Now What?

C  THE  R

in my other blog I posted about the Rio statue that backgrounded bits of the animated movie ‘Rio’ (love that Jewel~!).

I used a couple of images from the prime source, plus a few googlers—but just now revisiting the prime I saw something interesting.

(Sadly in previous issues of the Mac OS I could have given you a lovely shot but the ‘Mavericks’ variant was a giant destructive leap away from Apple’s usual wonders into a dark Yeuch world.)(Some geek’s idea of progress—and also the last ‘update’ I’ll bring in from Apple for a very long time.)

ANYWAY

this is what caught my eye, jaggy bits notwithstanding. Look at it and tell me what you see—?

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—if you missed it, drop a plumbline from C the R’s left hand (it’s on the right) and about level with the hemline of his jacket …

I can’t believe I’m the only dude in the whole world to have noticed?

Anyway:  click the snap to go to the source if you want to check it for yourself.

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KISMET

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CREDIBILITY RULES

ALONG WITH A HEALTHY

scepticism. I’m as gullible by inclination as anyone—I too love a good ghost story. But sometimes rational analysis kicks in and presses the “BS alert” button. Hard. Perhaps it’s the subconscious working 24/7 on my behalf (and I thought them CIA types were paranoid?!).

TAKE THEE A PEEK

at this image below. The accompanying story says it was found in some deceased French aristocrat’s collection of plates from WW1, etc etc. (Probably in the cupboard under the stairs—you get the picture.)

This one is the first in line, I haven’t even glanced at any of the others yet ‘cos I just wanted to bleat my gut reaction to it:

Authentic Or Bust

—you’d have to actually go there and see it bigger. My discomfort stems mainly from that OOPART (Out Of Place Artefact) namely one in number bust of someone or other (and who cares whom)?  I too have Photoshop (okay, only Elements, but why split hairs) and am still learning how to drive it … but that bust looks … Photoshopped.

I THINK

it may be something to do with the quality of the lighting, or even the angle of presentation—to me it seems that human nature dictates that one’s lovely bust should be greeting any visitors to one’s dug-out square on; but anyone bimbling down that ramp with a song in his heart and trill on his lips would see it at an angle. No? Or is it like one of those pictures with the subject looking square out such that no matter where you go in the room it’s looking right at you? And the ‘soil’ at its point of contact with the ground. Brrrr.

Either way it’s for you to ponder, or not—I’m off to look at the rest of ’em. And yes, the picture is an active link to source. Enjoy …

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KISMET 

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Better The Devil

YOU KNOW

and love, rather than some fly-by-night trying to gobble  your soul—or failing that, trying to lighten your wallet. Exorcism as a career option has to be better than prostitution: ya got it, ya sells it, ya still got it … in both cases. But exorcism is less messy. Either way someone gets screwed.

TRY THIS ON FOR SIZE

it arrived fresh tonight from Der Spiegel—

The exorcist (cripples healed on the side)

He’s good~! Has he packed the joint, or what?

A WEE UGANDAN ‘FATHER’

on a mission to Europe, top-gun devil remover—just another day at the office—

With some 500 priests on hand to hear confessions, the day included a holy mass, three speeches by Bashobora and prayers for healing. Bashobora, who has reportedly visited Poland several times in recent years, works for the Mbarara Diocese in Uganda, and also reportedly appealed to his followers at the ceremony for financial support to combat malnutrition and support educational programs in Africa”

—read more: LINK (Der Spiegel)

DID THEY

advertise this event? To score 58,000 souls they must have. Can you imagine the commercials beforehand, and the blurb in all the news media—

  • Demons outed!
  • Pearls tossed before swine!
  • 500 priests, no waiting!
  • Cripples made to walk!
  • Get your soul saved here!
  • Secondhand crutches going cheap!

BUT THE SHOW

was obviously a crying success, judging by the faithes of the faceful—

miraculous enthusiasm (no devils allowed)

miraculous enthusiasm (no devils allowed)

—which actually reminds me of the time (I blogged about it) some years ago when I attended an open air “Jesus 78” rally … right on dusk; just as all the thousands were doing this (see orgasmic smiles above) a jet-liner took off from Mangere airport and climbed out over the top of us. I cracked up (got a very indignant poke for it) ‘cos it looked like nothing so much as many hundreds of savages worshipping Big-Metal-Bird-In-Sky.

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Who knows … someone will have made a buck (and perhaps that Bird scared away all the blasted devils).

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KISMET

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AWAY WITH THE FAIRIES

or

HE COULD BE

light-years ahead of the mob. It’s hard to tell. I use to dismiss rubbish like this out of hand—

“Consciousness, once thought to be only the product of brain chemistry, is now viewed as the eternal driving force for all that exists, and through physical form, manifests itself in order to experience”

—read more:  LINK  

—but these days I can’t be so dogmatic, regardless of how offensive my once-was-rationality finds it. I find myself mentally shrieking at the screen: “Oh, yeah? Says who, Bub? Other than you, that is!” and dread the (more…)

CRANKS WELCOME HERE

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WHY?

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BECAUSE ‘crank’ often means ‘open-minded’.

OPEN, I SAID

‘Flat-earthers’ need not apply, but I adore Conspiracy Theorism.

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“Nothing,” The Sage says darkly, “is impossible. It’s

just that some things are more improbable than others.” 

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