At 06:15 AM 6/23/03 -0400, Erik Reuter wrote:
On Mon, Jun 23, 2003 at 05:06:42AM -0500, Ronn!Blankenship wrote:
> A possible experimental protocol which suggests itself, then: after
> an occasion when I think I have received such knowledge again, I'll
> e-mail you and then you'll fly out here and follow me around until it
> either happens or doesn't happen. Or do you have another suggestion?
Yes. The first part sounds fine (or you could post your prediction
to the list instead of emailing me privately). After you email the
prediction, we can decide how to check the prediction. It will likely
not involve me coming there unless and until you describe something that
I cannot explain. In other words, I want more convincing that there is
something to be studied here before going further with this than email.
Well, the reason I said you'd have to follow me around to witness whether
or not it happened is because I don't know of any other way that you would
be able to check for sure. It's not like I'm running a psychic hotline
where I am claiming to be able to predict that the President will be
assassinated or to tell you that you will meet a tall, dark stranger.¹ I
learned about the terrorist attacks on 11 Sep 2001 and the _Columbia_
breaking up the same way everyone else did: I turned on the TV and saw that
regular programming had been interrupted for continuous coverage of the
breaking news story. It's not my place to receive revelation for anyone
but me, or perhaps on occasion concerning a member of my family or someone
otherwise close to me. So what I'm asking is what evidence would you find
adequate that what I "knew" was going to happen indeed did happen as I
"knew" it would, other than having some disinterested party observe me 24/7
until it did (and observe discretely enough so his or her presence did not
interfere with events)?
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¹Though I suppose I could always introduce you to one (or more) of the
people I do know who are tall, dark, and strange . . .
-- Ronn! :)
God bless America,
Land that I love!
Stand beside her, and guide her
Thru the night with a light from above.
From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans, white with foam…
God bless America!
My home, sweet home.
-- Irving Berlin (1888-1989)
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