PeniG
Justified & Ancient
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Steve Jefferson said:The stuff you said about Gestalten is extremely interesting, although I don't really know why intellectuals like to use German words for simple concepts. A Gestalt is a figure or shape or (at a stretch) a formation.
Um - because nobody speaks Latin anymore? What I wonder is, what do the poor German translators do when translating? Render the word back into English?
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What did you mean about these fairies being real? Who was John Connolly? I'm working with a bloke of that name on a project in Scotland at the moment and I can't think why anyone would want to take a shot at him.
Fairies: That's what Frances said when she was old and was asked about the photographs after Elsie died. According to her story, they used to see the fairies regularly, but the grownups wouldn't believe them. So they hoaxed the photos, the plan being to get the grownups to accept them and then say: "But there aren't any fairies" - basically showing the adults exactly how dumb they are. However, the adults fell for them so spectacularly that there was never a good time for the punch line. I *like* this story better than the alternatives, not only because I believe in fairies (more or less), but because it's so layered.
John Connally: Sorry, I'm used to people having the broad details of the JFK assassination in their general database, which is not necessarily true outside the US. Connally was governer of Texas and commandant of marines, the man sitting next to JFK in the motorcade and the other person struck by the "magic bullet." The theory that Oswald was aiming for him was put forward by one of the secret service men in the motorcade who was interviewed for an anniversary story a few years, and I fell in love with it at once. Oswald, the failed marine, arguably had more cause to shoot at Connally than Kennedy - and it's *so* completely in character for him to screw up in this spectacular fashion. Speaking as a writer, it's thematically wrong for Oswald, the archetypal loser, to become famous for something he actually intended to do.
As you see, evidence has little to do with this process. Belief is prompted by my sense of story, and I'd never try to convince anybody of my preferred scenarios. I only do it with things that aren't provable one way or another anyway.
As you'd expect given where I live, I have a terrific Alamo narrative, too, based partly on history, partly on folklore, partly on a disputed diary, and partly on a story told by a woman who also claimed to be over 100 years old. If you're going to tell a myth, give people something to sink their teeth into, I say.
And that's as far off-topic as I'm going right now.