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John Edward - psychic or what?

Robin Stettnisch said:
Meg, you have to factor in that I NEVER had that psychological little tug of war while waiting in the drive thru about ordering a big mac before. Ever. And the ONE time I did have that whole debate going on in my brain I just happened to get a free Big Mac in my bag. What are the odds of that? The timing matters and how often I have the thought matters.

Similar story for the pina colada. I had been on the cruise for days and ordered lotsa drinks : ) BUT did not have the whole debate in my mind about how I really should just treat myself to a pina colada until it happened at the bar at bingo and then I won one.
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Sorry Robin, I just don't believe you. Every dieter has that psychological tug of war regularly. You just never realized that you do. And the only reason you even remembered that you did that time is because that time you actually got what you wanted.

Which I find interesting. Why did (in your mind) getting a big mac from sooperwoowoo mean that you automatically got to give yourself permission to eat it? Same with the pina colada. If the McD screw up had accidentally given you a side salad instead, would you think that meant your sooperdooper dieterespwoowoo had gotten that for you?
 
meg said:
The story of the girl returning did really crack me up, though. Oh batvette, you silly man. Did you really not know that coming back saying something like "I thought I heard you calling me" is right up there with leaving your glove, purse, hat or other item as an excuse to come back and spend another few minutes alone with someone you might be attracted to? It is a tried and true method, used often in romantic novels. The proper romantic answer would have been, "I didn't call you, but oh how I wanted to." Or "I was wishing you would come." And look at her with love in your eyes. Many a romantic novel seals such statements with a kiss that leads to something more..

You, you silly thing, though, tried to flip it on her, and pretend you were some kind of amazing powerful mentalist who could make her do your bidding with nothing but your mind. No wonder she called you a **********.


Another possibility, equally possible, is that you had also been doing some smoking prior to this encounter, and only thought you were quietly activating your superdoopermindwaves, when in actuality, you were calling out loud.
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The way you're mistaken on one of the most important factors, which if you weren't you'd never offer this theory, cracks me up.

It's been explained about a half dozen times to others in this thread already.
 
Scopedog said:
When I was 14 or 15 years old (I'm in my early 30's now) my father came home from work one evening and walked into the living room and before he even put down his briefcase he smiled widely and said to everyone present (my mother, my sister, and myself) "you won't believe what happened to me at work today!" I immediately said "you had your tie on backwards!"

In reality I'm not exactly sure how old I was when this happened (it was definitely late elementary or junior high school age) and I'm not sure if I was the only one in the room or if my mother and sister were also there (my mother was usually making dinner around the time that my father was due home and the kitchen is in view of the living room so it makes sense that she was probably present). I’m also not sure if he had put his briefcase down or not. However what I remember most vividly is my father’s quoted statement and my response above. Also, importantly, my father would leave for work very early in the morning before I would even wake up to get ready for school so it is unlikely that I would ever have the opportunity to inspect him before he left.

Anyway, he got an astonished look on his face and said "How did you know?" In my mind I had chosen random words in order to be facetious with no expectation that they would have a relationship to reality but it turned out that he had tied his tie so that the part that's supposed to face in was facing out. I suppose if someone says the words "tie on backwards" it could be interpreted in a few ways. The most obvious interpretation to me is that the tie is literally being worn on the back instead of in front of the chest. However the interpretation that the back is facing out also makes sense once you have the random words together with the reality for comparison.

That day and even until now I have always thought this was an amusing coincidence. I believe I have made similar improbably and eerily accurate guesses at least a couple other times in my life and I also thought those were amusing coincidences or educated (consciously or subconsciously) guesses. There are billions of people guessing things billions of times a day so it makes sense that every now and then, indeed inevitably, a guess would accurately reflect a reality.

In a world of billions of lonely and horny and amorous people with perhaps millions of incidences per moment of people desperately wishing they could telepathically communicate their true unspoken desires to someone else it makes sense that just coincidentally it should happen that what someone wants to communicate would also be what is actually perceived and this would happen quite frequently around the world by chance alone. How many times a day does a person fervently desire to renew the attention of someone they are attracted to as the object of their attraction is losing interest or leaving? How many times a day are there two people walking away from each other both feeling this towards each other without even knowing it (craigslist has a section for this called “Missed Connections”)? batvette fervently wanted for someone to come back after they left and tried with all his might to send a telepathic signal. Lets say batvette had never felt this way and never attempted to send a telepathic signal but the other person fervently wanted a telepathic signal to call them back and simply perceived one as an excuse to return. More importantly, since there is no such thing as psychic wavelengths or telepathic communication, it makes sense that batvette couldn't "seal the deal" (aka have sex with the person) since it was only a coincidence that gave him another shot and not some bond of cosmic or supernatural significance.
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See reply to Meg. This woman had a boyfriend, no intimate interest in me then or ever, and left again virtually immediately. Your theory has been repeatedly offered by many, however this pretext doesn't fit the reality of the event.
On that bolded part, that's quite a claim.
 
batvette said:
See reply to Meg. This woman had a boyfriend, no intimate interest in me then or ever, and left again virtually immediately. Your theory has been repeatedly offered by many, however this pretext doesn't fit the reality of the event.
On that bolded part, that's quite a claim.
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So telepathy is the only explanation?
 
dafydd said:
Other explanations which do not include telepathy have been explained to you.
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Why are you still chiming in? Why is it so important for you to control my beliefs? Why can't you just walk away and establish you and I do not agree? What's with this bizarre badgering trying to convince ME what I witnessed should change? I am making no claim other than I believe this thing I witnessed, the "explanations" so far virtually all depend on my story changing for someone else's rationalization to fit in it. The changes are always far too much of a leap for me to accept as reasonable.
YOU ARE WRONG and why is this so difficult to grasp?
If the woman came back because she was really attracted and wanted to stay, she would have come back and stayed and we'd have gotten intimate. It did not happen that night or ever and she left immediately.

It's not missed signals. It's not my memory of anyone's missed signals. There would be a different outcome of the night and our relationship.

All you are proving at this point is that "skeptics" have surely stood in the way of every and any attempt to objectively analyze this. Does it scare you? Do you have some agenda in seeing it never be developed? There are a number of crackpots out there who theorize forums of "skeptics" like this may be so called CIA/FBI "honeypots" to control and silence any proliferation of these things. I still think they are crackpots but this behavior is simply bizarre. There are a handful here who are not satisfied with merely agreeing to disagree or offer progressive discourse, but not allowing others to hold their own beliefs, and pretending great importance should be attached to irrelevant references.

Ha. CIA. No I think they have standards not being approached here.
 
meg said:
Sorry Robin, I just don't believe you. Every dieter has that psychological tug of war regularly. You just never realized that you do. And the only reason you even remembered that you did that time is because that time you actually got what you wanted.

Which I find interesting. Why did (in your mind) getting a big mac from sooperwoowoo mean that you automatically got to give yourself permission to eat it? Same with the pina colada. If the McD screw up had accidentally given you a side salad instead, would you think that meant your sooperdooper dieterespwoowoo had gotten that for you?
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Meg, The extent of the ridiculous debate I had inside my head with the big mac and pina colada is what makes it different from just quickly thinking I'd like a big mac but then moving on...and that extensive debate is what I had not done before sitting in that drive thru or for the first few days of the cruise. And I had to eat the Big Mac...somebody went to a lot of trouble to get me one, and it would have been rude not to : )
 
Robin Stettnisch said:
And I had to eat the Big Mac...somebody went to a lot of trouble to get me one, and it would have been rude not to : )
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Placing the wrong sandwich in a bag is simple; what is complex are the machinations you're making in your mind to make this rather mundane coincidence more than it is.
 
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Resume said:
Placing the wrong sandwich in a bag is simple; what is complex are the machinations you're making in your mind to make this rather mundane coincidence more than it is.
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Resume, it wasn't the wrong sandwich. I did not order any big macs. I got the correct order in my bag exactly the way I ordered it with a matching receipt. The big Mac was simply a free extra.
 
batvette said:
Why is it so important for you to control my beliefs?
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No one here cares what you believe, but as long as you continue to make extraordinary and implausible claims with no objective evidence to support them, skeptics will challenge your interpretation of what happened.

Possibly for years.
 
Robin Stettnisch said:
Resume, it wasn't the wrong sandwich. I did not order any big macs. I got the correct order in my bag exactly the way I ordered it with a matching receipt. The big Mac was simply a free extra.
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Okay, an extra sandwich. That doesn't make the coincidence any less mundane.
 
batvette said:
This woman had a boyfriend, no intimate interest in me then or ever, and left again virtually immediately. Your theory has been repeatedly offered by many, however this pretext doesn't fit the reality of the event.
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Do you possess privileged knowledge about the woman's deepest thoughts and desires?
 
batvette said:
If the woman came back because she was really attracted and wanted to stay, she would have come back and stayed and we'd have gotten intimate. It did not happen that night or ever and she left immediately.

It's not missed signals. It's not my memory of anyone's missed signals. There would be a different outcome of the night and our relationship.
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Not necessarily. I've been in situations where outside observers or hindsight have indicated to me that a woman was basically throwing herself at me but I either failed to recognize it or some ineptitude on my part prevented me from availing myself of the unsubtle offer.
 
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I just thought of a better coincidence than the ones already listed.

I frickin' hate the song 'Walking on Broken Glass' by... whoever it was who felt they needed to increase their annoyingness above par.

I've, in fact, always hated that song. And every time it came on the radio, I switched the station. I never sang along. I never listened all the way through. Not ever; not even once.

Until...

This one day when I was like twelve, I, for unknown reasons, started singing the song as I walked into the garage to take out the trash. I was barefoot. As I was singing the chorus ("Feels just like I'm walking on broken glass"), I stepped on a piece of broken glass and sliced open my foot.

That is the one and only time I have EVER sung that song. Does this mean that I psychically knew that I was about to step on broken glass? I'm going to guess not. But that's way, way more compelling than a Big Mac.
 
RemieV said:
I frickin' hate the song 'Walking on Broken Glass' by... whoever it was...

This one day when I was like twelve, I, for unknown reasons, started singing the song as I walked into the garage to take out the trash. I was barefoot. As I was singing the chorus ("Feels just like I'm walking on broken glass"), I stepped on a piece of broken glass and sliced open my foot.
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You see what happens when you don't pay Eurythmics the proper respect.

Annie Lennox - psychic or what?
 
RemieV said:
I just thought of a better coincidence than the ones already listed.

I frickin' hate the song 'Walking on Broken Glass' by... whoever it was who felt they needed to increase their annoyingness above par.
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The divine Annie Lennox. You are dead to me.

I've, in fact, always hated that song. And every time it came on the radio, I switched the station. I never sang along. I never listened all the way through. Not ever; not even once.

Until...

This one day when I was like twelve, I, for unknown reasons, started singing the song as I walked into the garage to take out the trash. I was barefoot. As I was singing the chorus ("Feels just like I'm walking on broken glass"), I stepped on a piece of broken glass and sliced open my foot.

That is the one and only time I have EVER sung that song. Does this mean that I psychically knew that I was about to step on broken glass? I'm going to guess not. But that's way, way more compelling than a Big Mac.
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Sounds like you were in the most likely place to encounter broken glass. Did you normally go there barefoot? Were you aware of glass having been broken recently?
 
You guys know I'm not using this as an example of psychicality (yes, I just made an awesome new word), but as an example of coincidence - right?

And good lawds, y'all. I had no idea every skeptic had to like Annie Lennox. I shall turn in my card immediately. ;)
 
Also, of course I wasn't aware of glass having been broken there recently. If I had been, don't you think I would've put on SHOES? That's just crazy talk. ;)

It was a weird coincidence. I love weird coincidences. I've spoken often about mine, because I am one of those people who says weird crap all the time (having no filter), and therefore mine are often hilariously awesome and sitcom-worthy. Take off the filter, and you'll have a lot more than a Big Mac to hang your hat upon.
 
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