The Post Office Opened My Mail

Great, encourage him to mail unsolicited fiction to random people?

Isn’t that what he’s doing now?

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That’s not a theory. Let’s try it this way:

Explain what a scientific theory is.

That’s not possible, the censors are everywhere. But if you give him your address, I’m sure @Jim_B will write to you (weekly, for the next 20 years) to expound his theory of what a scientific theory is. With a smiley face sticker, so you know it’s not at all creepy or anything.

Here is anoter time you posted the same musing, where you wonder if people have something innate that varies from culture to culture.

I just noticed in that thread you quote the letter you send, and you write it like a chain letter:

“Please copy this theory and mail it to five other people. Joseph Schmoe of Idaho shared this theory and the next day had a three-way with Kirsten Bell and Scarlett Johansson while winning the Powerball Lottery, the Nobel Prize, and the Kentucky Derby. Robert Ray of Paraguay, on the other hand, threw this theory away and was promptly eaten by an ocelot.”

I’m sorry, but this just makes your theory lose all credibility.

What? I meant the anthropoligist!

And in that thread, he linked to another board where he posted one of his other theories. The first response is "You don’t have a theory. You have wishful thinking. No time right now for a crackpot count. "

Another comment further down on that board:

Thank you for your theory on violence. Do you have anything on brontosauruses?

It just struck me that this past year, where losing track of what day it is became the norm, was an excellent counterexample to his “theory.”

Also nothing like it has been observed in higher mammals

And what he’s theorizing about isn’t a cycle like a typical hormonal or biorhythmic cycle, it would require that everyone on earth “cycle” on the same schedule. Yet there aren’t any major natural forces that move on a 7 day schedule -what’s “driving” the seven day cycle?

Plus there’s an obvious non-biological explanation for the phenomenon.

I have two friends who work over every weekend (one’s a restauranteur, one’s a minister). So their work week is Wednesday through Sunday, and they have a different weekend than the rest of us.

“I refute it thus!”

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We stood talking for some time together of Bishop Berkeley’s ingenious sophistry to prove the non-existence of matter… I never shall forget the alacrity with which Johnson answered, striking his foot with mighty force against a large stone, till he rebounded from it, ‘I refute it thus.’

And the Javanese week is 5 days - they’ve even combined it with the 7-day week to create a 35 day cycle, and some Javanese celebrate a mini-birthday when their birthday combo comes up. (As in, if they were born on a Monday on the third day of the Javanese week, every time the Monday-three combination hits, it’s a special day.)

I never had any problem knowing when the weekend came about. Every day was a weekend (and still is).

Being retired means the pandemic was normal. The weekend means that we don’t go to stores. The main way I can tell what day it is is what the special section of the Times is.
We used to go shopping on Saturday when I worked but switched it to Friday to get the benefit of some Friday only specials, and I feel Friday is actually Saturday nearly every week.

Before I retired, I couldn’t imagine why anyone would need a “day of the week” clock. Now I understand.

https://www.amazon.com/DayClocks-Classic-Clock-Midnight-Aluminium/dp/B08P124D3Z/

Heck, before I had kids, I had a hard time keeping track of the day of the week much of the year. I typically worked a set schedule on weekends (wedding photographer) and during the off-season there were sometimes months where my work schedule was completely fluid and with only vague weekly sign posts like visiting my parents on Sunday, I’d often not know in the middle of the week whether it was Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday. My sense of weekly time was basically a three-day window. The idea of there being some innate 7-day cycle seems counter to my experience, except in the vaguest relation to “the weekend” when the rhythm of my surrounding world was a little different. Even this past weekend my brain was off by a day, and Thursday felt like Friday, Friday like Saturday, and Saturday like Sunday because of my travel and work days.

Lewis Carroll had the (almost) idea first.

(Interesting how the source has <strong>stuff</strong> in the html but when I copy-and-paste into this edit box, it becomes **stuff**.)

At least the mail arrived. The post office responsible for our mail has been so short staffed that whether we actually get mail on any given day is anyone’s guess. We had no delivery at all from Saturday the 8th to Thursday the 13th then everything that Informed Delivery said was supposed to arrive on those days finally did on the 14th.