There was a time when I believed in UFOs, out of body experiences, ESP, ghosts, reincarnation, auras, and pretty much anything else covered by that all-purpose phrase, “There are some things we just can’t explain.” In truth, there are many things we can’t explain, including gravity’s ability to bend space, Sylvester Stallone’s ability to make the exact same movie six times, and chocolate-covered grasshoppers. There are also things we can’t disprove. For example, it’s possible to prove there’s a giant starfish named Gordon that eats boats in the Bermuda Triangle, but it’s impossible to prove there isn’t. In the case of ESP and other psychic abilities, the argument has even been made that the very act of looking for scientific evidence prevents the phenomena from taking place at all. In other words, if you try to test a person’s powers of remote viewing, she won’t have it. If you’re watching a man attempt to levitate, he won’t fly.
The combination of these ideas — the claims that there are weird things happening, the nearly total lack of evidence, and our inability to disprove them — is a recipe for a set of beliefs that has no limitations or rules. Anything is possible. And one final ingredient seals the deal: These things are fun to imagine. Wouldn’t it be great if we could read minds? If we discovered intelligent beings on other worlds? If we could learn how to become invisible, walk through walls, move at the speed of light? Wouldn’t it change everything if we could know for sure that life continues after death?
Still, over the years I’ve done a lot of reading, listening, and thinking about these issues. And they all have serious problems.
ESP, or Extra-Sensory Perception. I don’t have psychic powers. If I have two pockets in my pants and one of them contains a quarter, it will always take me two tries to find it. If I come to an intersection requiring me to turn either left or right, I will always go the wrong way. And if I try to fake myself out by going right even though I think I should go left, it will turn out that I should have gone left.
I’ve tried developing my psychic powers, because the experts say that everyone has these abilities, but that it’s like any other skill: we have to work at it. Why? I don’t have to work at hearing. When I’m reading a book and someone in the next room is watching television and the Swiffer commercial comes on for the one hundredth time in a thirty-minute show, I always hear it. I don’t have to try. In fact, I’m trying not to hear it, and I can’t do it. When I close the freezer door without first taking my head out of the way, smashing myself in the temple, I feel the cold and the pain without any effort at all. So why would I have to work at these other mental gifts?
Of course, just because I don’t have psychic powers doesn’t mean nobody does. But where’s the evidence, and how do we assess it? The most common test involves a set of cards with five different symbols. The person tries to guess which symbol is on each card and then is scored out of twenty-five guesses. Getting up to seven correct is attributed to chance, while anything more than seven is deemed to be a sign of extraordinary power. But what kind of hit-or-miss extra sense is that, and in what area of life would it be useful? If you blindfolded me, sat me behind the wheel of a car, and had me drive through twenty-five traffic lights, would you be pleased if I guessed correctly eight times? How about if it were your car?
Ghosts. If a ghost is the energy released after the death of the body, why would it need a face, or hair, or even a shape? And why would it need clothing? The ghost of George Washington has appeared countless times. During the Civil War he arrived at Gettysburg riding a white horse, directing Union forces with an upraised sword. But Washington died at home, in bed. Where did the horse come from, and the sword? If Washington’s ghost was created by the energy of his soul leaving his body at death, and if that energy somehow included his clothing, shouldn’t the ghost have been wearing a nightshirt?
Out-of-Body Experiences. These are similar to the ghost concept. The idea is that your conscious mind can leave the physical body and travel around, float up above your bed while you’re having a lung transplant, wander off and snoop on people while they’re doing private things. I once bought a book on how to do this. I practiced. Believe me, if this one worked, I would have some great stories to tell you.
Reincarnation. According to countless reports, just before you die the events of your life play themselves out like a movie. This doesn’t seem so weird, but how would reincarnation handle it? Before the movie started, we’d have to sit through half a dozen previews of future lives, followed by two or three commercials about our past existences, now available on DVD and Blu-Ray for a limited time. As the number of our past lives kept increasing, so too would the number of commercials. Death would be delayed more and more with each life, just as World Series games now run four and a half hours because of all the paid advertisements that have to be shown between innings. It would take longer and longer to die, and as the dying part of your life got prolonged, so would the movie you’d have to watch. This would create a logjam and eventually cause the universe to be stuck forever in a gridlock of time. Add to this the possibility that after a life spent sitting at red lights, enduring endless school concerts and soccer games, and listening to voice-mail messages advising that you should “continue to hold,” you could still end up coming back as a giant boat-eating starfish named Gordon, and nobody would ever know.
UFOs. I was sure about them, but what do we really have? Most alien spacecraft are spotted at night, and are recognized by their lights. This should be the first clue. Vehicles traveling through interstellar space would have no need for lights. If they wanted us to see them, they would land, get out, send us a few telepathic thought waves, and sign some autographs. If they didn’t want us to see them, they would turn off their lights.
And where are the pictures? Everyone in the world is now walking around with cell phones and video cameras capable of recording everything that happens, including every time someone falls into a lake or a dog runs into a sliding glass door. Yet there’s still no credible image of an alien spacecraft. That should also tell us something. All we have are blurry, shaky flashes of light and a lot of stories about people being snatched from their beds and poked with stainless steel chopsticks.
Creatures capable of traveling the distances required to reach us would have to be so advanced that their technology would be beyond our ability to envision. I have to conclude that our descriptions of them, their vehicles, and their equipment — along with so many of these other silly ideas — are clearly the product of our limited imaginations.
By the way, when is Rocky VII coming out?
Jac
November 20, 2010
I thought it was tiring being in my head, but I sometimes feel exhausted after reading about all the things that you think about! You bring up many good points, such as ghosts needing clothes, aliens not needing headlights, etc. You have always had a way of “seeing” things that most others don’t. So maybe you are a seer! You DO have psychic powers! Or you’re a psycho.
I would write more but I need to go take my pet starfish Gordon for a swim. Do you think there is a Yahoo map to give me directions to the Bermuda Triangle? Never mind – I’ll just ask this passing spaceship for directions. The guys inside look pretty intelligent.
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bronxboy55
November 21, 2010
I know I don’t have psychic powers, but I have been called a psycho more than once. (And now that I think of it, so have you.)
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Amiable Amiable
November 20, 2010
I’ve never been afraid of dying, but now I’m afraid of what I’ll be wearing when I die! Is there a fashion runway wherever dead people are? I see dead people … Vogue-ing! BTW, did you see The Sixth Sense? That type of movie is surely the kind that would drive you nuts. I’m still not quite sure what happened, who was alive, who was dead. But, in whatever form they were, they were all pretty well dressed – or decent, anyway – from what I can remember.
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bronxboy55
November 21, 2010
I’ve seen The Sixth Sense a couple of times. It’s one of those movies that I’ll watch for a while, then my mind wanders at just the wrong time. Right when everyone else watching it suddenly figures out what’s going on, I realize I’m completely lost.
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Mitchell Allen
November 21, 2010
Alright, the secret is out. Mr. Watterson modeled his little boy after you, didn’t he?
Your mind is very flexible.
Otherwise, it’d snap, and people would think you’re crazy.
But you’re not, are you. Because, those of us with the inner eye can see that you are providing clues about 42. F’rinstance, in your refutation of reincarnation, you validate eternal life. In your straw man argument about ghostwear, you validate the transmigration of souls.
If that weren’t enough, you validate time-travel by questioning the dearth of photographic evidence of xenomorphic transports – gosh! even the cartoon is a clue (headlights – it is not a headlight – get it????)
You rock, Charles. Step carefully, though. Those lacking the inner eye will merely be confused at best. In the worst case, you could find yourself plastered on the cover of the National Blab, or something, right next to Nostradamus and the Miracle Dorito.
Cheers,
Mitch
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bronxboy55
November 22, 2010
Ghostwear! We could take that concept someplace, couldn’t we? And now that you mention time travel, I wish I’d included that, because it’s another entertaining fantasy that just has too many facts in its way. But I’ll take your sage advice to heart, Mitch. Front page of the National Blab would be embarrassing — unless I was the one who found the Miracle Dorito. Or the Blessed French Toast.
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Mitchell Allen
November 22, 2010
For sure we could. Nearly Headless Nick will be needing an ascot, for starters. 🙂
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shoreacres
November 21, 2010
This is what I’m certain about: I’ve been reading your blog long enough for your psychic powers to permanently bend my mind. There’s this internal dialogue happening…
You: “Wouldn’t it be great if we could read minds?”
Me: But where would we put the bookmark?
You: “If we discovered intelligent beings on other worlds?”
Me: What about finding intelligent life in this world?
You: “If we could learn how to become invisible?”
Me: Haven’t you ever eaten alone in a snooty restaurant and tried to gain the attention of the waitstaff?
See?
My only real quibble here has to do with ghosts. Down on Bailey’s Prairie, about 35 miles from here, we’ve got a ghost. Old Man Bailey (who had quite a past) died of cholera c.1832. He asked to be buried standing upright, with his rifle in one hand and a jug of hootch in the other. His wife, a good Christian woman, laid him down horizontal, sans rifle and whiskey. Ever since, he’s roamed his land with a lantern, looking for the missing whiskey. Dozens of people have seen the light (so to speak). I’ve seen it.
Of course, I saw the spaceship from the Pennsylvania turnpike, so……
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bronxboy55
November 22, 2010
First, I’ve been reading your blog (and communicating with you) long enough to know that if there are bends in your mind, they were there long before I showed up. (And if there’s such a thing as a mind straightener, I hope it’s not available in Texas.)
Second, the sentence originally said, “Wouldn’t it be great if we could read each other’s minds?” I immediately anticipated your response, which would have been completely correct: “No!” (If that is what your response would have been, does that qualify as mind reading? Thought anticipation? Linda-voyance?)
Third, there seems to be enough intelligent life on this planet to produce wishful thinking. We just can’t seem to get that rock all the way up the hill.
Fourth, I don’t go to snooty restaurants, but have managed to feel invisible at many of the less-than-snooty ones.
Last, my conclusion that most of these paranormal experiences don’t exist is rooted, at least in part, in the fact that they don’t happen to me. I’ve never seen a ghost or even anything that could be mistaken for a ghost, and I feel left out. Why do ghosts ignore me? What am I, invisible?
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arborfamiliae
November 21, 2010
One of the more interesting books I’ve read about the afterlife is The Brief History of the Dead by Kevin Brockmeier. I read it a few years ago (probably when it first came out in 2007) so I don’t remember a lot of details, but I recall it being a different way of thinking about the afterlife and I remember enjoying reading it.
A movie that has always fascinated me is Jacob’s Ladder. It’s dark and edgy, but it makes you think about what happens at death.
I wonder what makes us spend so much time thinking, writing, producing movies, etc. about death and the afterlife. It seems like there are so many more pressing issues about the present life that we should be dealing with first–poverty, disease, all variety of social ills. There must be something in us that pulls us to think about death and what comes next.
Maybe the reason I’m so interested in the past (e.g., family history) is that at least there’s some certainty about it; something happened, sometime, even if there’s not always the evidence to prove all the details. The future is a lot harder to know, even if there is a lot of fun in speculating!
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bronxboy55
November 22, 2010
Your comment is interesting on several levels, but the one that jumped out at me was the issue of how much time we spend focusing on the past, present, and future. They all seem appropriate; maybe we just need to adjust the proportions? My son and I watched Kung Fu Panda last night, and one of the lines was: “The past is history, and the future is a mystery. The present is a gift.” I wondered where that quote came from, so I did a search and found dozens of variations, all expressing this idea of living in the present. Here’s just one site: http://www.quotegarden.com/live-now.html
Again, the past and future are too fascinating to ignore. The question seems to be, how do we explore them without forgetting to enjoy today?
I also think there’s much to be gained from the kind of research you’re doing on your family history. And I’m sure you know that better than I do. I look forward to your next post. (But I’m not dwelling on it.)
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Mitch
November 22, 2010
You know Charles, we’re going to have to figure out how to get you CommentLuv on this blog because some of the people who comment here are pretty funny as well. I don’t believe overall in most of the things you mentioned, but I do hold out for ESP only because of deja vu, which we all experience, and UFOs, only because we know that there has to be life elsewhere in the universe and science pretty much says that time can be bent. That plus, as you said, we don’t always know what that weird light in the sky was. Great, funny stuff!
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bronxboy55
November 22, 2010
Is there an equivalent to CommentLuv that might work with WordPress? I agree with you about the comments. In fact, I think most of them are better than my posts, but what are you gonna do?
I’m right with you on life elsewhere in the universe, but that doesn’t mean we’ve had visitors. There are thousands of amateur astronomers watching the sky every night all over the world, yet almost every UFO sighting (and abduction story) comes from some guy driving around with one hubcap.
And I have to disagree with you about deja vu. I’ve never experienced it. But didn’t we just have this conversation recently? I could swear we did. That’s a little odd…
But not as odd as that hubcap comment, which I don’t understand myself.
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Mitch
November 22, 2010
Unfortunately, I don’t think you can use the plugin with the free wordpress.com blogs. As to the other,… well, we’ll see. I think the government is withholding tons of things from us, and one day we just might find out how we had such a quick jump in technology from the 40’s to the 60’s, the fastest technological jump in history.
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bronxboy55
November 23, 2010
That last part sounds as though you have a theory. Does it have something to do with crash debris?
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Mitch
December 3, 2010
Why yes it does! I mean, look at stuff like aluminum, Teflon, and stealth technology. It just seems like there was something that helped spark a lot of this stuff faster than just our being “smart and questioning”. And Roswell with weather balloons… come on!
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bronxboy55
December 4, 2010
I admit it’s more fun to think about it that way, but it seems more likely to me that these things are a result of the military being secretive about its own activities. The Cold War was just getting cranked up and everyone was pretty paranoid.
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Mitch
December 6, 2010
Well, supposedly Wikileaks is going to be releasing some information about UFOs and governments, so maybe we’ll learn something fantastic!
Or not… lol
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jharris
November 22, 2010
I’m pretty sure I’ve met Gordon, but I think I met him when he was a large gray spider scurrying menacingly about in my bathroom. Perhaps once he was squished, he reincarnated himself as a giant boat-eating starfish in Bermuda. At least until he got rammed by a UFO that didn’t have its lights or turn signal on, zinging through interstellar space on its way to vaporize someone, who then went on to haunt all of history as a nightshirt-wearing American hero on a strapping Clydesdale.
Funny post. You’re a good writer. I still think you spend way too much time thinking about this stuff, but maybe you do it so the rest of us don’t have to.
I SEE DEAD PEOPLE.
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bronxboy55
November 22, 2010
You’re weird. Have I told you that before? But thank you; I think you’re a good writer, too.
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jharris
November 22, 2010
Funny that you’re calling me weird. Pot –> kettle
you know, they have medications for people who see visions and hear voices and worry about big sea creatures or small space creatures and ghosts ignoring them.
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bronxboy55
November 22, 2010
I just talked to one of my imaginary advisers and we’ve decided to not even dignify your comment with a response. And if you think this is a response, well, it isn’t. This is an imaginary response, and that’s not the same thing.
I know all about those medications. My crazy sister is on them, and you wouldn’t believe what she’s like. No thanks.
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Jac
November 22, 2010
Yes, I believe Norefil is good for that…
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bronxboy55
November 22, 2010
I rest my case.
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Betty Londergan
November 22, 2010
Wow — so many comments!! I’m usually one of the first so I didn’t know what a huge fan base you have!
I think you & I may be REVERSE psychics, Mostly Bright! Given 50/50 odds about anything I’m doing where I want it to turn out correctly – like which way the quilt goes on the bed, for instance — I never EVER choose correctly. It’s incredible. Defies all the odds, much like your searching for the quarter in one of your two pockets. So clearly — we’re totally psychic — just in the wrong way. Naturally!
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bronxboy55
November 23, 2010
I think you’re right, Betty. We defy the odds, just in a hopeless, pathetic kind of way. It’s better than being normal, though, isn’t it? Do you buy lottery tickets? I don’t but if I did, here’s the system I’d use: I’d pick seven numbers, then immediately throw those away and pick seven completely different numbers. Then I’d throw those away and pick seven more numbers and play those. (Then the seven original numbers would win and I’d stop shaving and go live in a dark cave and spend my days collecting rain water.)
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Jac
November 22, 2010
I don’t know what day of the month it is. I don’t know how long I’ve been among the Spirits. I don’t know anything. I’m quite a baby. Never mind. I don’t care. I’d rather be a baby…
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bronxboy55
November 23, 2010
You sound as light as a feather, as giddy as a drunken man.
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partialview
November 23, 2010
What about the headless gateman ghost, then? He has to have existed back when I was in school! Or the heart, liver, kidney – drip, drip blood ghost. You could be lying, you know! Ghosts existed back in school, at least. Or they still do in the empty plot of land next to my house. Explain the unexplainable sounds in the dead of the night, if you say they don’t. You’ve broken my heart (Yet again. And this time, it ain’t recovering with a re-read.)
Or the ESP we all experience when the Inner Voice is screaming inside the head to “TAKE THAT QUEUE”. We never listen to it, do we? And crawl our way to the ticket booth. (Or switch over to the seemingly faster one, not listening to the Inner Voice again that’s saying “DON’T YOU DARE SWITCH OVER NOW”). See?
Don’t lose faith, Charles! Unexplainables are right there. You are swimming in them. Read the conversation again, and imagine the two swimming:
Grandson fish: Grandpa, what is water?
Grandpa fish: Look around you. Water is everywhere.
Grandson fish: But I can’t see it.
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bronxboy55
November 23, 2010
I see Unexplainables, too, but not the same ones. There are great mysteries all around us, and I don’t want to spend time chasing after the artificial kind when there are so many real ones to think about. If the strange sounds in the middle of the night are just the walls expanding and contracting, or the water pipes shifting, or a tiny mouse in the attic, I’d rather know that so I can move on to those things I really can’t explain. I’ve also become more comfortable with having more questions than answers. To me, an unanswered question is more acceptable than an incorrectly-answered one, because once I think I know something, I stop wondering. But what if I’m wrong?
Also, it’s been my experience that when I search for something, I often don’t find it. But when I stop looking and begin to focus on something else, the original thing shows up, without effort. So when I go up into the attic to find the mouse that’s been making all that noise, maybe George Washington’s ghost will be there, pointing with his sword. I haven’t ruled that out. I can be a skeptic and still remain open to the possibilities.
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partialview
November 23, 2010
“I can be a skeptic and still remain open to the possibilities.” Goodie.
I was beginning to worry about the future of Gordon.
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bronxboy55
November 24, 2010
No need to worry. He’ll be there, as long as people believe he is.
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cooperstownersincanada
November 23, 2010
The George Washington ghost in a night shirt idea is hilarious. That sounds “Seinfeldian.” Although, I remember you saying you’re not a huge fan. I would also love to get the autograph of an alien. Excellent work! Funny and insightful as always!
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bronxboy55
November 23, 2010
Here’s another question. If the spirit emerges in the form of an earlier self (Washington as war hero and not as dying farmer), then why couldn’t it appear as a much younger self? Maybe Washington’s ghost would appear as a twelve-year-old boy with pimples and a cracking voice. Not as compelling, I guess, but equally possible. What if Abraham Lincoln came to you as a teenage ghost? Would you advise him to skip the play? And if he listened, would that change history? But then if it did, you wouldn’t have known to give him the advice.
I have to go lie down now.
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charlespaolino
November 26, 2010
The more I study, the more I realize how little we know about pretty much anything. Consequently, I keep an open mind — about pretty much anything. When I was a kid, I was always fascinated by Joseph Dunninger and Kuda Bux, a mentalist and a mystic, both of whom had TV shows in the 1950s. Since then, I have read several explanations of how ESP can be faked, though I’ve never read an explanation of Kuda Bux’s stunts, which were very elaborate. Then, about 35 years ago, I had an occasion to interview a mentalist, and I met him at a neutral location that we had mutually agreed upon simply as a matter of convenience. He told me all about his background, and then I told him that he would have to give me at least one demonstration of his skills. So he asked me, in turn, to think of a type of tree, the name of a state, the name of a chess piece, and a playing card. I thought Osage orange, Wyoming, rook, and the eight of clubs. He wrote each item on a file card and placed the card face down in front of me. When I thought “Wyoming,” I saw his hand write W-Y-O-PERIOD, but when I thought “rook,” it seemed to me he wrote too much. When he had placed all four cards face down in front of me, he asked me what I had thought of. When I said “Osage orange,” he said, “Yeah. What is that?” After I had named the four items, he told me to turn over the cards. He had written “Osage orange,” “Wyo.”, “castle” – the alternate term for “rook,” and the numeral 8 and a drawing of the club sign. Could he have faked it? Absolutely. How? I don’t have the slightest idea, although my guess would be that the cards turned face down would have something to do with it. Unlike phenomena such as ghosts, I don’t think an experience like that has to involve anything supernatural. Dunninger used to close his act by saying, “And remember, a 10 year old child could do what I do — after 30 years of practice.” If Dunninger was legit, he might have been on to something. The science of the operations of the human brain is in its infancy. Maybe we will learn some day that people like Dunninger are savants with a heightened capacity for an ability that is latent in all of our grey matter. Meanwhile, not knowing is kind of fun.
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bronxboy55
November 26, 2010
It’s interesting that he did the writing. If it was a trick — and the logical mind insists it must have been — he had to have written the cards after you announced the four items, and then replaced the original cards with them, all while you were seated inches away. The skill and artistry required to pull that off are enough to thrill, even while the rational mind sits back with arms folded. I have learned the secrets behind several mystifying tricks, and have always ended up feeling a deep sense of disappointment. The illusions are exhilarating, the explanations mundane; obviously, the exhilaration is more fun. And I agree with you: what we really know doesn’t amount to much.
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charlespaolino
November 27, 2010
And while it doesn’t seem possible that he could have switched those cards, I once saw a magician turn a crumpled up piece of paper into an egg while he was bouncing it up and down on a tennis racket that he was holding out in front of his body. A friend of mine, an actor, was sitting next to me in the audience. He had explained every trick the magician had done up to that time, but he couldn’t account for the egg. Yet, it was clear that the magician had NOT turned paper into an egg. Some hands, indeed, are quicker than the eye.
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bronxboy55
November 27, 2010
I wonder why we enjoy being fooled. You’d think we’d resent it. A magician is really just a con artist who doesn’t have to steal our money, because we give it to him willingly. We saw Lance Burton in Las Vegas last year and loved the show.
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Marie M
December 31, 2010
But why did you love it? Because you were fooled (assuming you were)? Or because you felt admiration that that guy had the talent to fool you?
After all, most of us think we’re pretty smart people, and for someone to demonstrate something we can’t explain, even if we know it has to be a trick, means that that person has mastered something we haven’t. I guess I’m thinking we aren’t fooled, exactly, we just recognize that he or she has some knowledge/experience we don’t. And since most people do, resentment isn’t an automatic response.
I myself don’t get any pleasure from a magic trick I (think I) can figure out. But show me something that mystifies me, and I’m engaged and excited and even pleased for the trickster for pulling it off. But I never thought about the idea of paying for the opportunity to be mystified–I guess that’s a pretty good definition of entertainment, though. Thanks for sharing your unique viewpoint and those of your readers on these topics!
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bronxboy55
December 31, 2010
I’m the same way. I always feel let down when I learn how a trick was done. A few years ago, we were at the Palisades Mall in West Nyack, and a man was selling magic tricks. Well, he was performing the tricks, and if you purchased one he’d explain how it was done. I remember being engaged and excited, as you said, by his demonstration. Then just a few minutes later I found myself thinking, “Really? We paid good money for that?”
I think I loved the Lance Burton show, in part, because for a few minutes I could let down my guard and allow myself to be fooled. I didn’t feel compelled to invest a lot of energy in trying to stay one step ahead of the scammer. In other words, I didn’t have to try to be smart, because it probably wasn’t going to help anyway.
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spaziomente
October 19, 2011
I’m enjoying your blog from Italy, very nice! I believe that also illusions of our everyday life will continue to be real as long as we believe they are (the illusion, for example, of being able to be nice and polite when someone forces us to see Rocky VI). Often we are not masters even of our thoughts: how can be sure about something outside of us?
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bronxboy55
November 15, 2011
I guess this is what makes such thoughts so enjoyable: once we let go of the idea that we can explain everything, we make room for so many possibilities. That’s also the risk, isn’t it?
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spaziomente
July 3, 2012
Yes, but I think that it is a risk only if we assume that truth have only one face.
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tanya
October 20, 2011
Interesting and thought provoking post. I think, with regards to all things mentioned, that when you break it all down, people believe what they see and they see it because they believe it. In this equation, rationale need not apply
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bronxboy55
November 15, 2011
I’ve often wondered if it’s possible that two people can be standing in a room and one sees a ghost and the other doesn’t. And if so, what would that mean?
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spaziomente
July 3, 2012
Once i made this question to a “spiritual” man. He answered: yes, it is! Who can see a ghost have a greater sensibility, that’s all! Mmmmh…
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bronxboy55
September 27, 2012
Maybe. It’s impossible to prove, though, isn’t it?
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roughdraftliving
June 1, 2013
Charles, finally figured out how to respond to your stories. I’ve got to have my daughter read this so she can shake herself into reality. She believes she was visited and probably abducted by aliens when I was out of town. These aliens knew I would shake them down if they came when I was home so they waited on me to leave. They knew her father would sleep through a hurricane. She’s 33-years-old and still can’t watch ET. This is great!
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bronxboy55
June 11, 2013
I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who believes they were abducted by aliens. But I also know that there are a lot of people out there with this belief, and there’s no way they can be talked out of it. Has she written about the experience?
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