For those who don't want to make the click, here is their excellent rebuttal to my demolishing of Sylvia:
i am a beleiver in sylvia and i think that u r a big fat idiot,she makes perfect sense, but u believe wat u want
While the evidence would point to the fact that your 5'10" 180 lb. Rockstar is neither big nor fat, I could be an idiot. Anonymous commenter reveals her evidence:
Ah, I'm an idiot because I'm negative and "don't care to believe in anything positive". Well Anonymous, I do believe in sexual intercourse, and that's pretty damn positive. You should try some sometime. Finally, Anonymous asks this question:
Obviously your a negative person who doesn't care to believe in anything positive as Sylvia Browne.
If you don't believe in what she does, get the #@%$^& off her website and do something worthwhile with your lousy life instead of spending time putting her down.WHAT HAS SHE EVER DONE TO YOU!!!So I am writing an open letter to Anonymous and the rest of the 40 year old divorced women's club who e-mail me to tell me I'm a loser. Put down the power crystals and read on.
April 1, 2006
Dear Sylvia Browne Fan Club,
It is with great sadness that I read you all don't like my blog. Really, there's lots of nice stuff in there. But I digress. The question I'd like to answer is: WHAT HAS SHE EVER DONE TO YOU!!
She's done nothing to me directly. The reason I don't like Sylvia Browne is that she convinces people like you, even with evidence to the contrary that I provided, that she has magic powers. That leads to irrational thinking.
You see, SBFC, If you believe that Sylvia has powers similar to Professor X even though there is no good reason to think so, what's to stop you from believing everything? You know, like astrology, homeopathy, bigfoot, leprechauns and invisible gremlins?
I don't know who you all are, but you could be my child's school teacher. You could be a police officer or a doctor or a judge. If you buy Syl's load of shit for no reason, what's to stop you from grading my child's test based on her "predictions" or because a magical elf that lives in your ass told you to flunk her? What's to stop Syl's magic from interferring with jurisprudence? It's even possible that you might consult a psychic when my fucking health is on the line. Take these herbs and your cancer will clear right up! Hell, why not?
That is why I point out this nonsense to you all. Maybe one of you will listen and tragedy in your life can be avoided. Now quit fucking e-mailing me and go back to the couch; Oprah's on in 5.
Your friend in Randi,
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