Couldn’t figure out how to comment on Tam’s site. If anyone here communicates with her, let her know Michael Crichton defined this phenomenon many years ago. It’s now known as the Gell-Mann Amnesia effect. Here I quote Crichton:
“Briefly stated, the Gell-Mann Amnesia effect is as follows. You open the newspaper to an article on some subject you know well. In Murray’s case, physics. In mine, show business. You read the article and see the journalist has absolutely no understanding of either the facts or the issues. Often, the article is so wrong it actually presents the story backward—reversing cause and effect. I call these the “wet streets cause rain” stories. Paper’s full of them.
In any case, you read with exasperation or amusement the multiple errors in a story, and then turn the page to national or international affairs, and read as if the rest of the newspaper was somehow more accurate about Palestine than the baloney you just read. You turn the page, and forget what you know.”
My definition is more current, if less articulate, than Crichton’s. I call it the “unreal reality” effect.
Pretty much the only thing on teevee anymore is “reality” teevee. Having been a pawnbroker for most of four decades, the hugely popular pawn shows are totally and obviously bad scripts…at least to me, but the number of seemingly not totally retarded customers who eat that goofy shit up and accept it wholecloth is amazing. So it follows that many lend some degree of credence to the rest of the breed; real estate rehabbers, junk dealers, gun builders, gator hunters, antique appraisers, ad nauseum.
…around here is likely less subject to the effect, lotsa folks know a lot of real shit because it was right there on reality teevee. Like Trump for prez. 🙂
Haven’t needed a gun yet, but maybe thirty years ago I ended up checking the door with a bathrobe and a shortsword. Didn’t open it — waited for the 911 — but the sword was a comfort. Turned out to be the cat, who was trying very hard to get inside, where we had thought it was.
Dear jason, apparently it is you doing the stalking/trolling or whatever nitwit eunuchs like yourself call it. Since you are so concerned about sullying Uncle’s site (yeah, that’s how you spell it you illiterate twerp), you may visit at the link if you have further concerns. No? Didn’t think so.
Fuck off you pretentious twat. “Unc” is an abbreviation; do you know what those are? You’re an asshole; I have no desire to visit your asshole webpage. You’re the one sullying the site. Just as you sullied other blogs that I read. Do us all a favor and go away or die in a fire.
Hey you spelled site right that time; see, even nitwits can learn! Something else that you might learn is that there is no “us” except in your little pretend world where you think anyone at all cares what you think, say, write, or do…oh right; sad little basement-dwelling concern trolls never “do” anything, they just type away and die away, please hurry up the latter. Hope that doesn’t hurt his widdle feeewings…no, actually I don’t give a fuck, nor does anyone in your imaginary “us”.
September 15th, 2015 at 10:43 pm
Couldn’t figure out how to comment on Tam’s site. If anyone here communicates with her, let her know Michael Crichton defined this phenomenon many years ago. It’s now known as the Gell-Mann Amnesia effect. Here I quote Crichton:
“Briefly stated, the Gell-Mann Amnesia effect is as follows. You open the newspaper to an article on some subject you know well. In Murray’s case, physics. In mine, show business. You read the article and see the journalist has absolutely no understanding of either the facts or the issues. Often, the article is so wrong it actually presents the story backward—reversing cause and effect. I call these the “wet streets cause rain” stories. Paper’s full of them.
In any case, you read with exasperation or amusement the multiple errors in a story, and then turn the page to national or international affairs, and read as if the rest of the newspaper was somehow more accurate about Palestine than the baloney you just read. You turn the page, and forget what you know.”
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Anyway, there you go.
September 15th, 2015 at 11:40 pm
My definition is more current, if less articulate, than Crichton’s. I call it the “unreal reality” effect.
Pretty much the only thing on teevee anymore is “reality” teevee. Having been a pawnbroker for most of four decades, the hugely popular pawn shows are totally and obviously bad scripts…at least to me, but the number of seemingly not totally retarded customers who eat that goofy shit up and accept it wholecloth is amazing. So it follows that many lend some degree of credence to the rest of the breed; real estate rehabbers, junk dealers, gun builders, gator hunters, antique appraisers, ad nauseum.
And let’s face it; while the ambient IQ aroun
September 15th, 2015 at 11:45 pm
…around here is likely less subject to the effect, lotsa folks know a lot of real shit because it was right there on reality teevee. Like Trump for prez. 🙂
September 16th, 2015 at 9:26 am
right–you can’t comment on Tam’s sight. Thanks mostly to pawnbroker (or JTC) and his stalking ways. Apparently, he’s now stalking Unc’s page.
September 16th, 2015 at 11:37 am
Been there and done that.
September 16th, 2015 at 11:48 am
Haven’t needed a gun yet, but maybe thirty years ago I ended up checking the door with a bathrobe and a shortsword. Didn’t open it — waited for the 911 — but the sword was a comfort. Turned out to be the cat, who was trying very hard to get inside, where we had thought it was.
September 16th, 2015 at 1:18 pm
Dear jason, apparently it is you doing the stalking/trolling or whatever nitwit eunuchs like yourself call it. Since you are so concerned about sullying Uncle’s site (yeah, that’s how you spell it you illiterate twerp), you may visit at the link if you have further concerns. No? Didn’t think so.
September 16th, 2015 at 2:51 pm
Well, that struck a nerve.
September 16th, 2015 at 2:51 pm
Fuck off you pretentious twat. “Unc” is an abbreviation; do you know what those are? You’re an asshole; I have no desire to visit your asshole webpage. You’re the one sullying the site. Just as you sullied other blogs that I read. Do us all a favor and go away or die in a fire.
September 16th, 2015 at 2:52 pm
my last comment was at JTC and not The_Jack. Heh.
September 16th, 2015 at 3:13 pm
Hey you spelled site right that time; see, even nitwits can learn! Something else that you might learn is that there is no “us” except in your little pretend world where you think anyone at all cares what you think, say, write, or do…oh right; sad little basement-dwelling concern trolls never “do” anything, they just type away and die away, please hurry up the latter. Hope that doesn’t hurt his widdle feeewings…no, actually I don’t give a fuck, nor does anyone in your imaginary “us”.
September 16th, 2015 at 3:26 pm
Naturally Jason.
And my, the projection’s strong today. With a nice mix of utter lack of self-awareness.
September 16th, 2015 at 3:30 pm
Yes, it’s classic pawnbroker. He must give a fuck to keep responding. Good on him.