Open Letter to Disbelievers of the Open Cargo Door Theory of Early Model 747 Aircraft Destruction:

Well the heck with you; can we get past the "If I like you, I'll believe you," bull? Of course you don't like me; I'm telling you an unpleasant truth. I know you would rather hear pleasant lies, you demand them all day long.
Disbelieve me? Fine, now go die. Non-believing is fine, that means you are still checking it out or don't care, or don't care one way or the other. To disbelieve is to deny facts.
The unpleasant truth I'm telling you is that forward cargo doors are opening in flight on certain Boeing 747s leading to aircraft destruction and the killing of all aboard. That's where you come in, the dying part. Do you fly? Do any of the people you love fly? Do any important things in your life arrive by air? Well, if they do, pay attention; if not, then hey, go someplace else if you want, you are not involved here. Well, unless you are a US Citizen, or live in the Northwest USA, or work in US government agencies, or work in TV; then you do come into the picture after all. Although your real life is not on the line, your administrative life of jobs, promotions, careers, money, and retirement is.
The pleasant lie you would like to hear is this: Everything is fine, everything is going to be OK, our number one balance of positive payments aircraft manufacturer, Boeing, makes strong airplanes that don't come apart in the air, and if they did, Boeing would soon find the cause and fix it, and if Boeing didn't, your US government oversight and investigative agencies such as the FAA and NTSB would soon discover the cause and fix it, and if the government didn't, the media of TV newsmagazines and newspapers would soon discover the cause and public outcry would soon fix the problem, and if media didn't, then some charming, cool guy member of the public would create a web site on the internet and publish a hundred pages of documented evidence supporting the hypothesis and then, based upon research, experience, and education, write convincing conclusions that would lead the appropriate people to the problem and they would soon fix it, and everything would again be OK. No more problems. We're gonna live forever. I love you, you love me, we're a happy family.
Would that it were so. So why don't you believe me when I say that forward cargo doors are opening in flight on early model Boeing 747s leading to destruction of aircraft and the killing of all aboard, leaving similar evidence? Do you not believe me because I am not white? Do you not trust a black, or yellow, or brown, or red person when it comes to technical details? Do you not believe me because I am not a man? Do you not trust a woman when it comes to machines? Do you not believe me because I make spelling and grammar errors? You doan truss me, zat it? Do you not believe me because I use swear words? Well, phooey on you.
There has to be some reason why you don't believe me when I tell you that right side forward cargo doors are opening in flight on early model Boeing 747s leading to the destruction of aircraft and the killing of all aboard. I don't know what the reason is. I've tried everything.
On the emotional side, I have been humble, arrogant, rude, polite, sad, pathetic, bitter, and ironic. I've used swear words in the belief that shock may penetrate your violence numbed brain. You may figure if a person really cared about something that person will swear about it. So I did. I kept on talking about cargo doors long after I knew nobody wanted to hear another word because I figured you believed that if someone really cared about something they would pursue the issue and continue to speak out. So I did. I begged officials to do something very specific which I detailed because I figured you believed that if someone really cared about something, they would swallow their pride and beg. So I did.
Nothing worked, still disbelieved.
On the factual side, I have researched news reports, obtained government documents, interviewed witnesses, scanned pages, quoted officials, and laid out three official government accident reports. After reviewing everything, very conservative conclusions based upon common sense reasoning backed up by established facts were stated, open to rebuttal and discussion with easily available feedback to me.
Once the outline of the events was established, the information was made available to the world via the internet. Then I went on the radio to talk about theory. Then I emailed various newspapers with information and reference to the growing but now one hundred page web site. I called television stations. Large cable news networks were informed of the crash theory. I volunteered interviews.
Nothing worked, still disbelieved.
Alerts were sent to the President of the United States, the Chief of Staff, my congressman, a senator involved in transportation matters, Boeing Aircraft, Trans World Airlines, and an investigator on the scene of the latest accident.
Nothing worked, still disbelieved.
I granted the requests from government agencies for public help by emailing extensive information to the FBI, the FAA, the NTSB, and the US Air Force.
Nothing worked, still disbelieved.
On the personal side, friends stopped communicating with me. That loss was replaced with an extensive email dialogue being conducted with dozens of interested email correspondents from Scotland, New Zealand, UK, Canada, Hungary, and all over the United States.
On the money side, I paid for it all. No one gave me any money.
You see, silly disbeliever, if you don't believe me, I don't lose any money; if you believe me, I don't get any money. There's no money in it for me depending on what you believe. So the truth of my theory is not dependent on money for me or money from you. You don't pay more money for a true theory or a false theory. Money does not bias me nor you towards determining truth.
If you believe me, you don't have to like me, or dislike me. Your emotional reaction to me is independent to the truth of the theory. You have no friend bias towards me. Men and women are not going to want to be near me because the theory is true or not. I will not be more sexy if the theory is true. Sex does not bias you nor me towards determining truth .
Power...power, power! Yes, I have power bias that may affect the determination of truth. I want the power to stop children from spinning to their deaths out of the airplane seat they were sitting in reading about Peter Cottontail saying as they go down, "What's happening, Daddy, what's wrong?"
I want the power to stop death. I stop death by preventing planes with people on board from disintegrating inflight and crashing. I prevent aircraft disintegration by preventing the nose of the early model Boeing 747 from being torn off in flight. I prevent the nose of the plane from being torn off in flight by preventing the formation of a huge hole in the right side of the nose of the early model Boeing 747. I prevent the huge hole from appearing on the right side of the early model Boeing 747 by preventing the fuselage skin and cargo door from peeling back and away. I prevent the fuselage skin and cargo door from peeling back and away on the nose of the early model Boeing 747 by preventing the forward cargo door from opening up and outward on its top hinges into the fast moving slipstream. I prevent the cargo door from opening by welding the son of a bitch shut.
I would find out why the forward cargo door opened in flight causing a huge hole in the right side of the forward fuselage which tore off the nose of the early model Boeing 747 which led to the crash of the airplane which resulted in the deaths of children reading about Peter Rabbit by ruling out or ruling in many possibilities of inadvertent door openings.
I want the power to ground early model Boeing 747s for an hour or so while the forward cargo hold door is welded shut. Then no mysterious event started in forward cargo area can happen. Then the reasons for the door openings can be investigated without fear and many of the potential causes ruled out or in.
I would put an early model Boeing 747 up on jacks, get the engines running, and send high powered radio transmissions to the airplane and have the airplane reply back with high powered radio transmissions while changing transponder code transmissions. Maybe the door will crack open or not.
If not, then on to the next possibility that causes forward cargo door to open inadvertently, frayed wires, then to the next possibility, improperly latched, then the next and the next and the next until the mystery was solved.
And after the doors were welded shut and the cause of the inadvertent openings determined and fixed, then I would shut up and go away and stop emailing, and stop scanning, and stop researching old newspaper articles, and stop uploading files to a web server, and stop talking on the telephone, and stop writing letters, and stop staring at the ceiling thinking about the relationship between physical reality and wishful thinking to truth.
As it stands now, as long as you disbelieve me, you have confused wishful thinking and truth. Everything is not OK.
I could be wrong asking to be believed; you could be right to disbelieve me. It's your call. I would hope that your reaction to the messenger does not affect your ability to judge the truth of the message. It probably does though. General Custer probably didn't like the cut of his scout's buckskins when the scout came back and said to the General, "There's thirty five hundred angry Native Americans over that hill, General, Sir." The General replied, "Uh, I don't think so, scout, and go wash your buckskins." Well, disregard me and disregard the scout at your own peril.
I could still be wrong about the cargo door theory. You could still be right about your theory. If I'm wrong, hey, it was all a dream, I don't know what I was thinking about, just kidding, sorry for the inconvenience, hope I didn't startle you, no, really.
Another thing occurred to me, you funny duck, is that you may not have the education to make an informed opinion. Or too stupid to figure it out. You may not know about low pressure air and high pressure air, about high altitude air, or high speed air, or weight and force of air, or deceleration, or radar principles, or electrical principles, or metal wear and tear. You may not know about the suction and exhaust power of huge jet engines, or how it is to work on a noisy, busy, dangerous, cold ramp when tired, or how companies and government agencies are composed of humans who make mistakes like everyone else.
So maybe, Mr. Disbeliever, you don't believe me because you are mentally not capable of putting two and two together. Maybe, Ms. Disbeliever, you are not physically capable of sitting down and reading for twenty minutes straight without your mind wandering off.
If that is the case, Mr. and Ms. Disbeliever, it is never too late. You can still learn about why early model Boeing 747s are mysteriously disintegrating inflight leaving similar evidence trails that lead to the reasoned opinion that the right side forward cargo door is inadvertently opening in flight tearing off skin and leading to the nose being severed resulting in aircraft destruction and the death of all aboard. One way to learn is to go to the web site at http://corazon.com and read about it. If you have questions you can email the author or do research yourself. Regardless, make up your own opinion based on facts presented in the web site or elsewhere.
Or not. There's a lot more interesting stuff going on in the world than some old door opening on some old airplane, that's for sure. How 'bout them 'Niners, think they got a chance 'gainst Dallas this year?
No. So my thought process goes on and on about disbelievers. I think about Galileo working in his garden under house arrest because he said that the earth went around the sun and not the other way around. Did the ruling power of the time, the Church, believe that in fact he was right but that the knowledge must be concealed?
No, the Church didn't care one way or the other, they just wanted the status quo to remain the status quo. No rocking the boat, and changing the movements of the stars and planets was rocking the boat. But truth will out, that's the theory.
The powers, today the government and private industry, want the status quo because they may have a better understanding of the citizens than I do. They may correctly assess the mental state of citizens as stupid, scared and lazy: Too stupid to figure out something that affects their very lives, too scared to ask questions, and too lazy to change, and therefore needing protection, and soothing, and reassurance. Lies will do nicely; they will never know the difference.
The citizens...that's you, Mister and Miss Stupid, Scared, and Lazy. Maybe you deserve to die falling to your deaths caused by something you could have, should have, would have fixed, but didn't because you are too stupid to figure out what happens when a large door opens up on a fast moving airplane, too scared to question authority who gives nonsense explanations, and too lazy to think actively instead of passively.
But you've got emotions; every animal has them. That's why you dwell on the swear words and pass by the facts; that's why you remember the insult and forget the reasoning; that's why you reject the begging and don't challenge the conclusions.
It's hard to learn. It's easy to hate. You're just like everyone else. Almost everyone else.
Not me. I learned and I'm trying very hard not to hate.
There is no conspiracy to conceal the door openings. There is no plot to hide the door openings. There is no coverup of the door openings. How can that be? How can so many smart, honest, educated people be wrong?
Easy, and here's how.
Well, get comfortable in a safe surrounding, I'll talk very basic so you can understand, and all you have to do is read this little story. Here we go.
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Comment: Try anything short of violence to get idea heard.
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