I’ve just blitzed

(if I may use the word) a library book on the Normandy landings and the ensuing Normandy campaign in WW2. On a subsequent Googolising whim I ended up in u-toobe with this serendipitatious happenstance viewing—

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Which is actually narrated (with rather unBritish enthusiasm) by the guy who wrote the book:

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(this book)

—which he holds during his delivery. And well he should, it’s rather good, and it may even enter history as the Definitive work on the Normandy campaign from D-day planning through to kaputulation (if I may be allowed such a word).

The book is, literally, an eye-opener …





(don’t get too excited … read on)

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was an Apple Macintosh. All around me folks had “computers” but it was early days and I was on a budget. Not hard up but circumspect. All I wanted was a games machine—hell, I didn’t even know they could do anything else …


hoofing along Auckland’s High Street I glanced into the window of a wee shoppe and saw oodles of funny looking little televisions. Intrigued, I entered. I must’ve looked a prospect ‘cos I was immediately pounced on by a salesman with enough nous to understand that I didn’t understand a word (bites? Wot? These things bite?) so he sat me down with one, gave me a very brief lesson “Watch the little arrow on the screen—this thing is called a ‘mouse’ … go gett’um, Tiger!” and left me to it.

A blissful hour or so later I came out with a lighter wallet and a heavy box. (It was by the time I reached the Ferry Buildings …)

Here, a Mac—

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—which at 128k of RAM had twice the computing power of my contemporaries’ 64k other things.


I discovered how ‘user friendly’ the Mac was compared to those other … things. From cold you booted up your Mac by switching it on and once awake simply shoved in a wee disc called a ‘floppy’ (which wasn’t). Once the screen smiled back you could make it do things.

Other computers didn’t … you had to type looooong involved formulas and if you didn’t get ’em absolutely letter-perfect, brrrrr; something like: “Load : //’C’  etc etc etc (ad nauseam).


when the nice Mr Gates came out with ‘Windows’ I saw it as a blatant copy of the Mac‘s interfacing.


  • his stuff was cheap
  • the Mac was costly
  • and the rest is history …

If you want the nitty gritty cut ahead to minute 25 to his summary. (Then go back and start at the beginning.)

Steve Jobs was an innovative genius, Gates a very clever businessman—the rest is history. (And the wee image up top is a Woz.)







Ram leftto read from source:  CLICK HERE 

(the quoted bits are in indented red italics, below)

Published in the Nature journal, their paper describes the ancient painting in a limestone cave on Sulawesi as our oldest known rock art


The figurative depiction of hunters as therianthropes may also be the oldest evidence for our ability to imagine the existence of supernatural beings.

From the sample image all I can offer is the blogger’s equivalent of the married man’s “Yes Dear”* .  But wait, it does get better—

Prehistoric cave art provides some of the most direct insight available into the earliest storytelling.

Storytelling—as fiction, or simple reportage?

Professor Maxime Aubert, Associate Professor Adam Brumm and colleagues used Uranium-series analysis to date a 14ft 9in (4.5m) wide rock art panel as at least 44,000 years old.

Be careful, Prof & Co … one Virginia Steen McIntyre had a promising career destroyed by an indignant Establishment for similar. (Offer theories, yes … but be careful not to rock boats in any way. Brrrr.)

“All of the major components of a highly advanced artistic culture were present in Sulawesi by 44,000 years ago, including figurative art, scenes, and therianthropes.”

So … is the art work here fact or fiction? (Clue: the animal depicted appears a wee bit bigger than the (flying?) human-ish wee imps apparently hunting it.)


think that cave art of about ten thousand or so years ago was ancient. Dammit—is nothing sacred?

Requote:  “imagine the existence of supernatural beings—”

So: are we looking at early religion, here, perhaps?


* It means “If you say so …” (As: who am I to disagree?)




with the grey bit silent.

I offer nothing more this time than

(a) this snippet—

“But when Oshima said in 1943 that the raids were having little effect, and when he said the following year that German armaments production was in fact increasing, the Allies refused to believe him. First-hand evidence was no match for the biases of Bomber Command” … and

(b) history itself (doncha just love hindsight?); and

(c) human nature (the great eternal).


stop a moment to ponder whether the word can be applied to anyone you know, or may know of—and be advised, this is a mental exercise offered for your amusement only (no prizes are offered beyond a certain joyless smugness if you get it right).

Snippet snup from—

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—with thanks.

(If you want a look at the future it pays to look at the past and GP objectively lays it bare for the looking.)




but still


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


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—


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?)


to belief.




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—

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—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—

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—ao look inside that red square. See how the brickwork goes all squiggly? Here’s a close-up for those who appreciate good squiggles:

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—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?


here’s your refresher shot of the Temple of Jupiter at Baalbeck—

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—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).

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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 …

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*   Oh … really?

** 800, 1000 tons~?


with an up-to-date


giphyor printed whirly ball on a stick that we call a ‘globe’?

All it can give you is a brief glimpse of the current situations—physical and political—and they are transient anyway. (Any religion claiming that there is no permanence has it spot on, no?)

So in brief here’s a wee thought for you:

“It’s among more than a dozen other dated cave paintings on Sulawesi that now rival the earliest cave art in Spain and France, long believed to be the oldest on earth.

The findings made headlines around the world when Aubert and his colleagues announced them in late 2014, and the implications are revolutionary. They smash our most common ideas about the origins of art and force us to embrace a far richer picture of how and where our species first awoke.”

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ARGUSAnd now let your mind drift back through the millennia, to a time when sea levels were some four hundred feet lower

… and ponder what we may be missing?* .

And for those of a religious bent—as in ‘Bible’ based—did God sneak down there (on his day off from creating the Creation six thousand years ago) and daub the walls with His very own technique of pre-aged daubing, to test our wavering faiths?


* Given that folks seem to prefer living on, around, or close by the coastlines—you know, fish, surfy beaches, nautical trade (and easier access to Viking diplomacy if so inclined).