I’m not sure what you’re getting at here. I was responding to the Blake’s frustration with a single problem–but the statement of the problem doesn’t usually have the parachute pack beside (instead of on) the dead person, usually the pack is on his back.
Everyone knows how the game is played. It’s interactive, and part of the logic puzzle is to zero in on a not-so-obvious solution, by asking questions. I suppose some feel frustrated that it’s not just a one-time shot, a riddle that stands alone, by itself.
A couple puzzles have morphed into having more than one canonical answer–probably because someone playing the game came up with an answer that was just as attractive as the original, and the tellers decided to repeat it. In fact, I’ve heard the pack one told, and of course everyone has already heard it and they jump in with the parachute version, and the teller says, no this one’s different. The pack on the dead man’s back is a pack of wolves.
Of course, in that case, there is not a single official or canonical answer. But the game includes the process, which allows the players to finish. Without the process, there is no game.
Good call, that still has to be a small portion of truck shipping on a world wide scale. After all, we don’t know where the guy is, do we? What with Fredrick Randolph Truck, the most ornery of the bellicose Truck family, out to get him, he’d do well to hide in some obscure part of the globe where, just by pure coincidence, the local word for “wicked case of food poisoning” is “truck,” pronounced “groo’-lte” perhaps. Being a lover of great literature and Greek mythology, our victim would clearly avoid any area where there was a high likelihood of an Army transport plane passing overhead, since the victim was a strict Aristotlean and if anything could cause a lorry to fall from an Army trasport plane, it would be poetic irony–what with Fredrick Randolph Truck, the most ornery of the bellicose Truck family, out to get him and all. Unfortunately for the victim, when he was researching places to hide from Fredrick Randolph Truck, the most ornery of the bellicose Truck family, he failed to equate the spoken word “groo’-lte” with the written word “truck,” and he suffered a very severe case of terminal irony.
wolf_meister may think he knows the answer, but any good lateral thinker knows that the victim’s death certificate is going to have the words “terminal irony” written under cause of death.
