Bah … humbug!
Any good Time Traveller can pop back a few millennia, and if he remembers to take his camera can get proof absolute for the how of the Pyramids.
I DID SO MYSELF
uninvited. Sat in on the works and even chatted with Pharaoh himself. Nice guy, but had to concentrate on his ritual lest the slave fall from a great height—
Slave doing his job (it got higher as he went up*)
—and sue him for beer and bread in recompense. Ancient will-one-day-be-Egypt was more democratic than I’d thought, too; every so often they swapped roles (slave sat lording it whilst Pharaoh went aloft to wield that wand). Cute.
That’s Pharaoh now, in the chair in front of the chariot.
NOW YOU KNOW
that it’s not done by whips, ramps, rollers and stuff—just sheer brute ingenuity.
for the time machine was to sit in on the construction of the Temple at Baalbeck, but the rotten thing blew a foo-foo valve and now I’m stuck in the present. Damn …
TIME TAKES IT OUT OF YA …
* Heights do that sometimes …
of cinematic technique?
But he does manage to—
—convey the message. Then again, I am rather fascinated by the Serapeum, the Osireion, and the GP of Giza. (Oops, nearly forgot: Sphinx too.)
Most fascinating is how the hell did they do it? By ‘they’ I mean them, the folks who inhabited that region in those days (and if anyone offers “The aliens dunnit” I shall make impolite noises).
(Aliens, gods … you may as well invoke the Abrahamic ‘God’ and have done with it—but the Jesus and Allah folks might get grumpy).
SO, CLEVER PERSON
given that they never had carbon-filter dust masks in those days (or machines as we know them) … how the hell did they do it?*
* A question nobody even dares to answer rationally. (We’re back to those blasted aliens?) (Naaaahhh …)
AS A COMMENT
on another’s blog.
Reposted here ‘cos it’s all too self obvious and I really really just can’t be bothered rewriting and/or tidying it up. So, as the proof reader used to say: STET
You’d never guess that as a refresher I’d just blitzed the Wiki entry on Nazi extermination camps. But He is a good God so all is right with the world … (and it’s coming up to His little boy’s Happy Birthday too—another reason to celebrate).
“Eek? I mean EEEEK, Mister God, Sir?”
“Cool it, Dog! You’ll be getting Me a bad name!”
“Can’t have that, Sir—”
“Even worse, Dog—you’ll be making them think!”
Auschwitz SStaff enjoying a well earned blueberry break
(We have to thank God for blueberries too, you know) (His blessings truly are limitless)
SHE JUST CAN’T BE BEAT
Hey, you~! Have thee a nice shot of a building in New Zealand’s southernmost city:
—taken a wee while ago, before the latest million dollar improvements. And now, one taken recently by moi own ‘umble self, by pure coincidence*
(a) that the earlier photographer too was a genius with an eye for composition, and
(b) that great minds think alike.
Now understand this much (please, or I’d have lived in vain)—
—that most of what you see in the left of these snaps is doomed to demolition. The whole city block is to go under the mallet, to be replaced with an all-singing all-dancing new purpose built City Mall … which will attract the cognoscenti and aficionados and innocent from all over the world; to boost our flagging coffers.
They’ve allowed two hundred million bucks for the project, which by my guesstimation based on track records will be more like two hundred and umpty million plus.
THANK THE GODS
that in a Democracy you get what you deserve, no? And nowI’m off to town to get some more snaps of the doomed block. Don’t wait up …
“Hey Argus! They have only GOOD intentions!”
* Some while ago now
For this scary stuff.
and eeek, too …
Guy might have had me worried if I hadn’t previously seen this—
—which I uplifted en passant from this:
—and so …
the beat goes onnnnnn …
… YES! Er … no … maybe?
Relax. I haven’t found it—but this guy (see below) deserves a damn’ good listening to, even if
even if he looks like everyone’s idea of Noah himself. (Built one, he did, from original blueprints*) (but he scrimped a bit on the animals).
And now I have more videos of the Great Green Global Warming Hoax to watch. Don’t wait up …
Stupid nut! Crack, damn you!
* An ark, not a Noah. Tut!
Wotever … but … (SFX: insert a stooge-yodel here, please)
“Three years later, Vatican researcher Sabrina Sforza Galitzia translated the painting’s “mathematical and astrological” signs into a message from Leonardo da Vinci about the end of the world. She claims The Last Supper predicts an apocalyptic flood that will sweep the globe from March 21 to November 1, 4006.”
Or maybe not. All Abrahamic propheteering aside, it has been done before (and rattled a few cages).
We are told that a substantial comet/asteroid/space thing struck the Earth. Several, actually—the most famous being the one that was myth until some enterprising folks discovered a crater, and suddenly scientific consensus promptly about-faced—the ‘killed the dinosaurs’ thing that made a hole in Mexico.
The later ‘400 feet ice-age sea level rise comet’ was also myth (but is now credited with a hole under the Greenland ice). Boom boom!
Anyway, even though Leonardo was quite clever I shan’t let any assumed messages from him rattle my cage. See what you think—
—or not. But if Sabrina is right … I’d still love to know how Leonardo came up with that date~?*
* First person to suggest that God told her goes on Santa’s Naughty List.