AFAIK, the scientific and statistical consensus is that remote viewing is worth precisely nothing. That said, isn’t remote viewing supposed to work like … the psychic
sees what he’s looking for, then can look around, find landmarks, then give precise directions to it? Narrowing it down to a few hundred square kilometers north of Yosemite because “Steve might have wanted to do some sightseeing over Yosemite National Park on the way back to the Flying M Ranch, so took a detour in that direction” seems more like un-psychic guesswork than remote viewing.
Ed Dames seems as a shadow of his former charlatan self. No more predictions down-to-the-year-and-season predictions of the end of nearly all life on earth, deadly fungus bioweapons launched from comets, or other creative stuff – just a rather lame “we’ll give authorities a more detailed fix of Fossett if they ask”.
Seriously, though, Fossett’s death, which seems more certain as time passes and searches, conventional and
Mechanical Turk-based, come up empty, saddens me more than I expected. After years of chortling when his balloons, etc. left him in dire need of rescue at sea, and grumbling about him being more of a guy with too much money than a real pilot at his successes, I realize I really do admire Fossett. Of all the billionaires of whom I’ve heard, his behavior seems closest to how I imagine I’d behave if I were one, striving to set records in vehicles of all sorts.
Assuming he doesn’t turn up alive – which seems increasingly unlikely - the world’s a slightly less colorful place for me without Steve Fossett. I’ll miss him.
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Re: The search for Steve Fossett is over
semantics is not always just pedantic quibbling. ~ douglas r. hofstadter
