Screen Shot 2018-02-13 at 20.32.34with a blog-pal made me ponder:

I seem to be coming across incorrectly (and I find that a bit  disconcerting).


folks might think that I actually believe there’s a worldwide undercover Conspiracy to take us all over—you know, that old “absolute control of products and resources” sort of thing.


at rest.

Not so. There’s not a worldwide undercover Conspiracy to take us over.

There’s many. (Prove it? I wish~!)


here’s a snippet for you, make of it what you will—

If you’ve sat down and watched an interview with any one of the outspoken conservative religious leaders recently, you’ve probably noticed something: they’re aging and angry …

Gone are the days of compassionate conservatism where they at least appeared to seek middle ground on various issues or where they were careful with tone. These leaders of yesteryear are are in full panic mode, and it’s showing …

When we try to break open the question as to why they seem so angry, the various answers all seem to point to one root cause: they’ve lost power and control.

During the height of the “religious right” these men were figures of power and control. Presidential candidates could not advance without their support, whether public or in secret, giving them tremendous influence over the direction of some political arms. They sold thousands of books, packed stadiums, and commanded massive influence over audiences of thirsty church goers ready to do their political bidding …

Read more: CLICK HERE

Now even the religious seem to be admitting that it’s all about Power and Control.

Whips can’t make willing slaves … but a harshly judging unseen Supervisor watching 24/7 can keep anyone in line.

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“Argus! If you ‘out’ me and mine I may not be quite so forgiving …”

So if ol’ God didn’t exist, the unscrupulous* would have to invent Him.

Actually, they did … all over the world. Throughout history. Religion is just another bloody Conspiracy, no? And worldwide.


* Count the known gods of history—and that’s only a fraction of the numbers of the unscrupulous. Can I rest my case?



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and the opportunists who ‘service’ them:

The first vending machine was also one of his constructions; when a coin was introduced via a slot on the top of the machine, a set amount of holy water was dispensed. This was included in his list of inventions in his book Mechanics and Optics. When the coin was deposited, it fell upon a pan attached to a lever. The lever opened up a valve which let some water flow out. The pan continued to tilt with the weight of the coin until it fell off, at which point a counter-weight would snap the lever back up and turn off the valve.

Source (Wikipedia):  CLICK HERE 

So … there’s nothing new, huh?

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Certainly nothing much under my old hat …


of Free Enterprise is to recognise a marketing need and provide the needy with their heart’s desires (at a cost) (to them) resulting in a win/win outcome—they get their salvation, you get their bucks; God is in His heaven and all is right with the world.


it could be simply that you get their   finger-pointing-down

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devil-29973__340 copyoh no, not again~!


a query:  Does this thought—

“The pigments, Potts and his co-authors now believe, were part of a prehistoric trade network—one that existed 100,000 years earlier than scientists previously thought.”

to read more: CLICK HERE 

—rewrite tens of millions of educational books?

I remember being taught that before the ‘ancients’ of the Middle East all was intellectually vacuumish; you know—the earth was without form, and void; and darkness lay upon the face of the deep and stuff.


what is the (real~!) lifespan of a fact?


In fact, is there such a fact as a fact?

Do ‘facts’ even exist, per se?

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“Argus! Cool it! You’re making my head hurt!”


Contradictions Law

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Here, Little Fact! C’mon wee fellow—don’t be shy …”

Ram right



Ram left


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and such should, perhaps, read these words from the late great—

• On the possibility of contact between humans and aliens: “I think it would be a disaster. The extraterrestrials would probably be far in advance of us. The history of advanced races meeting more primitive people on this planet is not very happy, and they were the same species. I think we should keep our heads low” – In Naked Science: Alien Contact, The National Geographic Channel, 2004 

—Stephen Hawking, as quoted by (who else?) the experts who give you gems like this—

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—which means only that (other than moiself) few folks mourn the passing (no, silly person, not of Stephen Hawking in this instance) of the Proof Reader, Subbies, and (gulp!) standards. (Oop’s, standard’s …)

But I do find myself asking (quite delightedly~!) “… on her what?”

“Mr Argus, Sir—”

(SFX: insert gentle sigh here, please)

” … Yes, Little Virginia?”

“Does it really matter?”

“Let’s just hope they use telepathy, Kid.”

And let’s hope they can make better sense of things like this, scientifically designed to be read by extraterrestrial intelligences—

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—before they get here. A wee primer, in fact.

An invitation card (and guidebook for tiny tot’s).






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your quote (below), should you decide to accept it, is from the book “Exploration Fawcett”.

Advice: don’t go there—

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—it could be a wee bit of a mind-changing experience. (The orangey thing is one my markers. My books mostly tend to end up looking like multi-coloured hedgehogs).


ol’ Percy Fawcett is dead now. Who can trust the words of a dead guy, huh?

“Mr Argus, Sir?”

(Oh no …)

“Yes, Little Virginia?”

“Sir — The Holy Bible and the Holy Koran are full of the words of dead men …”

“I rest my case, Cutie. Now be a good girl and go play with the passing buses in the street—I’m sure you’ll come to no harm with God on watch.”

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“Argus! You absolute ratbag! I’ll get you for that …”



—and the beat goes on, the beat goes oooooonnnnnnnn …


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a man you’ve never met, and can understand only a tiny portion of a minute fraction of Foxtrot-Alpha of what he says?

Said … he now knows the answers to all questions—his every theory has, for him, become fact. Be that as it may, here’s a wee snippet—

Some of his most outspoken comments offended the religious. In his 2010 book, Grand Design, he declared that God was not needed to set the universe going, and in an interview with the Guardian a year later, dismissed the comforts of religious belief

“I regard the brain as a computer which will stop working when its components fail. There is no heaven or afterlife for broken-down computers; that is a fairy story for people afraid of the dark,” he said.

He spoke also of death, an eventuality that sat on a more distant horizon than doctors thought. “I have lived with the prospect of an early death for the last 49 years. I’m not afraid of death, but I’m in no hurry to die. I have so much I want to do first,” he said.

To read from source: CLICK HERE

Then join me in mourning the passing of one of our modern era’s great achievers—a man I’ve never met, never would have, never could have.

And yet …

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is he still a figure 0f “WHAAAAT? — Shock, gasp, horrors, dismay!!”?


Ladies and Gentlemen,

and the rest of you oafs—I give you now my prompt (as in cue, or clue, or trigger—not as in immediate).

Read it if you dare, and bitterly regret all those missed omelettes. Miss an omelette even once and you’ve lost it for ever (but let’s not get lost in philosophising here; I’m sure God knew what S/He was doing when It set the ball rolling—

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—all those years ago.) To see what I’m (rather indignantly, I might add, on your behalf, not mine) raving about this time just click the eggie pic above. If all goes well you will be delivered unto The New Zealand Herald. But be assured that the ol’ dog has had two eggs (yes, two! Eeeeeeek!) eggs for breakfast every morning for decades. Fried, and served hot on cheese on toast.


that my recipe (sans frills) is more or less a croque mitaine of French faim (sort of)—

“Monsieur Argus, Sir?”

“Good heavens … it’s Little Virginie! Virginia’s fro  French cousine!”

“Sir … don’t you mean une c. Madame? A croque mitaine is a sort of bugbear used to frighten les little enfants into being bon!”

(Bugger! It must run in their family …)


“HEY! Vous! Monsieur Argus!”


(Oh no …)

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“Vous avez something against croque mitaines?”


Nothing at all against CMs … but a lot against people who believe everything they’re told. As a ‘live, and let live’ kinda oaf myself I’ve enjoyed many raised eyebrows over the past decades for what I choose to eat (and actually buried a few health-nuts).

C’est la vie …

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