Letter 12
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02.11.06

When I landlined you I recommended 'Dan Rivers & The Da Vinci Code' on television. I've changed my mind, Excuse syntax. I told you I'm uneducated.


Reassessment of 'Dan Rivers & The Da Vinci Code.' Missed the first prog, saw the second in which I thought Danny Boy was honest, but seeing the third I believe he is too naive - believing everything 'experts' tell him; Professor & art historian, chewing his knuckles - gearing up to tell a few porkies on the painting 'The Last Supper' says: "It's very clear the figure to the right of Jesus is not female." In the previous programme they asked people on the street & the people all agreed the figure in the painting is female (common sense). Do the 'experts' all belong to a 'let's fool the people' club. 'Let's manipulate & control the common people.'

Map based codes: Take your home town & using geometry plus celestial angles you could come up with all sorts of weird explanations for everything around you. The most intelligent expert was Rabbi Tabrick (cryptologist) who said: "You can manipulate what you have (letters & numbers) in all kinds of directions & come up with all kinds of things." There was also another book 'The Bible Code' which used statistical analysis & computers to predict the atom bomb, President Kennedy's assassination etc. But Dr K Martin (lecturer in cryptography) demonstrated how other books could also be shown to predict events, e.g. the novel 'Moby Dick' and many other published works. I'm sure Robin Hood and Alice meets the fucking Wizard of Oz! They could also 'prove' to be apocalyptic - or apocryphal! Codes have been around forever. Like anagrams you can make of them what you will: "The painting of Da Vinci 'The Mona Lisa' is an anagram of the egyptian god Amon & Isis"

While I was watching the programme I saw one straight away: Mona Lisa - No Islam, a? Also anal, Alamo. Dan Rivers was also negligent. He did not copy on paper the carvings in Roslin Chapel, Scotland, which some claim to be musical notes, e.g. 'D natural.' So when Rivers visited a professor of music why didn't he show the copies and see if the professor could recreate identical patterns on a tin plate sprinkled with sand when a violin bow creates vibrations? Not important anyway! You can choose any mountain range & superimpose a stave - in order to compose a tune, making music out of mountains! Finally, the Leonardo fiasco series: 1+2=3+2=5.... You could go on forever & prove nothing. Ф & the golden ration 1.618 "showing nature is "graphically" perfect"? Simple observation proves every curve, every circle, every sphere in space is far from perfect - whatever the ideals of antiquity. How can there be such perfection when everything is constantly changing, even the human brain. In fact, nature proves its perfection through its 'imperfections.' CONTRAST.

I don't know to which church you belong, but as there is no proof, and never has been of any god I imagine it must be Lutheran blind faith: "Faith alone will save." Rather you than me!

I indicated in my last letter to you that it would probably be the last. Well, this one is.

 

JW

P.S. I prefer the American spelling: 'program.'

P.P.S. Calvin made even faith superfluous.

(No, I've never seen a ghost or a UFO)

Yes, I like 'pop.'
A popular song is a branching umbilical cord nourishing the people. I almost forgot - being facetious is acceptable, Constructive criticism is valuable, but the last telephone conversation we had you became offensive saying that if I'm so fucking clever why haven't I found a solution to 'cot deaths.' As I walked from the phone box I did find one answer to the problem: Why not suspend the infant in a perforated plastic/rubber leather sheet 6" to 10" above the cot's mattress? The perforations allowing the baby to breathe, even when lying face down. The blanket could be press-studded allowing baby to move but not the blanket - never put an infant in a straitjacket of swaddling clothes, as bad as smoking in its presence. The rectangular frame holding the 'sheet' would fit inside the cot's rails. A womb-like sleep!

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