“Planets are round. The Earth is not one of them.” ~ Flat Earth Twitter Handle
I was going to talk about Daniel Shenton, the Flat Earth Society President who was responsible for yet another reawakening of the Flat Earth in the early part of this century and Mark Sargent who is clearly less of a Flat Earth supporter and more of an active science denier that cares more about being famous than he does about his principles and belief systems, and then I was going to continue this series on through three parts, where I engage the mathematical evaluations of Eratosthenes and his more modern Flat Earth rivalry with Wilbur Glen Voliva but I realized, geezus, what a colossal waste of my time!
sit tight for the dramatic conclusion of This Flat Earth Thing!
I have continued my research on This Flat Earth Thing and the more I read about it the more absurd it gets, there is no scientific or religious argument(s) to support Flat Earthery; the two most common arguments that I run in to are:
1.) There’s no way that gravity can support the southern hemisphere from falling into the void of space.
2.) The appearances of--that the Earth is flat, while the sun and moon are spherical.
Like every conspiracy theory and Sci-Fi narrative there are pleas of reason, there is a certain degree of legitimacy to particular claims and those claims can be rationally argued and supported, however, when additional arguments are raised to counter appended Flat Earth theories instead of being substantiated, flat earth refutes are being invented, therefore you, and your senseless ideals have resolutely reached an impasse, at which point it’s time to take your ball and saunter home with your tail tucked between your legs, take responsibility for your idiocy, accept a pitch of laurel in your accountability find your nearest travel agent and see the whole baseball-shaped world.
The basis of the first argument, ironically enough, is founded on the premise that gravity must exist; it is unimaginable to Flat Earthers that space is a void, not just empty but, quite literally pointless, it is aimless, it is directionless; therefore the “southern hemisphere” isn’t actually a southern most point, it is simply a frame of reference established to provide us with a geographically universal vantage; for the argument to be validated space, itself would have to be a hoax, so the next “logical” argument for the Flat Earthery community is to suggest that we’re not actually skyrocketing upwards through space, rather that we exist in a curved-like shell resting motionless on something, “Nobody yet knows on what, exactly.” Until, that is, of course, that this shell gets up and just walks away, won't we be surprised! Taking the exposition literally is demonstrably stupid.
The second argument makes even less sense, why we would assume, if both the sun and the moon are obviously spherical that the earth is not? I cannot get past this claim. I mean, the idea is based entirely on observational ques, right? And, yet we know that things exists beyond our line of sight, because we’ve seen them, they are not simply obstructed by obstructions they just suddenly appear, as if some unexplained curvature existed in our angle of perception; if you have ever driven through the southwestern United States, or any distance greater than ten miles, you know, without a shadow of a doubt that this is true. How do these people vehemently deny that?
Clearly, Flat Earthers have nothing to actually support their belief, which is to say that this theory isn’t actually a theory or a belief at all, but rather a particularly deeply-rooted distrust in science; it’s anti-belief. It’s channeled atheism.
Although The “Flat Earth Theory” is gaining traction, yes but not because people actually believe the Earth is flat, they prefer instead to remain suspicious of governments and scientists and corporations; the Flat Earth concept is more of a facade, a guise for an ambiguous collective of conspiracy theorists who use the “Flat Earth” theory in the same way that Fight Clubs might have a secret accord: a handshake or a code word, and it’s so phenomenally absurd that it has all the rest of us going, “WTF are these people!” and leave us chasing our tails trying to find some insight as to why anyone would support such a blatantly outlandish idea that we get overwhelmingly exhausted by the nonsense and we just give up. "...no, but during a Lunar eclipse, when the Earth is between the Moon and the Sun the shadow on the Moon is rou.....AAHHHHH!!"
Because we all know that the first rule of such associations is that you don’t talk about it.
So, I’m just not going to talk about it…
ps. If I go missing, because I have uncovered some startling underworld truth, I want you all to know that it was the Flat Earth Society; start your inquiries with Daniel Shenton and Mark Sargent and the rest of the New Order Illuminati!
Pps. Why are there no direct flights in the Southern Hemisphere?
“We call them cool those hearts that have no scars to show, the ones that never do let go, and risk the tables being turned.
We call them fools who have to dance within the flames, who chance the sorrow and the shame, that always comes with getting burned...
We call them strong those who can face this world alone, who seem to get by on their own, those who will never take the fall
We call them weak, who are unable to resist the slightest chance love might exist and for that forsake it all...”
Throughout the course of our time here most of us will find only one or two things that we might actively fight for; a something that will tear us from our routines and the normalcy of our lives and motivate us to be better, to love bolder, and to chance what loss or heartache might follow.
Many of us won’t even take the risk, we may never even notice the opportunity as it compasses us, we’ll cling instead to what’s familiar and to what’s comfortable—to what’s habitual, as if life was meant only to be survived, paused within a long drawn out breath, gravely from the vantage of a treadmill in a fitness center, sometimes paced at a slow crawl and others at a dead sprint surrounded, still by idleness and perpetual atrophy, where we are shaped by the seasons, only and stale time neither experienced nor savored, just constant, day-in, and day-out, and empty; no, not safe, but numb
Because life is a test; an opportunity, it’s not something to be waited out safely withstood within the perimeters of systems and bureaucracy, indifference and Ardorless connections. We are vindicated by Risk! Without risk we are not challenged, and without challenge we cannot learn, and without awareness we cannot grow.
It’s easy to be desirous of a thing without intention or discipline or understanding or faith, simply to want and to justify the appetite with “love” and craving, to lust impulsively without growth, without awareness, without conduct, without valor. It’s paramount to recognize the distinction between your longing and the realization of that fulfillment.
When you challenge yourself to labor for what you’re passionate about, it’s true you may not prevail, at least accomplishment may not look like what you anticipated; there will be sorrow, and shame, and doubt, and injury you will get burned but your scars are a prize, in honor of who you are not who you were, living in our past denies us both of present and a future, and offers us only lingering prayers of a sought tomorrow, unrealized.
Throughout the course of our time here most of us will find only one or two things that we might actively fight for; a something that will tear us from our routines and the normalcy of our lives and motivate us to be better, to love bolder, and to chance what loss or heartache might follow. If, and when you find that something to fight for resolve to do so with all of your heart, all of your poise, and all of your conviction and regardless of your awaited outcome you will have gained, in the Risk and the Chance of having dared the flames.
“There’s this love that is burning deep in my soul constantly yearning to get out of control wanting to fly higher and higher I can’t abide standing outside the fire.”
“But you have to be tough when consumed by desire ‘cause it’s not enough just to stand outside the fire.”
“Life is not tried, it is merely survived if you’re standing outside the fire.”
“Too much social distancing is going to push these Flat Earthers right over the edge.”
I have spent the morning watching and reading various notions on the belief that the earth is flat. However, I’m still teetering on the edge. It comes across as a little too two dimensional, if you ask me; haha, like flat as in the Earth, like a two dimensional earth. Do ya get it? Good, cause the puns are going to get more complicated.
What I’ve discovered is that Samuel Birley Rowbotham is, essentially, the L. Ron Hubbard of the Flat Earthery community, from what I gather during my brief history of research this morning, is that S. Bir Rowbotham waded out into shallows of the Old Bedford River in Cambridgeshire U.K. with a telescope balanced in his arms to eye the curvature of the earth through an unstable glass lens as a boat sailed away in the near distance. Now, because he wasn’t able to see the hull of the boat detrude in the horizon he concluded that the earth was flat, obviously because that’s generally my first instinct when weird shit happens and I can’t quite explain it; a curvature in the earth should have, and absolutely does decrease your vision of an object as it disappears in the distance.
Rowbotham is considered an English inventor and writer, according to Wikipedia, which is pseudo reliable, at best, the thing is that I cannot, for the life of me, uncover a single thing that this Rowbotham character invented, ever. Except for popularizing the concept of THE FLAT EARTH; which is to say, I suppose, that Rowbotham 'invented' the flat earth. And just the epistemological and stoic profundity of such ideology is a red pill kind of speculum.
My favorite part of the Bedford Level Experiment - this is what they called Rowbotham wading into the waters of the Bedford river with a telescope - however, is that Rowbotham published his findings in a book he titled, Zetetic Astronomy: Earth Not a Globe by Parallax.
Zetetique is an application of the scientific method used to investigate paranormal phenomena (I hope that’s not lost on anyone, because I find that to be outrageously fantastic), he recognized how incredibly outlandish his own study was, and if you need further proof of that recognition he published the book under the pseudonym, Parallax! F*cking parallax! Parallax! Parallax is, as if I should even bother to define it, “the displacement or difference in the ‘apparent’ position of an object viewed along two different lines of sight...blah, blah blah.” which is a scientific explanation for an optical illusion, which makes it that much better!
Rowbotham published his own bizarre findings in a book that by all semantic means, was titled, Paranormal Astronomy: Earth Not a Globe by Batman...
The only general concession regarding S. Bir Rowbotham is that he was a phenomenal orator, the man could capture a persons' attention and squeeze the sphere out of it; he could debate a concept until it unceasingly orbits your subconscious and planets itself in your mind. After all Rowbotham has captured the apple of millions of gyres all "around the globe..."
But don't take my word for it, see for yourself in for Part II of "This Flat Earth Thing"
Coming up who is Mark Sargent? And why does he matter? I'm almost too excited I'm having trouble thinking up a dramatic cliffhanger!
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