Tuesday, August 02, 2011

Are these people serious?

I've got a theory for you; a few D&D playing dorks get together and tramp down the wheat (or whatever happens to be there) with little more than their feet, a board or two and a piece of fucking string.

There are obviously people (I use the term loosely) out there, knuckles dragging the ground, who really do believe this sort of non-sense, and I have a request for you all; Please, go off yourselves.

Really.

Please remove your DNA from the pool, since it's considered uncouth for me to forcibly do it for you, and we need not breed any more stupidity into the H. Sapien stream than we already have.

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4 Comments:

Blogger Tam said...

Did you go read the article she links to? (The one that wasn't written by an airhead?)

http://www.physorg.com/news/2011-08-physics-secrets-crop-circle-artists.html

You don't think that D&D playing geeks from an engineering school can find ways to up their game from the ol' "ropes, board, and surveyors string"?

12:45 PM  
Blogger theirritablearchitect said...

Upping their game?

It's possible, but not probable. Tech nerds of that sort aren't likely to keep hush-hush about such things.

Occam's razor, and all that.

What's equalling amazing, no, sad, is that a University Professor has been sitting around, attempting to come up with what I can only compare to a Rube Goldberg explanation for crop circle creation.

12:58 PM  
Blogger Tam said...

That's not his explanation for crop circles, it's him speculating on ways to make bigger and more elaborate crop circles faster.

(And damned skippy they're using GPS. I guarantee every waypoint in the crop circle is plotted on everyone's Garmin before they hop out of the truck with the boards.)

1:08 PM  
Blogger theirritablearchitect said...

Oh, sure, the GPS thing is too easy to pass up on these days, but when I read the whole thing, it just struck me as the opposite end of the spectrum from the alien worshippers, almost like our good professors wants, or wanted, to believe in the green-men fantasy (betcha he was a flashlight-under-the-covers sci-fi reader as a kid), and has found a way of making the whole bit cool, or something, with a high-tech gadget.

I still don't buy this crap. It's nothing but a bunch of losers in a fucking corn field doing a dance and trying to get noticed, and speculation about how it's getting done by the overpaid professor is pretty God-damned thin.

1:38 PM  

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