how great thou art

How do you concede to have the straight dope on any question? That in itself is a tell all that you you know nothing of things you cant explain. Castaneda worked on one thing [communicating experience to different realities] you on the other hand have all answers to all things, if your site is to be read and taken litterally, this is proof that you know nothing but what you are not scared of and can prove with your five senses. A fool claims to have all the answers, a wiseman claims to have none.

Did Carlos Castaneda hallucinate that stuff in the Don Juan books or make it up?, apparently.

For the rest, Castaneda demonstrably lied. If you have any proof that Castaneda was anything but a confidence trickster, kindly provide it. If, on the other hand, all you have to offer by way of argument is “Neener-neener-neener”, kindly find some other place to say it.

I’m telling a joke: A guy and a dog walk into a bar. The guy says, “I’ll have a scotch.” The dog says, “Make that two.”

At which point you interrupt and declare, “Hey, wait a minute, dogs can’t talk.”

The Straight Dope in general and Cecil in particular are a source of entertainment thinly disguised as information. Where else can you find a discussion of “If all the Chinese jumped off a chair at once, would the earth be knocked out of orbit?”

You take yourself far too seriously. Lighten up, grasshopper, and have a beer.

The only time Cecil ever conceded anything was when he had to correct himself on the Monty Hall question.

You must deign that.

I am taken affront at your retribution that the OP should deign Cecil’s concession. I take umbrella at the inferment.
(Gotta agree with JWK on this. OP = “Neener, neener, neener*.”)

*although, when I was growing up, it was always, “Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyaaaaah, nyah.”

All-one! All-one! Dilute! Dilute! OK!