Conspiracy to Denude James Randi's Pate!

I read that thread, funny stuff! They don't mention that the first JREF forum thread didn't appear until 2005 or so, if I remember correctly.
 
Don't diss Dafoe...brilliant actor.

TAM:)

That's right - he's one of Us... the Illuminati, I mean. I saw him* in 2004 in a restaurant at the Louvre, just along from where this pic of me was taken (at our spiritual home):

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*Met him for a debriefing on the pre-launch of the JREF Debunking Mission.
 
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Oops, I meant to say that the first thread about 9/11 conspiracies didn't appear until 2005!
 
We should ask James Randi (and his ever so brilliant followers) to explain how when food enters into the organism, something of vegetable natures (that we eat) can be converted into flesh, muscle. bones etc.

If we place all the exact same ingredients into a beaker that would normally go into the stomach and intestines, having the exact same stomach acids, the same vibrations, the exact same stimulus, same enzymes and temperature, it still would not turn into anything more than a blob of vegetable mush. How would James Randi be able to explain this transformation without admitting that the "Ether", "Astral and "I" play an important role in matter?

Sir Bedevere: There are ways of telling whether she is a witch.
Peasant 1: Are there? Oh well, tell us.
Sir Bedevere: Tell me. What do you do with witches?
Peasant 1: Burn them.
Sir Bedevere: And what do you burn, apart from witches?
Peasant 1: More witches.
Peasant 2: Wood.
Sir Bedevere: Good. Now, why do witches burn?
Peasant 3: ...because they're made of... wood?
Sir Bedevere: Good. So how do you tell whether she is made of wood?
Peasant 1: Build a bridge out of her.
Sir Bedevere: But can you not also build bridges out of stone?
Peasant 1: Oh yeah.
Sir Bedevere: Does wood sink in water?
Peasant 1: No, no, it floats!... It floats! Throw her into the pond!
Sir Bedevere: No, no. What else floats in water?
Peasant 1: Bread.
Peasant 2: Apples.
Peasant 3: Very small rocks.
Peasant 1: Cider.
Peasant 2: Gravy.
Peasant 3: Cherries.
Peasant 1: Mud.
Peasant 2: Churches.
Peasant 3: Lead! Lead!
King Arthur: A Duck.
Sir Bedevere: ...Exactly. So, logically...
Peasant 1: If she weighed the same as a duck... she's made of wood.
Sir Bedevere: And therefore...
Peasant 2: ...A witch!

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Imagine the delusional lives these people live. Everything they see or hear about, they believe is ONE huge conspiracy. Part of a government plot that will lead to their ultimate demise. Such paranoia. Must be really difficult to do anything constructive in the world.
 
[/B] The thread was started by "prole art threat," who was banned from the 911 UK forum for calling for my murder. Here's the question he poses:
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Wow Mark, exactly how many deranged CT's have called for your death?
 
Sir Bedevere: There are ways of telling whether she is a witch.
Peasant 1: Are there? Oh well, tell us.
Sir Bedevere: Tell me. What do you do with witches?
Peasant 1: Burn them.
Sir Bedevere: And what do you burn, apart from witches?
Peasant 1: More witches.
Peasant 2: Wood.
Sir Bedevere: Good. Now, why do witches burn?
Peasant 3: ...because they're made of... wood?
Sir Bedevere: Good. So how do you tell whether she is made of wood?
Peasant 1: Build a bridge out of her.
Sir Bedevere: But can you not also build bridges out of stone?
Peasant 1: Oh yeah.
Sir Bedevere: Does wood sink in water?
Peasant 1: No, no, it floats!... It floats! Throw her into the pond!
Sir Bedevere: No, no. What else floats in water?
Peasant 1: Bread.
Peasant 2: Apples.
Peasant 3: Very small rocks.
Peasant 1: Cider.
Peasant 2: Gravy.
Peasant 3: Cherries.
Peasant 1: Mud.
Peasant 2: Churches.
Peasant 3: Lead! Lead!
King Arthur: A Duck.
Sir Bedevere: ...Exactly. So, logically...
Peasant 1: If she weighed the same as a duck... she's made of wood.
Sir Bedevere: And therefore...
Peasant 2: ...A witch!

Gravy's a witch!
 
JREF's "sinister" doors read:

"Abandon MIHOP all ye who enter here."

HA! I'd insert some of the smiling, applauding smileys here if I knew how. Instead I will simply say: Nicely done, sir.
 
Imagine the delusional lives these people live. Everything they see or hear about, they believe is ONE huge conspiracy. Part of a government plot that will lead to their ultimate demise. Such paranoia. Must be really difficult to do anything constructive in the world.

Gotta feel badly for their relatives who get to listen to them ramble on.
 
Gotta feel badly for their relatives who get to listen to them ramble on.

I bet it sounds a little like this.

What's this, dear? Oh, you're going to succeed where my generation failed? Well, I hope so! That would be wonderful, dear! You should give it a try! I felt that way when I first listened to Gil Scott-Heron, too. Yes, I agree: **** the man! You go and do that! Never sell out, that's right! And while you're upstairs not selling out, Mommy will be in the kitchen making dinner. Try to be quiet when you go up the stairs, will you, sweetie? Daddy's napping in the living room.
 

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