
(Cut to wide of massive fireplace, a la Citizen Kane. A LONE FIGURE stands to one side, framed by roaring flames. The camera trucks in to a tight shot of the back of his head. He turns to reveal...JAMES MASON.)
MASON:...it seems subtlty eludes one such as yourself. Allow me to be blunt.
(Cut to wide as he crosses to oppose MOTSS)
MASON: Your SEALs were fine work. We used the bios that you created, even releasing one of the photos you made for your characters. We appreciate the quality and depth of your efforts. But, the issue at hand is that we are losing control. We had expected the...masses...to react differently. We're afraid that our timing may have been off.
MOTSS: And that's a reason to kill my best work? I even killed bin Laden for the sixth time, and people bought it. You saw the YouTube videos of the boneheads dancing in the street. And the burial at sea? That was genius, baby, genius!
MASON: There is no denying your talent, Mr. Motss. Our relationship has been mutually beneficial, as I'm sure you will agree.
MOTSS: All the way up until you scrambled my Oscar hopes. I had the speach written and everything. I even hear Chevy Chase is hosting next year. You can't possi...
SCOTT: This fruitcake is raining on the parade. I'd love to commit his suicide.
MASON: Gentlemen, please.
LEE: You see, Mr. Motss, where one door closes, another opens. We have another, much larger project for you.
STEWART: We want an alien invasion.
MOTSS: Sci-fi? I like it. Always wanted to do a space opera. Who gets creature design? Do I get ILM?
STEWART: We've already set up most of it. You've got a comet, an asteroid and two planets to work with. You will have some license, but you must adhere closely to the outline. We need a creature that is menacing, but not unbelievable. No forehead appliques or cheerleader outfits. The...masses...must be sufficiently frightened and distracted that they cling to us like a bad smell.
MASON: Mr. Scott will brief you shortly on Project Blue Beam.
SCOTT: Do I have to work with this...this man?
MOTSS: Blue Beam? What's Blue Beam? I need some real toys here, and your giving me ray guns?
MASON: It will allow you to project 3D images directly on to the atmosphere simultaneously worldwide. Each person will hear the audio inside their heads through a signal from every cellphone tower across the globe.
MOTSS: I'm liking it. Got a kind of Goldfinger-y feel to it. So, what's the upshot? What do you want? And what about my Oscar?
LEE: We need the entire world to be frightened to death. It must appear that a deadly virus has been released by an alien force to eradicate Mankind. Only we will have the cure, so they must come to us.
MOTSS: Wicked. Sort of Star Trek meets War of the Worlds. We'll need some serious talent. This won't be a job for Tom Cruise.
STEWART: Precisely, Mr. Motss.
MOTSS: Got any flying stuff? I'm betting all those sightings are probably yours, right? But they look so 50s. Don't you have something a little more, I don't know, Maserati?
MASON: Mr. Scott, would you please illuminate our guest?
SCOTT: (grumbles) We have faster-than-light craft. Fifth generation. The largest will hold 100 men. It'll get you to Mars and back in 20 minutes.
MOTSS: I'm getting a picture here. Comet passes near Earth. Media hype stirs up pre-arrival anxiety. It's revealed to be an alien craft. I'm thinking Godzilla-running in the streets kinda shots. The inhabitants drop in to claim Earth as their own. Humans must surrender or be annihilated. We can do the alien broadcasts from Mars. Frame it right and no one will know the difference. How's the lighting there?
MASON: I believe you have the Big Picture, Mr. Motss.
MOTSS: Can I use Obama? He's not looking too busy these days. He and Woody hit the links just the other day.
LEE: All our operatives are at your disposal. We'd like you to use Putin, as well. We want him built up into a global leader.
MOTSS: Got it. Perfect. I'll do a James Bond-coming out of the water shirtless kinda thing. The women and queens will go ga-ga over it! I'll have them eating out of my hands! Love his accent.
STEWART: Be careful, Mr. Motss. We need extreme caution at this point. This is our biggest weapon. We can't afford to let this one get away...like the SEALs.
MOTSS: I'm still sensitive about my SEALs...please. I almost started believing them myself! Now that's talent,baby! I'll need a little religious fanaticism to pull this off. Who do you have?
STEWART: We've already set up Rick Perry for you. He's on-board with the program.
MOTSS: Him? He's such a pretty-boy. Don't you have someone a little rougher?
LEE: Trust us, Mr. Motss. We've been at this for a long time.
MOTSS: Ok, but at the first sign of trouble, I'm bailing on Perry. Don't trust the guy. What about budget? I need some serious juice for this one.
STEWART: You will have everything you need.
MOTSS: Right! Well, let's get on with it. I've got a million ideas and I need to get them on paper fast! Where can I work?
MASON: Mr. Scott will show you to your quarters and brief you.
SCOTT: I feel like Nixon in China. I'll try to restrain myself. This way, Mr. Motss. And don't forget your damn dog.
MOTSS: Oh, that thing? I just rented him for effect. He's yours. I hate dogs. By the way, have you done any stage work? You have a great voice for...I don't know, a general or something.
SCOTT: I am a general, you dolt.
MOTSS: I knew it! What's your sign?
(They exit)
LEE: I feel a bit uneasy about this one. Events are moving much faster than we anticipated.
STEWART: This alien invasion has been planned for decades. George Lucas and Ridley Scott have been softening the targets for years. Our polls show people are ready for this.
MASON: Gentlemen, we have only one concern. We must keep a tight grip on this. The usual leaks can't be tolerated. If anyone becomes a problem, they are to be liquidated in the usual manner as fast as possible. Understood?
(Cut to wide as all the heads are nodding thoughtfully...then cut to a figure who has sat silently in the back of the room until now)
CLAUDE RAINS: This could be the dawn of a new day...
(MUSIC SWELLS/FADE TO BLACK)
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31.1.11
Warm This, Baby!
When the doctrine of allegiance to party can utterly up-end a man's moral constitution and make a temporary fool of him besides, what excuse are you going to offer for preaching it, teaching it, extending it, perpetuating it? Shall you say, the best good of the country demands allegiance to party? Shall you also say it demands that a man kick his truth and his conscience into the gutter, and become a mouthing lunatic, besides?
-Mark Twain
A frequently overlooked bullet in the head of global warming theories is Mars. The Martian atmosphere is 95% carbon dioxide, yet no one would argue that the planet is in any danger of overheating. By comparason, Venus has around 98% carbon dioxide, while the Earth has only 0.04%.
That's right, look at those numbers again. Our two nearest neighbors have in excess of 90% CO2 in their atmospheres, while Earth has one-half of one percent. If Earth is in any danger of a run-away greenhouse effect, like that found on Venus, then we only need to add SEVERAL HUNDRED TIMES MORE CO2 to achieve it!
In fact, Earth's most dangerous greenhouse gas is...are you ready? Water vapor. So, we need to ban water immediately in order to control the imaginary overheating of the atmosphere!
The overheating is imaginary, since the mean global temperature of Earth has not risen significantly in over 15 years. In fact, in some places it has dropped. If you are currently in the Northern Hemisphere, you are probably shivvering, up to your keister in snow, praying for some global warming about now.
None of these facts even contemplates the events of ClimateGate, which the media have effectively buried. Here in Indonesia, almost no one has heard of it, which is why I take the time to educate anyone who will listen. In fact, the whole thing is a scam, perpetrated by factions who would charge us money to breathe.
The scam is so horrible and so evil that those involved should be tried as traitors to the entire planet and summarily hung, if found guilty of their crime.
The crime has affected the lives and property of people worldwide. It has been used to justify some of the most draconian and pernicious social manipulation ever conceived. It has also been used to create massive financial fraud and has destroyed the integrity and validity of scientific inquiry itself.
Because people have been trained by poor educational systems and media propaganda to accept wholesale the word of 'authorities' and to not pursue their own lines of inquiry, or even believe their own senses, the entire planet has been led down this path without hesitation. To paraphrase Hermann Goebbels, the lie repeated often enough becomes 'truth.'
I've had people argue that global warming may be a myth, but its aims are good and the anticipated results are necessary. To which I reply, NOTHING founded on falsehood can achieve a good result. Once peole awaken to the fact that they have been lied to, they typically react with an even greater swing to the opposite behavior.
If the goal is to reduce pollution and to clean up the environment, then that is sufficient in itself. It does not require the use of enormous lies and legal manipulations to achieve it, because the goal is valid in and of itself. Certainly, the efforts of people to reduce acid rain, lower emissions and prevent toxic wastes from entering the eco-system, begun in the US in the 70s, has resulted in better air quality, cleaner environments and less free toxins (fluoride in the water aside) for all.
However, the extreme to which this initial effort has been carried has resulted in an evil effort to control entire populations and manipulate people into giving away their wealth in order to achieve something that is not true. It is no more valid than snake-oil salesmen or Brooklyn bridge contracts. Under any set of law, fraud invalidates an agreement.
Global warming hysteria is tantamount to 'the boy who cried wolf.' By using the veil of 'science' to perpetrate this fraud, the validity and integrity of all scientific inquiry has been called into question. If this is false, then what else has been manufactured for the same purposes? Should we now throw out all results and begin afresh? Which parts of scientific research has not been manipulated to some occult end?
No apologies have been forthcoming for such rubbish as the British Met office posting on its website back in October that this would be one of the warmest winters on record, and that Britian has seen the 'end of snow,' at least for the memories of those now living.
No apologies for fear mongoring, such as shrinking Himalaian glaciers (false), melting ice caps (false) and austerity measures under the color of law that have caused immeasurable suffering on whole populations.
No apologies from Al Gore, who won Academy Awards and Nobel Peace prizes under false and misleading pretenses. Nor has he aplogized for his own personal enoumous 'carbon footprint' in the name of raising the false alarm. A classic example of 'do as I say,' if there every was one.
We have been had. We have been manipulated and cowed into accepting a falsehood with the promise of a utopia that can not and never will exist. The Earth is more than capable of regulating its temperatures and atmospheric contents, as it has done for eons, without Mankind raising so much as a fuss.
That we, as a species, could possibly have such a massive effect on a planetary scale while pursuing our daily lives is hubris at its most outrageous extreme. While the burning of hydrocarbons can have unpleasant local effects, such as smelly air and environmental toxins, it can not reach the scale of planetary disaster. Yes, the world has 'shrunk' in the past 100 years, but not THAT much.
It seems to me the best thing we, as a species, could do now would be to pause and take inventory. How much of what we think we know has been manipulated for some covert purpose, and how much is real knowledge? It seems that after 200 years of breathless scientific and technological advance, we owe it to ourselves and our progeny to step back for a time and review.
If such a massive fraud as 'global warming' could be perpetrated in such a relatively short time, then how much of physics, history and biology have also been manufactured out of whole cloth? This singlualr incident calls into question that whole thing, and if information is power, then who has the real information, because it belongs to all of us, not the select few.
The Greek mathmatician Eratothenes measured the distance to the Sun and Moon very accurately around 2,500 years ago. He was off precisely 10%, in fact. The reason was he used Egyptian surveys to determine the radius of the Earth, and thus the distances to Sun and Moon. The Egyptian government had manipulated their surveys with a 10% error in order to collect more taxes, thus is wasn't until Lelande nearly 2,000 years later that an accurate measurement was obtained.
In other words, science was set back two millennia by the greed and lies of governments and 'authorities.' Where would our civilization be now had the Egyptians provided true and accurate measurements of their lands? The Catholic church suppressed Galileo's work demonstrating the Earth was not the center of the Universe, but meerly another insignificant rock in space, thus setting back scientific inquiry on the grounds of religious dogma.
How much might was have achieved in the past 25 years, if we had not wasted so much time and effort on a lie? How many advancements were quashed because of misguided grant funding going to a massive fraud? How many more resources will be wasted on perpetuating this fraud, before we can resume real scientific inquiry?
The emails exposed in ClimateGate demonstrate that the actors within this fraud were well aware of what they were doing. Their comments show that they purposefully manipulated data, hid facts and outright lied, in order to obtain funding and support occult purposes.
There needs to be a Nurmberg trial on a global scale to try and punish the perpetrators of this fraud. The punishments must be severe enough to discourage future efforts to repeat this sort of evil. And the inquiries must reach to every level of the fraud, not just the useful idiots at the forefront in the media, but at the highest levels of society.
Myths, legends and religious dogma are fine for those who willfully adhere to them, but to enforce at the point of a gun those fairy tales on every living soul on the planet rises to the level of crime never before seen in history.
We are being charged for water, which covers 75% of the planet. We are being charged for food, which grows just about anywhere. We are being charged for breeding (marriage licenses and taxes). And they are trying to charge us for air through the auspices of 'global warming.' How many more natual and free functions of life will we pay for before we tire of this rubbish?
The time has come to stop believing and adhering to these vile lies. People should throw down their gauntlets and stare down the perveyors of this garbage heap of lies and falsehoods. Its time to take back our birthrights, which are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, unhindered and unfettered by the greed and averice of controlling interests.
There are a thousand untried solutions to every problem, but we have been hoodwinked into accepting only those which line the pockets of vested interests. The solutions which keep the power and rights in the hands of the individual have been buried under mountains of steaming lies.
We have only to remove the hood over our eyes. We are complicite in keeping it in place. We are willfully following the false leaders, though we have been manipulated from birth to do so. However, that is no excuse to continue. We have the right and the duty to throw off the yoke of tyranny, no matter in what form it comes. Civilizations will remain intact, even if the paradigm by which we measure it changes.
The only 'authority' we should acknowledge is that of the Universe itself, for it is the immutable Laws of Nature that created all that we know, and which will determine the time when it will cease to exist. All else is a mirage.
'Global warming' and 'climate change' are brands which are sold to us through media and manipulation. Simply by recognizing it for what it is takes its power away. Demand real information and truthful dialogue. There are far more pressing issues to deal with and we should be applying our energy and resources to those things, and not to chasing phantoms.
Think free, be free.
11.4.10
For I Have Touched the Face of God
Today seems as good as any to take a sharp deviation from my usual subjects and touch upon the nature of, as Douglas Adams said, Life, the Universe and Everything. What prompts these musings is a combination of events: first, I've been re-reading the Bible (as I am wont to do occasionally so I can argue effectively with Osteen-bots), the ESA's Mars Express fly-bys of Phobos recently, and Richard Hoagland's latest tying elements of the former and the latter together.
What has always intrigued me about the first couple of books in the Bible is the way in which the characters talk to and about God as if he is a real person. They sit and talk, eat and drink. Jacob wrestles with God...physically. Moses has extended jam sessions with God, in which he doesn't eat or drink for months and gets a glowing face out of the deal. Abraham sees God coming from a distance and quickly clean up the place to receive visitors, who later in the story pop over to destroy Sodom and Gomorrah. Something about the way the visitors look clues Abraham in that these are God and friends. Not to mention, there are glowing clouds, pillars of fire and God taking afternoon strolls in the Garden of Eden.
OK, next is the ESA's Mars Express mission. After a couple of years in orbit around Mars, the craft's orbit takes it several times past Phobos at very close range, closer than any craft before. Phobos, in case you don't know, is the larger and inner-most moon of Mars. So this special occasion sets up for some cool science. The probe will use its range sounding as a way to map the gravity well of Phobos, while the radar will pound on the moon to get an idea of how it is put together.
Turns out, multiple data from multiple experiments reveal that the moon is at least 1/3 hollow. Now, at first blush, that wouldn't be ground shaking news, but the radar tests reveal that the caverns inside are geometrically regular, with right angles and a seeming pattern to them.
Wait a minute...
A moon of another planet, with an unusual and decaying orbit, has 'rooms' inside??!!
So in comes Hoagland with another of his famous multi-part cliff-hangers, who posits that Phobos, if part natural, has been engineered to make it a spacecraft! Ok, you're thinking, let's not get carried away here...but think about it. A moon that should not be where it is (astrophysics cannot supply an adequate theory as to how Phobos came to be where it is), that is at least 1/3 hollow, and whose hollows are in a form that cannot be natural. Sure, you can write Hoagland off as a quack (you wouldn't be the first), but the European Space Agency is pretty credible and the science behind the radar mapping is well established. And the data is from multiple passes and correlates with Russian data from it's own craft that was lost in the late 80s. In other words, the data comes from multiple craft, multiple instruments and multiple passes. The error ration is getting pretty small.
So, how does my mind tie all this together? Well, when I read the Bible, and taking it as at least a semi-accurate record of someone's experience, the fact that some people experienced God as a physical being who walked, ate and hung out on the porch. Others experienced him as techno light shows and sound effects. And all seem to have experienced God as multiple personalities and beings, though using the same designation. I say designation, because in fact God used many different names and even refers to himself as 'we' in Genesis.
Sprinkle all of this with cargo cults and the Dogon, and one could be forgiven for thinking history books are sadly incorrect.
It is astounding to ponder the possibility that a moon of Mars may in fact be modified or manufactured by someone that is quite obviously not us. It is difficult at best to ascribe geometric cavities inside an extraterrestrial moon as being natural in any sense of the word. We have spent billions of dollars and decades of research scratching around on Mars looking for microbes, when circling overhead was a derelict spacecraft manufactured by an alien culture...and abandoned for some reason. This also calls into play Hoagland's pet theory about Cydonia and the "Face on Mars," as well as the myriad "ruins" that others have found on the surface of Mars. It also begs the question, did Abraham really have tea with God? And if he did, was that creature one of the builders or users of Phobos? And if so...well, you see the point The questions are not so astounding as the answers. I mean, after all, it could mean that our history and development have been guided by alien cultures for millennia!
Suddenly debatable sightings of UFOs and breathless recountings of alien autopsies just pale in comparison to an artifact...a spacecraft 15 miles long in orbit around another planet.
Where does this leave us? Well, according to Hoagland, the ESA is set to announce its findings sometime this year, including the possibility of artificiality. In the next year or so, the Russians will again try to get to Phobos, with the Phobos-Grunt mission, which is supposed to return actual samples. Mars Express will probably get another turn or two at the job, as well.
If all stays on the same track, then 2010 may well be the year that everything changes...everything!
And that's the problem with thinking about Life, the Universe and Everything. The more you look at it, the more it just makes you go...hmmmm.
What has always intrigued me about the first couple of books in the Bible is the way in which the characters talk to and about God as if he is a real person. They sit and talk, eat and drink. Jacob wrestles with God...physically. Moses has extended jam sessions with God, in which he doesn't eat or drink for months and gets a glowing face out of the deal. Abraham sees God coming from a distance and quickly clean up the place to receive visitors, who later in the story pop over to destroy Sodom and Gomorrah. Something about the way the visitors look clues Abraham in that these are God and friends. Not to mention, there are glowing clouds, pillars of fire and God taking afternoon strolls in the Garden of Eden.
OK, next is the ESA's Mars Express mission. After a couple of years in orbit around Mars, the craft's orbit takes it several times past Phobos at very close range, closer than any craft before. Phobos, in case you don't know, is the larger and inner-most moon of Mars. So this special occasion sets up for some cool science. The probe will use its range sounding as a way to map the gravity well of Phobos, while the radar will pound on the moon to get an idea of how it is put together.
Turns out, multiple data from multiple experiments reveal that the moon is at least 1/3 hollow. Now, at first blush, that wouldn't be ground shaking news, but the radar tests reveal that the caverns inside are geometrically regular, with right angles and a seeming pattern to them.
Wait a minute...
A moon of another planet, with an unusual and decaying orbit, has 'rooms' inside??!!
So in comes Hoagland with another of his famous multi-part cliff-hangers, who posits that Phobos, if part natural, has been engineered to make it a spacecraft! Ok, you're thinking, let's not get carried away here...but think about it. A moon that should not be where it is (astrophysics cannot supply an adequate theory as to how Phobos came to be where it is), that is at least 1/3 hollow, and whose hollows are in a form that cannot be natural. Sure, you can write Hoagland off as a quack (you wouldn't be the first), but the European Space Agency is pretty credible and the science behind the radar mapping is well established. And the data is from multiple passes and correlates with Russian data from it's own craft that was lost in the late 80s. In other words, the data comes from multiple craft, multiple instruments and multiple passes. The error ration is getting pretty small.
So, how does my mind tie all this together? Well, when I read the Bible, and taking it as at least a semi-accurate record of someone's experience, the fact that some people experienced God as a physical being who walked, ate and hung out on the porch. Others experienced him as techno light shows and sound effects. And all seem to have experienced God as multiple personalities and beings, though using the same designation. I say designation, because in fact God used many different names and even refers to himself as 'we' in Genesis.
Sprinkle all of this with cargo cults and the Dogon, and one could be forgiven for thinking history books are sadly incorrect.
It is astounding to ponder the possibility that a moon of Mars may in fact be modified or manufactured by someone that is quite obviously not us. It is difficult at best to ascribe geometric cavities inside an extraterrestrial moon as being natural in any sense of the word. We have spent billions of dollars and decades of research scratching around on Mars looking for microbes, when circling overhead was a derelict spacecraft manufactured by an alien culture...and abandoned for some reason. This also calls into play Hoagland's pet theory about Cydonia and the "Face on Mars," as well as the myriad "ruins" that others have found on the surface of Mars. It also begs the question, did Abraham really have tea with God? And if he did, was that creature one of the builders or users of Phobos? And if so...well, you see the point The questions are not so astounding as the answers. I mean, after all, it could mean that our history and development have been guided by alien cultures for millennia!
Suddenly debatable sightings of UFOs and breathless recountings of alien autopsies just pale in comparison to an artifact...a spacecraft 15 miles long in orbit around another planet.
Where does this leave us? Well, according to Hoagland, the ESA is set to announce its findings sometime this year, including the possibility of artificiality. In the next year or so, the Russians will again try to get to Phobos, with the Phobos-Grunt mission, which is supposed to return actual samples. Mars Express will probably get another turn or two at the job, as well.
If all stays on the same track, then 2010 may well be the year that everything changes...everything!
And that's the problem with thinking about Life, the Universe and Everything. The more you look at it, the more it just makes you go...hmmmm.
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