Ako si malo pratio ono sto sam do sada pisao onda bi znao da ja rijetko izostavljam reference i linkove (zato i napomenuh
"ako te zanima potrudim se da je pronadjem", jel'.), zato nema potrebe za
"A ZAŠTO SVE OVO svae tvoje tvrdnje se svode da je to negdje neko nešto ali eto bez pravog linka ili citata"., al' et'...
Nego, da vidimo:
trimi68 wrote:NIN wrote:
Ovako,
ticano za prvi link mogu reci sljedece:
Postoji slucaj kada je jedan teorijski fizicar tvrdio da je vec duze vrijeme u kontaktu sa vanzemaljcima. Profesor je bio jako cijenjen u svojoj akademskoj zajednici tako da se ista potrudila da mu pomogne sto je nakraju rezultiralo time da su angazirali eminentnog psihijatra da ispita slucaj. Da ne duljim, kako je profesor bio iznimne inteligencije psihijatru je slucaj postao zanimljiv (prvenstveno radi nedostatka konvencionalnih metoda tokom evaluacije i tretmana na koje je profesor bio prilicno imun) i tako ga je profesor uvjerio u svoju pricu sto je na koncu rezultiralo da je psihijatar bio ubjedjen u pricu o profesorovim vanzemaljcima. Kada mu je profesor otkrio tajnu da je sve izmislio psihijatar je napisao knjigu o ovom slucaju (ako te zanima potrudim se da je pronadjem).
Mene zanima i daj kakv link
Psihijatar kojeg sam pomenuo iznad je Dr. Robert Lindner. Njegova knjiga koju spomenuh je sazetak nekih njegovih psihoanalitickih radova u kojoj je, izmedju ostalog, spomenut i ovaj zanimljiv slucaj koji je ustvari naglasen u knjizi kao tipican primjer
agresivnog kontratransfera - znacajan segment psihijatrijske (psihoanaliticke) dijagnostike. Knjiga je
"Fifty minute hour" :
"[...]a psychoanalyst named Robert Lindner, had been called by the Los Alamos National Laboratory to treat a brilliant young nuclear physicist whose delusional system was beginning to interfere with his secret government research. The physicist (given the pseudonym Kirk Allen) had, it turned out, another life besides making nuclear weapons: In the far future, he confided, he piloted (or will pilot —the tenses get a little addled) interstellar spacecraft. He enjoyed rousing, swashbuckling adventures on planets of other stars. He was "lord" of many worlds. Perhaps they called him Captain Kirk. Not only could he "remember" this other life; he could also enter into it whenever he chose. By thinking in the right way, by wishing, he could transport himself across the light-years and the centuries.[...]
[...]Then a strange thing happened: "The materials of Kirk's psychosis and the Achilles heel of my personality met and meshed like the gears of a clock." The psychoanalyst became a co-conspirator in his patient's delusion. He began to reject psychological explanations of Allen's story. How sure are we that it couldn't really be true? He found himself defending the notion that another life, that of a spacefarer in the far future, could be entered into by a simple effort of the will.
At a startlingly rapid rate . . . larger and larger areas of my mind were being taken over by the fantasy. .. With Kirk's puzzled assistance I was taking part in cosmic adventures, sharing the exhilaration of the sweeping extravaganza he had plotted.
But eventually, an even stranger thing happened: Concerned for the well-being of his therapist, and mustering admirable reserves of integrity and courage, Kirk Allen confessed: He had made the whole thing up. It had roots in his lonely childhood and his unsuccessful relationships with women. He had shaded, and then forgotten, the boundary between reality and imagination. Filling in plausible details and weaving a rich tapestry about other worlds was challenging and exhilarating. He was sorry he had led Lindner down this primrose path.
"Why," the psychiatrist asked, "why did you pretend? Why did you keep on telling me. . . ?"
"Because I felt I had to," the physicist replied. "Because I felt you wanted me to."[...]
Carl Sagan,
The Demon-Hounted World, 1996, p. 175, 176.
Na linku ispod imate dodatne informacije o ovom slucaju (
The Case of Kirk Allen, by Jacques Vallee):
http://www.brainsturbator.com/articles/ ... es_vallee/
trimi68 wrote:NIN wrote:A sto se tice krugova u zitu to je barem davno razotkriveno! Dvojica Britanaca koji su pokrenuli sav taj cirkus (na ideju su dosli sjedeci jedno poslijepodne u pubu, svlaceci pivcuge iz dosade, kako oni sami kazu) su priznali, demonstrirali i mislim cak i napisali knjigu o svom tom zijanu, prvenstveno pokrenutim iz dosade. Kasnije su bili zabezeknuti kada su uvidjeli da i nakon njihovog priznanja ljudi ustvari ne vjeruju njima nego i dalje ustrajavaju u svom vjerovanju da su tvorci geometrijskih oblika na poljima sirom planete ustvari vanzemaljci.
Sto ti je ljudska opcinjenost misterijom.
Pozdrav...
ovo me još više zanima daj kakav link ili bar naslov knjige
A ZAŠTO SVE OVO svae tvoje tvrdnje se svode da je to negdje neko nešto ali eto bez pravog linka ili citata
"[...]In 1991,
Doug Bower and
Dave Chorley, two blokes from Southampton, announced they had been making crop figures for 15 years. They dreamed it up over stout one evening in their regular pub, The Percy Hobbes. They had been amused by UFO reports and thought it might be fun to spoof the UFO gullibles. At first they flattened the wheat with the heavy steel bar that Bower used as a security device on the back door of his picture framing shop. Later on they used planks and ropes. Their first efforts took only a few minutes. But, being inveterate pranksters as well as serious artists, the challenge began to grow on them. Gradually, they designed and executed more and more demanding figures.
At first no one seemed to notice. There were no media reports. Their artforms were neglected by the tribe of UFOlogists. They were on the verge of abandoning crop circles to move on to some other, more emotionally rewarding hoax.
Suddenly crop circles caught on. UFOlogists fell for it hook, line, and sinker. Bower and Chorley were delighted — especially when scientists and others began to announce their considered judgment that no merely human intelligence could be responsible.
Carefully they planned each nocturnal excursion—sometimes following meticulous diagrams they had prepared in watercolors. They closely tracked their interpreters. When a local meteorologist deduced a kind of whirlwind because all of the crops were deflected downward in a clockwise circle, they confounded him by making a new figure with an exterior ring flattened counterclockwise.
Soon other crop figures appeared in southern England and elsewhere. Copycat hoaxsters had appeared. Bower and Chorley carved out a responsive message in wheat: "WEARENOTALONE." Even this some took to be a genuine extraterrestrial message (although it would have been better had it read "YOUARENOTALONE"). Doug and Dave began signing their artworks with two Ds; even this was attributed to a mysterious alien purpose. Bower's nocturnal disappearances aroused the suspicions of his wife Ilene. Only with great difficulty—Ilene accompanying Dave and Doug one night, and then joining the credulous in admiring their handiwork next day—was she convinced that his absences were, in this sense, innocent.
Eventually Bower and Chorley tired of the increasingly elaborate Prank. While in excellent physical condition, they were both in their sixties now and a little old for nocturnal commando operations in the fields of unknown and often unsympathetic farmers. They may have been annoyed at the fame and fortune accrued by those who merely photographed their art and announced aliens to be the artists. And they became worried that if they delayed much longer, no statement of theirs would be believed.
So they confessed. They demonstrated to reporters how they made even the most elaborate insectoid patterns. You might think that never again would it be argued that a sustained hoax over many years is impossible, and never again would we hear that no one could possibly be motivated to deceive the gullible into thinking that aliens exist.
But the media paid brief attention. Cerealogists urged them to go easy; after all, they were depriving many of the pleasure of imagining wondrous happenings.
Since then, other crop circle hoaxers have kept at it, but mostly in a more desultory and less inspired manner.
As always, the confession of the hoax is greatly overshadowed by the sustained initial excitement. Many have heard of the pictograms in cereal grains and their alleged UFO connection, but draw a blank when the names of Bower and Chorley or the very idea that the whole business may be a hoax are raised. An informative expose by the journalist Jim Schnabel (Round in Circles; Penguin Books, 1994) —from which much of my account is taken — is in print. Schnabel joined the cerealogists early and in the end made a few successful pictograms himself. (He prefers a garden roller to a wooden plank, and found that simply stomping grain with one's feet does an acceptable job.) But Schnabel's work, which one reviewer called "the funniest book I've read in ages," had only modest success.
Demons sell; hoaxers are boring and in bad taste.[...]"
Carl Sagan,
The Demon-Hounted World, 1996, p. 75, 76.
Doug Bower - one of the original circlemakers
Knjigu (
Round in Circles: Poltergeists, Pranksters, and the Secret History of the Cropwatchers) o ovim ublehama je napisao (kao sto mozes i sam vidjeti u isjecku iz Saganove knjige) Jim Schnabel,
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_b?url ... in+Circles
Pozdrav...
. bas bi bilo super malo razbiti monotoniju i shvatiti da mi nismo najbolji 
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peace
