“Crystal energy is high on the vibrational scale of Angstrom units”??? What the *hell* does that mean?

Sometimes blog posts practically write themselves.

The Spouse pointed out this exquisitely beautiful pile of selenium crystals, and an exquisitely high pile of pseudo-scientific horse manure:

(Notes: #1–I refuse to redact the names of the guilty. #2–My Facebook language setting is “Pirate”.)

The picture of the crystals is real; it was taken in the selenite crystal chambers in the old Naica Mine in Mexico.

The commentary about the crystals is not real; it’s from the mind of someone who cannot take her reality straight without a chaser of wishful thinking and a tumbler-full of complete bullshit.

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I’m betting not so much

Do you think they’ll still like me after this?

UPDATE: Wait, wait, there’s more juicy conversation here:

UPDATE THE SECOND: They’ve deleted my comments and have shaken a stern finger at me:

I didn’t bother to censor any of the names this time. Note also that I don’t offer sufficiently respectful dialog. I’m not sure how much more respectful my language could have been; I could have been rude as hell, with a big dash of scorn tossed in. I sure as hell am more respectful about proper syntax than they are.

Become a Facebook fan today!

Most of our political representatives in Washington have Facebook pages, and what better a way is there to show how much you care than to become a fan of your representative?

I became a fan of Michele Bachmann, because as Sun Tzu wisely said:

Know thine enemy better than thou knowest thyself.

Or, perhaps more accurately, Michael Corleone said:

Keep your friends close. Keep your enemies closer.

The saddest part, it’s all a con

I’ve never been very enthused about social networks. I’ve done a little online dating stuff in the past, and I have a Facebook account, but I just do not get very excited about the entire concept.

That being said, a Facebook page came my way the other day that I think might be worth sharing.  Here’s the first couple of paragraphs:


How do you know if you, or someone you know, is an Indigo or Crystal Child or Adult?

We will describe the main features and characteristics of these people. But we want to stress that the Indigo/Crystal phenomenon is the next step in our evolution as a human species. We are all, in some way, becoming more like the Indigo and Crystal people. They are here to show us the way, and so the information can be applied more generally to all of us as we make the transition to the next stage of our growth and evolution.

I suspect most of you can see where this is going.

Here’s a bit more of this pseudoscientific crackpot-edness:

The Crystal Children began to appear on the planet from about 2000, although some date them slightly earlier. These are extremely powerful children, whose main purpose is to take us to the next level in our evolution, and reveal to us our inner power and divinity.


The Indigo and Crystal children that come to the planet are known as “starchildren”. Often this is because their souls are more at home in the stars, and they have not incarnated on Earth before. They come at this time as a “special assignment” team to assist Earth and her inhabitants with their transition and rebirth as a higher dimensional “New Earth”.

Enough. I am sure you get the drift of this. If you want to read the rest of this nauseating slop, be my guest.

Parents (mostly) love and adore their children, and want them to be “special”. (At what age do children lose the specialness? If they don’t lose it, then all adults are also “special”, and the whole damned thing loses any meaning.)

The article mentions that the perceived “outbreak” of autism in the last 30 years is coincident with the “outbreak” of indigo, crystal, and rainbow children. These folk see no coincidence.

I see a bunch of gullibility and self-delusion, mixed with a stiff shot of Barnum Effect. I also see parents who retreat to this delusion to avoid getting legitimate medical and psychiatric help for their damaged children.


And you want to know the saddest thing about this entire sordid pile of steaming crap? If you go to the home page for the link that’s at the bottom of the Facebook page, you get a virus checker warning that the site links to a known script exploitation site. (That’s computer-ese for “stay the fuck away from that page”.)

A second chance?

(Names in this post are changed to protect the guilty.)

I recently defriended “Louise” from my Facebook account. (The whys and wherefores aren’t that important.) I did it quietly, without fuss, and moved on with life.

Now she wants to be friends again:

“I am not sure why you defriended me…But you know as well as I do, everyone deserves a second chance.” [emphasis mine]

That last sentence struck me when I first read it, and I’m still rather struck by it.

As a matter of fact, Louise, I don’t know as well as you do that everyone deserves a second chance.

I put the question to readers:

Do people who offend you (or offend others) deserve a second chance?