One Minute to Midnight?
                 (Nah, .. a century away.  At least. )

Fig.1.  The One-and-Only, one-legged Nutcracker.   Roll up Folks!  One minute to midnight and Fanny Dildo, the Darling of the Butt-Strutter's Ball,  is poised to take a well-aimed swipe with her uggh-boot and crack the nuts of the Frog King, Science Consensus.

 

"OK , Hulk, ..how's the kicking contest  with the one-legged butt going? "

 
But as a ringside onlooker all I can say is my money's on Fanny, one-legged and uggh-booted or no.  (She's da  MAaAn! - as the well-dressed say in circles these days.)  Have to say,  ...looks like she's got the Old Fruit Loop on the hop, ...not to mention the Seismo Support Team - the sundry Camels, Gorillas, Kangaroos and  Alligators, ...the full retinue, rocking on like cadavers from the Plate Tectonic graveyard, ...all of them.)
 
 

So, Dear Reader, .. you do it -
TRY ON THE GOLDEN SLIPPER of the Nutcracker Sweetie
and post a question in the
GOOGLEGROUP OF SPIN-MEDIATED EARTH EXPANSION.

(No Cowboys, Big Guapos, Dakines or Refugees from Leggoland need apply.)

It's an old Chinese trick, ..to wave a bit of flag around,  then dot them with the slipper when they're not looking; the 'flag' being the pirouette of Spin, and the slipper being Earth Expansion - the chorus of  Wagnerian Fat Ladies singing in the wings and heaving into view just as Spin there finishes warbling and takes a bow for dazzling everybody with her fancy footwork.

They don't see it coming, do they (this paradigm change).    Never do.  Never learn.  Ah, the Real Scientist - hog-tied by career aspirations and afraid to face the unknown, condemned forever to the leaden rutted forward march of consensus.  Not for him/her the exhilharating joy of a bit of the old RFLMFAO  (Really Flamboyant Liberated Mind Full of Audacious Optimism ) - accountable to no-one.   True Science, ..not 'Real Science'.

('TEAMS-of-Researchers', indeed.  And not one of them carrying a can.  (What can?  I can you can he can she can, ..they can you can or we can, .. can?)   Not a can in sight in fact.  Can not, more like.   What a bunch!)

Still, it's sure to be another century (at least!) till they all make out, falling about on the floor with this pirouette stuff, before anyone risks the Expansion Leap.

Real Science:- "And thus, shown the way, progress may be made..."

We hope.

Good on you, Fanny.  Sink the slipper!