There are all kinds out there, from the self proclaimed:
A Jewish charity co-founder who claimed he traveled the world as a "Jewish Indiana Jones" to rescue Torahs pleaded guilty to fraud.
Ron Wyatt, the “Indiana Jones” of the SDA Church
Jim Rogers isn’t your typical global investor. Not only has he taught at the Columbia University Graduate School of Business and moderated television programs on two different networks, but he has also set three Guinness world records for a series of globe-spanning journeys in a custom Mercedes off-roadster, earning the moniker “The Indiana Jones of finance” from Time magazine.
What annointings and general misuse of the name Indiana Jones makes your blood curdle?
Which make you laugh?
Here's a fine one:
DJ Chris Menist: The Indiana Jones of Thai folk music
Classical music has its Indiana Jones in Angela Mace, a doctoral candidate in music at Duke. Using an original manuscript unearthed in a private collection, a diary and a bound collection of handwritten scores, Mace solved the mystery of Felix Mendelssohn's uncanny "Easter Sonata"—he didn't actually write it. His sister, Fanny Hensel, composed the piece that's been attributed to Felix for almost two centuries. The "Easter Sonata" headlines the enchanting Claremont Trio's program in the intimate Nelson Music Room, including another of Hensel's piano trios and a work by her famous brother. Claremont's also undergone changes since their delightful show last year, as twin sisters Emily and Julia Bruskin are joined by new pianist Andrea Lam.
Make a day of it by hearing Mace tell her detective story at a free symposium in the East Duke Building Parlor at 4 p.m. along with Duke music professor R. Larry Todd and Notre Dame scholar Susan Youens. —Chris Vitiello
Indiana Jones girls?
Maybe Indy should have three girls in his next film instead of one!
Its a best movie ever on the treasure haunt.Let me inform you that special credit goes to writer because it is not easy to create a interesting story on treasure haunting in which you have to show the past with modern requirements.Any how it is best movie series.
And, yes, somebody has added a picture of an Indian Jones.
And if you can't see the page because you're not a registered Freak, I'd recommend signing up. When the Raven's quiet there's normally a cage fight to watch on SSF. You wouldn't believe how far some of them can spit their dummies.
Written by Dr. Romeo Vitelli
After some hemming-and-hawing, I have finally decided to attend this year’s CSICON in Nashville, Tennessee (I hear the world is coming to an end in December of this year so I might not get another chance). Since this will be my first visit to the Volunteer State, giving this post a Tennessee theme seemed a natural enough idea. The only problem was picking out what to write about considering that state has more than its fair share of, er, eccentrics. In the end, I decided to write this post about the amazing Ronald Eldon Wyatt, archaeologist/explorer/fundamentalist extraordinaire.Born in 1933 in Tennessee, he was raised as a Seventh - day Adventist and grew up with an ironclad belief that the Bible was literally correct in every detail. Though trained as an anesthetic nurse, Wyatt’s real career began in 1960 when he first saw a picture of the Duripinar site in Life magazine. A large aggregate structure located 18 miles from Mount Ararat in eastern Turkey, the boat-shaped geological formation was proclaimed by many creationists to be the original Noah’s Ark since it was first discovered in 1948. Although extensive scientific investigations turned up no evidence of human artifacts and concluded that it was a purely natural structure, that was before Ronald Wyatt got involved.
Fascinated by the story of the Ark’s discovery, Wyatt spent the next fifteen years obsessing over the Biblical account of Noah. He even built a scale model of the Ark, which he floated in a river so that he could observe its movement on the water. His obsession eventually took him to Turkey and the site of Mount Ararat (legendary resting place of the Ark) where he would repeatedly return while raising funds for his own excavation at the Duripinar site. Along with evidence of Noah’s Ark at the Duripinar site (despite previous expeditions finding nothing), Wyatt also claimed to have discovered the actual house where Noah and his family lived post-Flood (complete with tombs of Noah and his sons). He also announced that boundary markers used in the area were actually anchor stones from the Ark - a revelation which came as a surprise to the local farmers who had first carved them.
But it hardly ended there. Beginning in 1977 and continuing for the next twenty-two years, Wyatt reportedly carried out a series of archaeological expeditions at Biblical sites all over the Middle East and Turkey. What was remarkable about Wyatt’s expeditions was that he only excavated in spots specified in the Bible and, almost without exception, succeeded in finding whatever Biblical evidence for which he happened to be searching.
Among other things, the redoubtable Ron Wyatt reported discovering the ruins of Sodom and Gomorrah (along with sulfur and brimstone balls from its destruction), the Tower of Babel, the site on the Red Sea where the Israelites crossed, remains of Pharaoh’s chariots on the bottom of the Red Sea, the site of Christ’s crucifixion, and various other Biblical sites during the more than one hundred expeditions he claimed to have made. He also brought back artifacts from these various expeditions to back up his claims (despite the fact that removing genuine artifacts without the permission of the various governments involved would have been illegal).
When asked how he was able to make so many amazing discoveries, Wyatt would say that he had been “guided” by divine inspiration. The fact that receiving legal permission for archaeological digs would have been impossible for an amateur with no real academic credentials in many of those countries (Israel and Egypt for instance) was easily explained by Wyatt. The same divine guidance that led him to the sites also made the expeditions possible by clearing away red tape and arranging him to receive whatever financial backing he needed to carry out his expeditions. If conventional archaeologists and historians were, well, less than supportive of his claims, fundamentalist groups rallied around him and proclaimed him to be “God’s archaeologist”.
Ron Wyatt had more than his share of prominent backers, including former astronaut James Irwin. Irwin actually joined Wyatt on several expeditions to investigate Noah’s Ark but this relationship later soured when no physical evidence was found and Irwin was injured on an expedition. Even with the loss of Irwin and his foundation, it is probably not surprising that Ronald Eldon Wyatt was the most successful amateur archaeologist of the 20th century. Despite serious questions being raised about many of his claims, Wyatt typically dismissed all naysayers as agents of the Devil.
Not that he didn’t face opposition, mind you. During the course of his various adventures, Ron Wyatt reported being kidnapped, arrested, attacked, and deported. The Turkish government had an odd love/hate relationship with Ron Wyatt and his supporters. While his odd statements and behaviours nearly got him deported at times, he was also invited back as a guest of honour in 1987 when the Turkish government dedicated the Duripinar site as “Noah’s Ark National Park”. Even by then, the Duripinar site had become a military hotspot due to being so close to the Iranian border and further archaeological expeditions were banned.
Political upheavals failed to stop Ron Wyatt from discovering just about everything possible for an archaeologist to discover relating to the Bible. And, yes, that did include the Ark of the Covenant, which was apparently buried in a secret chamber directly underneath the site of Christ’s crucifixion. Along with the Ark, Wyatt also reported finding an enormous sword (which he believed belonged to Goliath) and the “Mercy Seat”, a solid-gold throne that God sat on while talking to Moses. Although Wyatt tried to take photographs, his film was ruined due to the Ark’s power. Unfortunately, his claims can’t be verified since he filled in his excavation (reportedly due to an agreement with the Israeli Department of Antiquities to prevent information about the Ark’s location from getting out).
The only real physical evidence that he brought back from the Crucifixion site was the blood of Christ, which he said had seeped through into the underground chamber containing the Ark. According to Wyatt, genetic testing of the blood proved that it had no male chromosomes, only female. Since Wyatt never reported which laboratory did the analysis (except that it was in Israel), this claim can never be verified either.
Whatever you make of Ron Wyatt’s expeditions, they all seem to have had a consistent pattern. Not only did he rarely, if ever, fail to find what he was searching for but he always used the Bible as a reference to guide him to the right location. When asked why professional archaeologists failed to find these things before him, Wyatt would say that they were searching in the wrong place”. The cache of artifacts that typically turned up then verified his find. That all of this was unscientific and unverifiable did nothing to dissuade the Wyatt supporters who tend to denounce skeptics as hopelessly negative.
Ronald Eldon Wyatt died on August 4, 1999 at a hospital in Memphis, Tennessee. Interviewed on his deathbed, he refused to recant a single word of his archaeological discoveries and insisted that Israel would soon announce the discovery of the Ark of the Covenant. Shortly after his death, a schism developed among his various supporters. While the Wyatt Archaeological Foundation (founded by Wyatt) now claims sole ownership of his various photographs, books, and other intellectual property, there are numerous independent ministries and websites promoting the discoveries of God’s archaeologist.
Bringing it back to Nashville and CSICON, I was intrigued to learn that the Wyatt Archaeological Museum, featuring posters and videos of Ron Wyatt’s various discoveries is located at a gas station in nearby Cornersville. While it would have been worth a visit, the gas station and the museum appear to have been closed to the public for several years now, unfortunately.
Such is life.
Originally Posted by Montana Smith
To be precise 40,000 have been culled in nine months, and at that rate could be extinct within five-and-a-half years.
Doesn't seem like you factored in the additions, and with quality from the likes of The Volunteer State we might eek out enought time to salvage The Indiana Jones of Indiana Jones with Theme Park Tech...
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Tim Harford's new Radio 4 series Pop-Up Economics tells stories about fascinating people and ideas in economics.
Among the stories he tells are those of Al Roth, who created a clearing-house for kidneys, the cold war game theorist Thomas Schelling and Bill Phillips, who he argues was the 'Indiana Jones of economics'.
Phillips worked as a busker, a gold miner and a crocodile hunter before studying at the London School of Economics where he used a system of water pumps and valves to create the first working model of the British economy or indeed of any economy.
John Finton is jumping over fist-thick cable bundles and skittering around insulation rolls, then striding at pell-mell pace through a hazardous three-storey maze of raw beams and unmarbled bathrooms that, by August, will be the new home of the actor Mark Wahlberg. It had better be: the party invites are in the post.
The architects and interior designers have pontificated and departed; now it is Finton’s task to transform this skeleton on six acres of muddy field into a living, breathing home for the Boston street thug turned Hollywood power-player. This is, after all, the dream house for a working-class boy who helped to create Entourage, the TV series
Nadoolman Landis calls herself a costume archaeologist, the “Indiana Jones” of costume design. She spent years combing through archives and private collections, not to mention dumpsters, garages and attics, to unearth long-unseen illustrations of Hollywood costume designs.
Truesdell is nominated for three Grammy Awards for his album, "Centennial - Newly Discovered Works of Gil Evans."
NEW YORK - Grammy nominee Ryan Truesdell felt like a "jazz archaeologist" as he sifted through thousands of pages of manuscripts in a safe in the apartment of renowned jazz composer-arranger Gil Evans, best known for his collaborations with Miles Davis.
"It was like being the Indiana Jones of jazz, only without the boulder coming out after you," said the 32-year-old Truesdell. "I was sitting in a dusty room and going through papers from the '40s and all of a sudden finding all these gems."
Truesdell's two-year odyssey would take him to university music archives and the personal collections of musicians who worked with Evans, and he eventually discovered more than 50 previously unrecorded arrangements by Evans who died in 1988. Truesdell's mentor, jazz arranger-composer Maria Schneider, Evans' former assistant, likened his find to buying an old house only to "discover a box of lost Beethoven manuscripts in the attic."
The Indiana Jones of Ancient Ales, Wines, and Extreme Beverages
“An archaeologist’s life is not always as exciting [as Indiana Jones],” Patrick E. McGovern, Ph.D. affirms with a laugh. “It’s labor-intensive.” He’s the Scientific Director of the University of Pennsylvania Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology’s Biomolecular Archaeology Laboratory for Cuisine, Fermented Beverages, and Health. McGovern’s wide-ranging academic background includes a Bachelor’s degree in Chemistry from Cornell University, neurochemistry graduate work at the University of Rochester, and a Doctor of Philosophy degree in Near Eastern Archaeology and Literature from Penn. His perfect concoction of credentials, personality, and passion make him approachable and engaging to everyone, including beer lovers.
As two keywords in the Penn lab’s name indicates, McGovern knows a few things about the importance of alcohol. In Uncorking the Past: The Quest for Wine, Beer, and Other Alcoholic Beverages – an archaeological account spiced with historical records and a hint of memoir – he wrote, “Wherever we look…we see that the principal way to communicate with the gods or the ancestors involves an alcoholic beverage, whether it is the wine of the Eucharist, the beer presented to the Sumerian goddess Ninkasi, the mead of Vikings, or the elixir of an Amazonian or African tribe.” Alcohol’s significance doesn’t end there, according to the archaeologist, as it also influences humanity’s social growth. Drinking together is a basic human activity that, in addition to sustainment, leads civilizations to cultivate the land. Social desire also acts a powerful motivator for other tasks. “Imagine,” McGovern suggests to me, “The monumental achievements we’d lack without beer.” For example, survival and the daily promise of a refreshing beverage often encouraged Egyptian slaves to complete their work constructing the pyramids.
The fact that McGovern understands alcohol’s noteworthiness isn’t the only reason beer enthusiasts should feel a kinship with him. If they sample some of Dogfish Head Craft Brewery Inc.’s Ancient Ales series, then they’re also at an intersection between the past and present. McGovern works with the Delaware-based company to examine, recreate, and adapt brewing techniques to bring a bygone experience to the modern beer bottle. These successful collaborations have led to the title that the archaeologist expected least in his career. Don Russell, in his Joe Sixpack columns, dubbed McGovern the “Indiana Jones of Ancient Ales, Wines, and Extreme Beverages.” The academic’s upbeat and proud demeanor lacks any disdain for his career’s comparison to a pulp fiction throwback character, but it’s not a role he always pursued.
It's a moderately lengthy piece. You can read the rest here.
(And a number of those Dogfish ancient ales are well worth sampling, by the way. So is the mentioned Monk's Cafe in Philadelphia. Try the house Flemish sour.)
Not a coffee drinker, I may record a few of these anyway...
I've mentioned this elsewhere, but any show that has the host begging a monkey to give his map back is worth a watch.
Originally Posted by Da Capo Press
Jeremy Wade--a freshwater Indiana Jones--brings the adventure to life on the page as well, taking readers below the surface to explore one of the last frontiers
That's British angler & biologist Jeremy Wade star of Animal Planet's River Monsters. The companion book is on store shelves now, and the fifth season debuts in April.
Originally Posted by Singular City
“That trip was a disaster,” Jeremy says. “The water was like mud, there were no fish and we were stranded up river on a log raft with a drunken skipper.” It got worse. Government officials interrogated him; he lived on blackened fish corpses, slept in filthy, bedbug-infested rooms, caught malaria and nearly died.
Originally Posted by Singular City
Aside from nearly dying in the Congo from malaria, Jeremy was detained in Thailand as a suspected spy; spent months tromping through thigh-high mud swarming with insects; was smacked so severely in the chest by a giant arapaima fish in the Amazon that it bruised his heart, and experienced a range of tropical diseases.
Alan Rabinowitz knows tough. The director of the Wildlife Conservation Society's science and exploration program, Rabinowitz made his bones as a young zoologist who would go anywhere to map the shrinking habitats of big animals. He's endured 500-mile hikes through pure jungle, survived malaria, leech attacks, shaky flights on questionable airlines and virtually every other threat that comes from walking the wild parts of the world. His physical bravery earned him a movie-star nickname — the "Indiana Jones" of wildlife science — and even at 53, the muscle-bound Rabinowitz looks like he could wrestle a boa constrictor, and win.