WTF Dept

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Others wished infertility …  “I hope your wife can’t have kids, that’ll be god’s way of punishing you”.

Well now. What disastrous catastrophic Earth-shattering sin had this couple committed, to attract such opprobrium from the nice punters?

Phillips and his wife had not planned to make a political statement with their …. …… decision.

“My wife has no … and  …


note that God had to come into it somewhere. But the possessing of a narrow mind and the requisite accompanying bully-thug instinct is a state not limited entirely to Christian religious nuts. Apparently MCP nuts too.

In fact any pea-brained nut can do it …

For background  CLICK HERE

But wait, buy now and you get this too—

Why would these men — and yes all the abusive messages sent to Phillips were written by men* — take time out of their day … abusing someone they don’t know for doing something that doesn’t affect them?

I think it depends really on how you define ‘men’ … no?

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(Hah! I was hoping to be able to use this image again~!)

Now this1-animated-arrow-up.gif folks, could be called a real nut-cracker. As for the couple concerned my advice is just get on with your lives … but watch out for closed minds. Yeuch …

And sometimes—

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—even the most innocent can be misinterpreted.


Honi soit qui mal y pense


* That’s debatable …



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each other. Not too much, because …


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—with some people there’s simply no need. They do it themselves … they reveal themselves by what they say. (Which often saves pretentious cynics like moiself a lot of time …)


that contradictions are impossible. (No such thing, there’s only apparent such things.)


I’ve done it to death, I’ll do it again—

the concept of God’s “omniscience” (means: He’s the definitive know-all) and the concept of human individual “Free Will” tend towards contradicting each other.


they do contradict each other.

Ergo one of those concepts is in error (it means false). ‘Cos either God does know all; or yes, we do have Free Will.

Can’t be both …

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“Argus! Leave ’em alone! Hell, you’re making even MY head hurt~!”


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if you didn’t realise something—line-animated-birds-wire copy.gif

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—namely that you cannot debate or reason with a brick, or a schlogg of foam on the beach, or someone who overlooks the most basic of his own ‘facts’ … but first, let me introduce the source of that delightfully illustrative snippet—

—and you’ll see where I’m coming from with this.

The source article was this invitation finger-pointing-down  (between the red lines):




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—and let’s get to the gritty. Namely that if you need an unseen presence watching your every thought and monitoring your compliances (not with Humanity itself but a blackmailing parasitical code of would-be ‘ethics’) then you are, in all possible meanings of the word, a bit Pathetic*.


I think the nice Beattie has aptly described ‘God’ …



Awww … shucks … modesty forbids …

* Okay, I lied.

Please amend: (a) delete “a bit” and (b) in place insert “totally” …


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a reasonably open mind (shouldn’t that be ‘absent’, Argie? —Ed) on the subject of UFOs. You know, Unidentified Flappety Objects in the sky (and these days under the sea and Antarctica)(etc).


that can’t be explained and kept them to myself—my attention was once drawn by weird hissing sounds to a meteor expiring in the upper reaches, and then later I read  somewhere that people can’t hear them ‘cos it’s impossible (given altitudes and speed of sound etc). Yeah, sure …


in November I was hoofing at night through winton and thought that the sports complex might make an attractive shot. I took several, but this below was the one that holds my attention.


that there was no noise. No hiss, no boom, no flappety-flappety noises as per helicopter, no navigation lights … and I didn’t even see the blasted thing until onscreen next day.

I posted but with no helpful theories forthcoming, gave it away until just now.


(except that I cropped out someone’s wheelie rubbish bin in the foreground):

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I illuminated that monolithical thing with a LED torch, painting with light (street lights orangish). The thing in question is over on the right hand edge up there.

Cropped out and blown up it looks like this—

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—and here’s a summary of the details:

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—camera was on a tripod, facing south.

I saw nothing, heard nothing, felt nothing.

I dare say that if I send the shot to any authorities it will after due process turn out to be a sheet of newspaper blowing in the wind (What wind, Argie?—Ed) being pecked at by herds of airborne magpies.

I’ve considered that my LED torch may have illuminated something on its way down, or up, but I don’t remember waving beam that high … but if so: what?


(a) beware of upsetting the natives, coming or going;


(b) always hold in mind that parallel lines never meet


you can’t go far wrong …

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that I have an agile mind. (Do too …)

So in the Red Cross op shoppe this afternoon I simply couldn’t resist getting a snap of this.

Of these.

Of wotever—

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The staff were a bit nonplussed at my effrontery but were either too embarrassed or too chicken to challenge—which worries me not a wit; when I cheerily expressed the opinion that the device looked like someone’s attempt at a visual pun … … all I got was the usual silent Southland stare.

(In case I come across as arrogant: I believe the ancient Greeks suffered from my syndrome, with their many muttered references to ‘Boeotian cows’.)

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To each his own and as long as we have the netball (and the best rugby players in the world) all others can go suck*.

Here, kitty kitty kitty ...

Argus! Them’s my Chosen People! Leave ’em alone … or else!


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* So there~! (Especially them blasted  $%£@&*%*&!!  Aucklanders!)


OH …

REALLY?         arg-scrollurl-turkey-url

Perhaps it’s me at fault.

Or perhaps some people (BS experts*) in high office have ideas just too grandiose for reality—

HWCP Management Limited – a joint venture between council-owned Invercargill City Property Limited and H.W. Richardson Group – this month revealed its plans to build a massive retail, apartment and office development in the inner city block consisting of Esk, Dee, Tay and Kelvin streets.

The ambitious transformation of the Invercargill CBD may cost close to $100 million and see the demolition of the majority of buildings in the block, to make way for the new development, O’Donnell said.

to read from source:  CLICK HERE 

More and more I’m beginning to like the American idea of civic ‘leaders’ being voted in and out of office. Coupled with it I like the idea that elections should be for much briefer periods in office with a Damoclean sword hanging at all times over the incumbents’ heads—if they don’t suit us, vote the buggers out! (And make them pay their own bills.)


how could the expenditure ever be justified? A hundred million bucks may be small change to some folks but in Kiwiland it’s Big Bikkies.


—Invercargill is not (R) not the b-all and end-all of existence. It is merely the large pimple on the buttocks of New Zealand. It’s not even (as some locals believe) the world’s southernmost city—but it can justifiably hold to being the home of the world’s southernmost Starbucks. Wow!

—but when reality kicks in it’s very rarely that the BSers* in high office ever feel the pain. They get their jollies spending the hard-earned monies of the quiet productive classes, but if when they goof: so what?


* BS being ambiguous in this instance—the traditional meaning, or if you wish ‘Big Spender’ (actually in this instance the terms are synonymous).

Hi, Brazil~!


Hy Brasil …

any the wiser now? Not yet. Let me explain:

I’m a self-confessed CT nutcase. So  whatever you call me it’s been said before.

Moving on—

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a professor at an American university did some sums after he’d suffered a rush of eurekas. He’d been poring over ye olde sea-maps …

Knowing that his conclusions would upset the current ‘experts’ he wrote his book anyway. So there.

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Before publishing he asked an obscure kraut crank to check it out; kraut* gave it quite an endorsement. He then went ahead, was predictably soundly rubbished (and eventually I purchased a reprint).

I added his info to some of the other bits I’ve garnered; thinking how unfortunate it was that he had to do his sums the old way with slide-rules and had no computers, calculators, Google Maps etc. My good fortune …


Roughly 12000 years ago an ice-age ended. Various icery  (two miles thick in places) melted sending enough water downhill to raise the then sea levels by about four hundred feet-ish. (Doggerland went from forests to seabed.) So?


Hapgood noted similarities in many of his old maps, similar mistakes even. Not only puffy winds and mermaids, but actual navigational things. Here’s a selection for you, see if you notice ’em too—this first being hardly fair, a real toughie …

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… and moving on …

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With all these clues it’s hard not to notice …

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Are we there yet?

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Here’s one that seems a bit dated …finger-pointing-down

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And they all have something in common:

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That ‘something’ being a wee island group that doesn’t exist. So trying to find it using Google Maps, we come up with this—

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Which when you blow it up, looks like this—

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—which coupled with the old legends and maps … is spooky.

(Or not, I’m off now ‘cos The Spouse gets cranky if I don’t come running when she yodels about dinner …)

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by the way … aforementioned kraut crank was one Albert Einstein (famous for doing things with atoms and clocks).