Tony Heller Wrecked my Theory

I follow a blog by an electrical engineer who writes code and graphs data. The delightful part is that the unaltered data graphs he produces do not agree with theories pompously put forth by Doomsday Cassandras. In fact, Tony Heller takes on the entire panoply of Millerite doomcrying by unemployable ex-scientists whose theories invariably require the initiation of force. And he does it as competently as Petr Beckmann did while still alive.

Petr Beckmann was a young electrical engineer working on the same project as physicist Arthur C. Clarke toward the end of WWII. As described in the novel “Glide Path,” with radio and radar they guided RAF bombers returning from Germany to land safely. Beckmann held a grudge against all socialist invaders of Czechoslovakia, and his delightful Access to Energy newsletter and book on nuclear safety weakened their efforts to trick Americans into disarming or crippling their own power plants. Watching RealClimateScience.com dismantle perpetrators of hoaxes is a delight.

Suddenly Heller comes up with these Zapruder frames of the Kennedy assassination showing what looks like a luminous circle. I tried, like others, to imagine they were sunlight reflecting off of fragments.  I had a personal stake in the thing not being real. After years of research on the Kennedy assassination I was working on a fiction novella requiring only two snipers. That bright dot was not at all consistent with my theory or partial manuscript, and would require rewrites and edits. Finally, the dot would not go away. It recalled another video looking northwest from the south side of Dealey Plaza in which a flash of light at the picket fence was surmised to be evidence of a shooter firing at the President from behind a flimsy fence. But my fictional theory required only two snipers. From its height, Occam and I could loftily look down theories requiring more than two assassins and scornfully dismiss that flash. But the troublesome shiny dot ruined my manuscript by introducing reasonable doubt.

How was I supposed to know that gunslingers fancied putting mercury in bullets? But people act on all sorts of wrong beliefs. Police rushed up the slope at the north end of the grassy bridge abutment, perhaps with good reason. Yes there are holes in mobster Files’ story, but none so large as the politicians’ theory that had prompted me to work out a different explanation. Reasonable doubt has now wrecked my story before it was ready to publish–luckily for me. I pity people like Gavin and Gore, whose published documendacities Mr Heller has unpityingly gored. But I can’t help noticing that none of them find fault with his arguments or dispute the unimbellished data he presents. They could show a little gratitude to someone able to correct their papers. After all Gottlob Frege had the good grace to thank Bertrand Russell for derailing his mathematical work. Unfortunately, Frege, like Gore, Gavin and wishful thinkers on the IIPC had already published their errors.

If you ever need an experienced translator of forensic reports, death certificates and autopsy results from Portuguese or Spanish, look me up. I also write fiction about politicians and such.

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