"I misspoke" does not mean they lied lied, rather, it means something like, "explain YouTube to me again, please." And "I misremembered" means, "I also remember things occurring in a vacuum, it was events + me, no pilot, no crew, no assistants, no other parties. And now you are telling me there are other people and they have their own memories of events, and I cannot control what everyone says? Poop."
What is amazing is his thinking he can get away with that forever. I suppose he thought that because he did get away with it for so long.
What went wrong? One braggadocio too many? I read the story and it begs, what took so long?
The soldiers didn't speak up until now. I guess originally they were willing to give him a pass. But when Williams kept repeating it, they finally had enough.
Aso, I did not watch the video nanner nanner nanner because I have epistemic closure, and I got it hard. The internal drill sergeant intervened and said, "Oh hail no." Letterman gets said "no" to so many times it is now automatic.
This was offered earlier with the link, [Check out Brian Wilson tell his story in sociopathic detail.] Inducement like that how can one resist?
Both are avoided so well for so long and now I am given something to marvel at, something to be mad about, a combination of things, Letterman and Williams, watch this delusion, after all that for so long.
Maybe I will some day.
I cannot think about serious things. It's wrong for my psychology. I should think about happy things instead. I honestly believe that is the way to better health.
The thing about patio containers is if you pick up things at the best to pick up things places then you will end up having what everyone sees.
The very large flat deck at Mozaic has large patio planters of the sort I am interested in, not large enough, and not enough of them for the scale of the deck, an insufficient patio container effort, the moment I saw them I thought, "Home Depot."
Too bad. The bizarre and wildly varying eclectic collection of large glazed containers at Tim's house is what inspired this whole thing. But we were there because Tim killed himself so he is not around to inspire anyone further nor assist in acquisition, he would have had a wholesaler's license and all the contacts, nor around anymore to answer questions and I do have a million.
It takes a lot of thought in picking things out. Because not everybody can have a chunk of pre-Columbian architecture hollowed out and repurposed as planter. And if you saw one of those at Home Depot that would mean everybody has a hollowed out chunk of pre-Columbian architecture in their yard like a duck or a gnome or a windmill or stork, or white stacking chair or what have you.
Thumbing through books my eyes go directly to the oddest things, sometimes broken, often out of place and anachronistic but never featured, rather, discovered by spending time in the space.
Some plants have already died. Some plants are already replaced. 72 plants were delayed a full month by me doing the wrong thing, they were given a heating blanket instead of provided a cold room, duh, now that is fixed they are beginning to germinate. But they've been re-seeded anyway because it was not clear if they'd live. They did live, so now there is double of those. There are vegetables that I actually eat, flowers, and herbs that I actually use in cooking. The idea for now is to massively over-plant the whole place. Completely overdo the whole thing like fucking Nebakanezer II, and I mean it.
So that means more pots. I just saw a good one yesterday on Craigslist. Except it's brown. That sort of thing.
The problem with this project is the commitment. It means I will be water boy all season. There will be no skipping days.
And if any travel comes up, any whatsoever, then I'll need help automating a system.
Williams is the one who does the "I've got your 6 (six?)" commercials with all the celebrities, right? That spot has always creeped me out because I've always thought that if there is one group of people who do not have the backs of our service men and women it's them. I could be wrong, of course.
Stolen honor, or maybe something along those lines.
Perhaps the evolutionary psychology spin on it would be that it's adaptive to unthinkingly follow leaders who seem to have some sort of magical power to survive danger. You stick with Og, and do his bidding, and your genes have a better chance of getting passed on.
Dogs are carnivores, so maybe all dog poop smells like meat, come to think of it. Perhaps dogs have preferences. Poop that smells like bison is better than poop that smells like possum.
That evolutionary psychology guy talked a lot about "parasite loads."
Maybe that's it. Maybe the dogs are diagnosing each other to see it they need to get de-wormed.
The science is now pretty much settled that dogs first became domesticated because they greatly valued our access to Sentinel® Spectrum Tasty Chews (milbemycin oxime, praziquantel, lufenuron).
I actually can believe people mis-remember things like this. I've read things about this over the years. People tell stories that started out true, the details shift, and things that happened near them, to others, become mixed in.
I know, I know -- how do you get mixed up about being shot down? Well, I don't know; but if you truly had been shot at, and been in other perilous situations in war, then it's not as though you're describing something utterly remote from your true experiences.
Now, what interests me is this: when people started challenging him on this story, why did he give in so quickly? If I were someone who got honestly mixed up about a memory...
Well, in fact, I am. A couple of times I remembered a movie scene -- very vividly -- only to find out, to my consternation, it wasn't actually how I remembered. But until I was confronted with the actual tape, I stood my ground. If Mr. Williams, likewise, genuinely believed what he was saying was true, why wouldn't he do the same. Curiously, he threw in the towel pretty quickly. Why? Humility seems only remotely possible.
Regardless, he should resign. First, because he was so snotty about anyone challenging his objectivity. But really, because his job is all about credibility. Let's just pretend he really did somehow, innocently, convince himself of a false experience. Oh, how sad; too bad you can't be a news reporter anymore!
A couple of times I remembered a movie scene -- very vividly -- only to find out, to my consternation, it wasn't actually how I remembered.
Me too. It's quite upsetting.
I'm not nearly smart enough to understand it, but from what I gather, the thinking now is that we don't pull memories like a letter from a vast office mail sorter. It's more like we construct the memory on the spot by grabbing bits and pieces from all over our brains. Errors creep in.
The research on implanting false memory is truly discouraging. Apparently, experiments have been done where they'll simulate a crime and then interview witnesses. Ask the witness if the suspect was wearing a necktie and the witness will answer no.
Later on, the interviewer says something like, "Wait a minute. My notes are a bit confused. You said the suspect was wearing a tie. What color was it again?"
And an alarming percentage of people will come up with a color and they're not lying about it.
I'm no expert. That's all just off the top of my head.
He lies for a living, what do you expect? They all lie so he expects the other liars to cover for him and the liars in the audience to accept his lies even when they are disclosed to be lies and the other liars in the media to not make this a big deal. All part of living the lie ... for the greater good. All for one and one for all.
He has told this story, and who knows what other lies (Katrina stories?), over and over and over to solidify his credibility and probably his ego as well. This is not a matter of merely misremembering. He should be canned immediately because he is a braggart and a liar and cannot be trusted with any authority. But I predict he won't be fired and he will continue to deliver the "news" (such information that Brian Williams has decided the peasants need to hear).
Williams, Hillary, Obama, Dan Rather, Pelosi, Reid, Fauxcahontas, Bill Clinton, Sharpton, Gore, Edwards, Michael Moore, Wiener
I would add a certain retired federal district court judge who told the same lie for years about how his brother was shot and killed by white racists when they were growing up in the south. Someone having that same last name was shot and killed by white racists and had a brother - but it wasn't the judge.
The lies seem to come in 3 overlapping categories: 1. Self-aggrandizement of an already powerful person to justify/burnish their cred [I have power because I was fortunate, or failed upward, and now I'd like to pretend I'm more meritorious than I actually am]; and/or 2. Covering for gross and inconvenient personal deviations from the progressive narrative; and/or 3. Commercial gain.
I've had the experience, among a tight group of friends with many oft retold stories, of hearing my story told by another as if it happened to her. After initial annoyance I chose to be flattered. It was a very good story, well crafted. But isn't that how narrative overwhelms fact?
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When the facts debunk the legend, print the facts.
Williams, Hillary, Obama, Dan Rather, Pelosi, Reid, Faucahantas, Bill Clinton, Sharpton, Gore, Edwards, Michael Moore, Wiener, ...
It's all so fucking gross to be in that club.
All libs lie. Hillary and her dodging sniper fire. Warren and her Indian bullshit. They have to lie, that's all they have.
How the hell do you "misremember" getting shot down?
Unless is pathological and he wasn't caught until now.
Evidently, he told the same bullshit story to Letterman in 2013, who ate the bs up.
Found the Letterman video. Thanks AllenS
"I misspoke" does not mean they lied lied, rather, it means something like, "explain YouTube to me again, please." And "I misremembered" means, "I also remember things occurring in a vacuum, it was events + me, no pilot, no crew, no assistants, no other parties. And now you are telling me there are other people and they have their own memories of events, and I cannot control what everyone says? Poop."
What is amazing is his thinking he can get away with that forever. I suppose he thought that because he did get away with it for so long.
What went wrong? One braggadocio too many? I read the story and it begs, what took so long?
The soldiers didn't speak up until now. I guess originally they were willing to give him a pass. But when Williams kept repeating it, they finally had enough.
Aso, I did not watch the video nanner nanner nanner because I have epistemic closure, and I got it hard. The internal drill sergeant intervened and said, "Oh hail no." Letterman gets said "no" to so many times it is now automatic.
This was offered earlier with the link, [Check out Brian Wilson tell his story in sociopathic detail.] Inducement like that how can one resist?
Both are avoided so well for so long and now I am given something to marvel at, something to be mad about, a combination of things, Letterman and Williams, watch this delusion, after all that for so long.
Maybe I will some day.
I cannot think about serious things. It's wrong for my psychology. I should think about happy things instead. I honestly believe that is the way to better health.
The thing about patio containers is if you pick up things at the best to pick up things places then you will end up having what everyone sees.
The very large flat deck at Mozaic has large patio planters of the sort I am interested in, not large enough, and not enough of them for the scale of the deck, an insufficient patio container effort, the moment I saw them I thought, "Home Depot."
Too bad. The bizarre and wildly varying eclectic collection of large glazed containers at Tim's house is what inspired this whole thing. But we were there because Tim killed himself so he is not around to inspire anyone further nor assist in acquisition, he would have had a wholesaler's license and all the contacts, nor around anymore to answer questions and I do have a million.
It takes a lot of thought in picking things out. Because not everybody can have a chunk of pre-Columbian architecture hollowed out and repurposed as planter. And if you saw one of those at Home Depot that would mean everybody has a hollowed out chunk of pre-Columbian architecture in their yard like a duck or a gnome or a windmill or stork, or white stacking chair or what have you.
Thumbing through books my eyes go directly to the oddest things, sometimes broken, often out of place and anachronistic but never featured, rather, discovered by spending time in the space.
Some plants have already died. Some plants are already replaced. 72 plants were delayed a full month by me doing the wrong thing, they were given a heating blanket instead of provided a cold room, duh, now that is fixed they are beginning to germinate. But they've been re-seeded anyway because it was not clear if they'd live. They did live, so now there is double of those. There are vegetables that I actually eat, flowers, and herbs that I actually use in cooking. The idea for now is to massively over-plant the whole place. Completely overdo the whole thing like fucking Nebakanezer II, and I mean it.
So that means more pots. I just saw a good one yesterday on Craigslist. Except it's brown. That sort of thing.
The problem with this project is the commitment. It means I will be water boy all season. There will be no skipping days.
And if any travel comes up, any whatsoever, then I'll need help automating a system.
Williams, not Wilson. Sorry
Williams is the one who does the "I've got your 6 (six?)" commercials with all the celebrities, right? That spot has always creeped me out because I've always thought that if there is one group of people who do not have the backs of our service men and women it's them. I could be wrong, of course.
Chip, you ever think of making your own hypertufa pots?
He and Hillary must belong to the same VFW chapter.
Stolen honor, or maybe something along those lines.
Perhaps the evolutionary psychology spin on it would be that it's adaptive to unthinkingly follow leaders who seem to have some sort of magical power to survive danger. You stick with Og, and do his bidding, and your genes have a better chance of getting passed on.
Hell, Jesus survived even death. Not bad.
I always figured that dogs smell each others' backsides because they're getting a fix on the other dogs' diet.
Your poop smells like meat? Cool. Let's be friends.
I have absolutely no science to back that up, whatsoever.
Dogs are carnivores, so maybe all dog poop smells like meat, come to think of it. Perhaps dogs have preferences. Poop that smells like bison is better than poop that smells like possum.
That evolutionary psychology guy talked a lot about "parasite loads."
Maybe that's it. Maybe the dogs are diagnosing each other to see it they need to get de-wormed.
The science is now pretty much settled that dogs first became domesticated because they greatly valued our access to Sentinel® Spectrum Tasty Chews (milbemycin oxime, praziquantel, lufenuron).
The cavemen got it through Lem's Amazon Portal!
The entire cast of nightly news talent are all on loan from the democrat party. Lying comes with...
Funny how nobody ever misremembers things in a way that makes them look bad. Just like people rarely undercharge you by "mistake".
Lem:
I actually can believe people mis-remember things like this. I've read things about this over the years. People tell stories that started out true, the details shift, and things that happened near them, to others, become mixed in.
I know, I know -- how do you get mixed up about being shot down? Well, I don't know; but if you truly had been shot at, and been in other perilous situations in war, then it's not as though you're describing something utterly remote from your true experiences.
Now, what interests me is this: when people started challenging him on this story, why did he give in so quickly? If I were someone who got honestly mixed up about a memory...
Well, in fact, I am. A couple of times I remembered a movie scene -- very vividly -- only to find out, to my consternation, it wasn't actually how I remembered. But until I was confronted with the actual tape, I stood my ground. If Mr. Williams, likewise, genuinely believed what he was saying was true, why wouldn't he do the same. Curiously, he threw in the towel pretty quickly. Why? Humility seems only remotely possible.
Regardless, he should resign. First, because he was so snotty about anyone challenging his objectivity. But really, because his job is all about credibility. Let's just pretend he really did somehow, innocently, convince himself of a false experience. Oh, how sad; too bad you can't be a news reporter anymore!
A couple of times I remembered a movie scene -- very vividly -- only to find out, to my consternation, it wasn't actually how I remembered.
Me too. It's quite upsetting.
I'm not nearly smart enough to understand it, but from what I gather, the thinking now is that we don't pull memories like a letter from a vast office mail sorter. It's more like we construct the memory on the spot by grabbing bits and pieces from all over our brains. Errors creep in.
The research on implanting false memory is truly discouraging. Apparently, experiments have been done where they'll simulate a crime and then interview witnesses. Ask the witness if the suspect was wearing a necktie and the witness will answer no.
Later on, the interviewer says something like, "Wait a minute. My notes are a bit confused. You said the suspect was wearing a tie. What color was it again?"
And an alarming percentage of people will come up with a color and they're not lying about it.
I'm no expert. That's all just off the top of my head.
From memory.
He lies for a living, what do you expect? They all lie so he expects the other liars to cover for him and the liars in the audience to accept his lies even when they are disclosed to be lies and the other liars in the media to not make this a big deal. All part of living the lie ... for the greater good. All for one and one for all.
He has told this story, and who knows what other lies (Katrina stories?), over and over and over to solidify his credibility and probably his ego as well. This is not a matter of merely misremembering. He should be canned immediately because he is a braggart and a liar and cannot be trusted with any authority.
But I predict he won't be fired and he will continue to deliver the "news" (such information that Brian Williams has decided the peasants need to hear).
Brian Williams, Peter Jennings, John Kerry, Fred Gwynne, Ted Danson.
Oh, and maybe Roger Moore, before he got fat.
Williams, Hillary, Obama, Dan Rather, Pelosi, Reid, Fauxcahontas, Bill Clinton, Sharpton, Gore, Edwards, Michael Moore, Wiener
I would add a certain retired federal district court judge who told the same lie for years about how his brother was shot and killed by white racists when they were growing up in the south. Someone having that same last name was shot and killed by white racists and had a brother - but it wasn't the judge.
The lies seem to come in 3 overlapping categories:
1. Self-aggrandizement of an already powerful person to justify/burnish their cred [I have power because I was fortunate, or failed upward, and now I'd like to pretend I'm more meritorious than I actually am];
and/or
2. Covering for gross and inconvenient personal deviations from the progressive narrative; and/or
3. Commercial gain.
I've had the experience, among a tight group of friends with many oft retold stories, of hearing my story told by another as if it happened to her. After initial annoyance I chose to be flattered. It was a very good story, well crafted. But isn't that how narrative overwhelms fact?
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