Ever wonder what would happen if mendacious fake "psychic" Sylvia Browne ever met The Amazing Randi?
Sylvia just has to watch out for science.
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What a lovely way to start the New Year, catching up on all the blogging I missed while I was on vacation.
Congratulations to Robert Lancaster, purveyor of the fine website Stop Sylvia Browne, a site dedicated to documenting the misadventures and misdeeds of the phony "psychic" known as Sylvia Browne.
There's not much to add here, other than Jenny McCarthy needs to be stopped. Stopping her is even more important than stopping Sylvia Browne.
I like how the face on the Erlenmeyer flask looks like a scarey verison of the one on the Kool-Aid jug.
My question is why she had to ask, who's your friend?
Questions to ask Sylvia;
Does Sylvia answer knock knock jokes with, who's there?
Does Sylvia have an answering machine?
On and on and on........
Wouldn't she be required to know the person's questions in advance? If they have to ask, how can she be psychic.
I bear her no ill will, but only because the line is much too long.
...well, no, because it's already happened. With much the same results, actually.
Today's The Guardian has a story--including a short interview--with Brown, Is She for Real?:
It's rather good, mentioning stopsylviabrowne.com; discusses cold calling and some of the other tricks Brown uses; Randi (but doesn't mention the million dollar challenge); several examples (both on the cruise and from the past) of Brown getting being astonishingly mean, nasty, and/or making abusrd claims; and so on. For instance:
g/\<Brown\>/s//Browne/g
(Geek-speak for I meant Browne, not Brown.)