Honestly, it’s enough to make one conclude that all the rational folks out there in blog-land have no answer. No? If you were to
STATE THAT JESUS
was a cowboy, not … then the airwaves run blistering hot with debate. Feelings can get heated; everyone has a satisfactory answer and is willing to bombast it. But—
OFFER A GENUINE PUZZLER
that neither God nor science can answer and all goes quiet. People do the blog equivalent of walk-away-whistling … I’m left unsatisfied and they’re off the hook*. (Win/win?)
IT ALL BOILS DOWN
I believe in concrete, granite, limestone, and facts. Let me put you out of your misery by revisiting an unanswered question, setting the scene with this snap taken of a modern machine transporting a massive boulder (stated to be in the region of 350 tons) in modern America—
—our rock is the white bit suspended under the roadster. Wow.
I had been considering re-posting the photos of the ancient Temple of Jupiter at Baalbeck, and of the wee 1000 (yep. Thousand) ton sculpted rocks in the local quarry but I gave it away. Instead my mind was taken by some damaged ancient walls over in South America—
—ao look inside that red square. See how the brickwork goes all squiggly? Here’s a close-up for those who appreciate good squiggles:
—and you may now tell this dum’ old dog what you think may have been done that to the wall (or was it built like that)? (Put me down for ‘done’ …)
Or must we consider that the cranks (when they babble about space aliens and ancient star-wars) … may possibly have something? Jesus, in a fit of pique?
OKAY, SMOOTH TALKER
here’s your refresher shot of the Temple of Jupiter at Baalbeck—
—and those dots are genuine full-size bog-standard human beans. The larger stones** (we are told) came from the local quarry some half a mile or more away — and in the period allocated to the builders there weren’t all that many massive red-painted road machines around (nor smooth highways on which to run them).
the melted walls, it’s all just too self-evidently obvious really — just ask any archaeologist. Or even a vulcanologist— I’m always hip for a reasonable explanation. Try me, and stop one.
Do I have a theory to offer? Apologies, no … I never got past all them well-whipped slaves and endless wooden rollers …
* Oh … really?
** 800, 1000 tons~?