What about the CIA though?
also the videos don't show a device functioning, they show various samples behaving in strange ways. The samples are in the "test area", a location in the lab at the confluence of various intersecting fields of force/influence. The fields are being produced by the various equipment in the lab. You would need multiple cameras and operators filming continuously to capture both function and effect. He never had that kind of help. Just one low quality video camera, pointed directly at the test area where he hoped the interesting stuff would happen. He might be creating a microwave field within a static field and others, and he also had a chunk of nuclear material, active sample, present in the test area or close by.
I say you have to believe it's possible, because there will be no immediate results; because there is no indicator to tell you you are one the right track. Teslas force seems to hinge on many uncontrollable factors, could even be even down to atmospherics, air temp, pressure etc. to get correct "conductivity". Tesla moved to Colorado for such reasons. Hutch was in Canada, with similar humidity perhaps. there will be substantial investment of time and money too, and skills of metal milling and lathing are also required, since much equipment seems to need to be custom built specifically for purpose. No one is going to do all this it if they think it is a waste, a fake.
If they did with the conviction it is fake, they will likely give up before some effect happens, at least by hutches example; he required really ridiculous amounts of time and patience to see something. In the modern mindset/zeitgeist, this kind of patience is almost unachievable, I think. Hutch and Tesla really did have complete obsession and free reign, and didn't do much else. hutch was actively trying to copy Tesla, down to examining photos of his labs and workshops for clues not written.
Tesla had far more funding than hutch, but hutch still managed to achieve something. hutch didn't happen upon it all randomly. He was actively trying to reproduce Tesla, but he could only do so on a smaller scale and with second hand equipment and self built equipment.
In the end Hutch did build a second lab, and had some other successful results mid to late 90's, but then sold the entire labs contents to the Max Plank institute in Germany. They still have the whole thing, there is a video tour on youtube.
tech does not work like that.
Neither invented a specific tech device with regards this "free energy" thing, they discovered a force (well Tesla discovered, hutch copied) that had various effects and could be produced (accessed?) through various methods using various devices in conjunction, some already in existence. In hutches case, all were already inexistence. He invented nothing. They used different signal generators and coils and such to produce the effects to greater or lesser degree. I think it depended on very many factors and Tesla had much better control with his Tower and such.
Main job is to get to the point when you will be able to explain how to build that thing fot others
I suspect Tesla did do this, but his papers detailing such things have been disappeared. His archive lay supposedly untouched, but in possession of the US Gov, for a long chunk of time after his death, before Trump's uncle was officially commissioned to look through it and determine if there was anything there.
Hutch was never capable of this kind of documentation of clear info, but he did produce effects.
What is the point to build some test device and even do not use it by yourself?
producing the strange effects and harnessing them for controlled work are two separate things. Harnessing a force efficiently after being able to produce/access it could take various generations of researchers. And if no one believes the force even exists? It just takes even longer.
anybody could replicate them
It's more complicated than that. First of all, you would have to believe you could replicate them. There was a campaign to label him a con man, so many just hide behind that and say all his videos and results are fake. This is the main barrier, because it's a considerable investment of time and money even for the most minute, unimpressive replication. He spent years collecting second hand military surplus equipment obsessively, he always bought new second-hand equipment throughout and tried using many different things. He was not organized. He had no committed set-up. and he could try for weeks without results. He's also made many apparatice from scratch himself.
Unfortunately he was a kook who never kept records, he did it by "feel", sound & memory - it was haphazard, amateur stuff, but he still did it. He really used to plug in headphones with a long cable and hold out a pole into the test area and listen for the changes.
Anyway, there are clear videos of the effects, and I certainly think they are genuine. However now he's gone kind of insane so no logical how to method can be written by him. He pretty much stopped being able to achieve the effects in the 90's.
There was some interest in his work from both the Canadian and American military. But they had no patience for the madman. And in the end he could not comply with Canadian safety measures and after an accidental fire that almost burned down the entire building, his entire lab was confiscated by the Canadian Government while he was in Japan.
Yes, a lot of Free energy stuff on the internet is kooky and fake, but a few achievements are real. It's much more mundane, time and effort and money consuming to achieve, as far as I can see, than average person is willing to endure. And there is no funding available for it unless you could produce on demand in a moments notice. So no, not just anyone can replicate it - it will take some unique circumstances and a particular type of person. 2 such types of people in 100 years. Perhaps there will be more.
Seriously, imagine that you really made some "free energy" device. Will you ask for donations
there is no appetite for it, nor patience. Simply disbelief. When hutch did it he could be at it for days before he got some small "blink and you miss it" effect. it could be the middle of the night and often was. Total all-consuming obsession is required. There was a period where he could reproduce somewhat on demand, but even then hours of tuning and fiddling with field generators was needed. And he got lucky that a rich guy was willing to invest because his son, an electrical engineer, was working with hutch and witnessed effects. But it was never switch on one machine and sit back and watch and wait. And he was not able to explain in such a way that others could easily reproduce.
These days he's a cross-dressing madman, people wonder if his experiments destroyed his mind somehow, making him unable to replicate further.
But none of his "wonder" inventions, many like to talk about, was ever replicated, nor by scientists, nor by amateurs
I disagree with this. John Hutchison has replicated various effects Tesla produced. It's not a specific invented machine, but use of different machine and technology in connection with each other. Various effects that were witnessed and written about by New York high society people Tesla invited to observe back in the day - making metal turn "gelatinous" in his hand while remaining cold , for example - were reproduced by the amateur John Hutchison in the 70's/80's. Also Soviet scientists have written about such effects. I think the whole "false hype" around Tesla is a result of the effort to suppress or ignore the effects he could produce - for whatever reason - very difficult to reproduce, dangerous to existing paradigm, extremely dangerous in general.
It's a sound theory. But technology was already being suppressed much earlier than the 70's. Tesla comes to mind. Your theory though would also fit the suppression of some historical anomalies - did aliens come to earth at a much earlier stage, and turn their noses up at us then too?
This get's more and more interesting. Especially the year of lost time in the 2010s.
While it's a shame they do this - I've come to appreciate that they don't just take down the stuff they don't like or don't want to be associated with. Well mostly anyway. They frequently remove things for copyright claims. But there is plenty of stuff in the de-emphasized and fringe collections you would be banned on many sites for linking to. Things commercial sites like Amazon ban. Those collections are very interesting to browse through.
Here's another:
Underground Bases and Tunnels: What is the Government trying to hide? by Richard Sauder Ph.D.
I read it some months ago, it's very good. He makes a point of not speculating much, though he doesn't rule out anything, and he backs up everything with references to documentation he's collected over the years through library research or FOIA requests. Published in the late 90's.
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Thanks for that link.
Sorry you to hear you have so little free time. I can help you with that.
The mods know this and allow it to go on anyways for some reason.
Because of free speech. We also allow you to remain, despite you having made zero contributions of any interest or value to anyone.
at least spell it correctly, otherwise it doesn't make sense
Because it's just one wrd, easy to ignore. I also saw a bunch of comments that were just one period and nothing else. Also not spam, easy to ignore. Comment spam is excessive and obnoxious. Something like this:
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When I say spam, I mean people trying to promote or sell websites or stuff here, or seek donations or defraud people, that kind of thing. That's my definition of spam. Lengthy comments (regardless of perceived quality) are not "spam", in my opinion.
Comments I would consider to be spam are when someone just fills the reply box with one word, or symbols, copy and pasted repeatedly, basically filling the screen with gibberish, that sort of thing. I don't consider lengthy comments of (relatively) coherent sentences in response to another comment, regardless of quality, to be spam.
I'm sure you'd really appreciate my hands-off approach if you gave it some thought, despite me not banning the user you want me to ban. Especially if you came here after getting sick of reddit. If I banned every user who another user wanted me to ban, there would be very few users left.
You readily banned someone for far less than TallestSkil.
as I've made clear, hopefully, we're very willing to reconsider bans when someone makes a case. The vast majority of bans never appeal or reply. And when they do, it's mostly very unpleasant or obviously bullshit.
If you want to appeal a ban, or appeal someone else's ban, best to contact the mod who banned directly. We don't get notifications for modmail.
I ban spammers and trolls. People who come here specifically to spam, or to troll the users here, who have no interest in any posts or comments made here other than to troll. People who contribute nothing but spma or troll comments. I look through their accounts to determine as such. It's glaringly obvious really when they are nothing but a spammer or troll.
Another user (who I know is genuine) made the case in modmail that TallestSkil is a passionate and genuine user of this website, and asked he be unbanned on conspiracies despite his tendency to resort to telling other users to kill themselves in arguments.
While I don't like it personally, I'm old enough to remember when this kind of behavior was common and often permitted, even on reddit ("KYS" was the oft used acronym). There was even a common meme pic you would often see, of a smiling man saying "kill yourself".
Anyway, I looked into his account and determined he is not a troll or spammer, a user who makes genuine posts of interest, and as such granted the request (note: I was not the mod who banned him in the first place). I have requested he refrain from such (what I consider to be childish) comments.
I will remove such comments when I see them or when they are reported, mostly since users say they find them offensive or intolerable. So it's in his interest to not make them, especially when he puts a lot of effort into a response that sadly may contain such a comment and as such warrant it's removal.
However, banning a genuine user, especially when we have relatively so few, doesn't sit right with me. I don't think anyone could make the case convincingly to me that TallestSkil is simply a spammer or troll who hates this website and it's users in general and is only here to troll, and as such needs to be banned outright.
I am actively trying to avoid the overzealous moderation style that reddit has forced mods into. As such, you will see stuff here that would result in a ban on reddit that doesn't result in a ban here. But if it's reported and I agree it's offensive or unpleasant enough, I will remove it. But I'm not actively hunting for these comments.
Just going through the reports on this thread and I find you saying "ok clemaneuvers" repeatedly to u/TallestSkil.
This is wrong. I do not have any alt or sock puppet accounts on this website. I don't have the time nor inclination for such nonsense.
The title taken directly from this tweet by Syrian Girl:
Bollyn presents an alternative theory as to why the sinking happened in that article, much of it speculative in my opinion It seems to be similar to what Swedish boat engineer Anders Bjorkman writes about here:
The twitter thread doesn't go in that direction so much, deals more in the practical specifics of the incident and cover-up. I hadn't seen it quite so articulately and succinctly laid out before. The twitter guy seems to be drawing from various sources including a book by an apparently American writer, Drew Wilson, that I can only find in a foreign language so far:
Looking for an English version.
I'm not making excuses for him, I think the whole Elon thing is a psyop.
He's primarily a military contractor. The Mrna vaxx and lockdowns originated as concepts within the DOD/DARPA sphere. Also there's the whole Mars thing. You can't take that seriously, no matter what you may believe about space - no one is going to Mars (as we understand it) in his tin cans any time soon.
Rogue FBI agents
A particularly good capture, in the open, in full sunlight. Here is ThinkerThunker's examination of the video:
https://youtu.be/NM8HOM3fj40