Futility Closet - 204-Mary Anning's Fossils
Episode Date: June 11, 2018In 1804, when she was 5 years old, Mary Anning began to dig in the cliffs that flanked her English seaside town. What she found amazed the scientists of her time and challenged the established view o...f world history. In this week's episode of the Futility Closet podcast we'll tell the story of "the greatest fossilist the world ever knew.” We'll also try to identify a Norwegian commando and puzzle over some further string pulling. Intro: William Rowan Hamilton was so pleased with the fundamental formula for quaternions that he carved it into the bridge on which it occurred to him. On Christmas morning 1875, Mark Twain's daughter discovered a letter from the moon. Sources for our feature on Mary Anning: Shelley Emling, The Fossil Hunter: Dinosaurs, Evolution, and the Woman Whose Discoveries Changed the World, 2009. Thomas W. Goodhue, Fossil Hunter: The Life and Times of Mary Anning (1799-1847), 2004. Hugh Torrens, "Presidential Address: Mary Anning (1799-1847) of Lyme; 'The Greatest Fossilist the World Ever Knew,'" British Journal for the History of Science 28:3 (September 1995), 257-284. Crispin Tickell, "Princess of Palaeontology," Nature 400:6742 (July 22, 1999), 321. Adrian Burton, "The Ichthyosaur in the Room," Frontiers in Ecology and the Environment 10:6 (August 2012), 340. Tom Huntington, "The Princess of Paleontology," British Heritage 26:2 (May 2005), 44-59. Michael A. Taylor and Hugh S. Torrens, "Fossils by the Sea," Natural History 104:10 (October 1995), 66. Renee M. Clary and James H. Wandersee, "Mary Anning: She's More Than 'Seller of Sea Shells at the Seashore,'" American Biology Teacher 68:3 (March 2006), 153-157. Peggy Vincent et al., "Mary Anning's Legacy to French Vertebrate Palaeontology," Geological Magazine 151:1 (January 2014), 7-20. Michael A. Taylor and Hugh S. Torrens, "An Anonymous Account of Mary Anning (1799–1847), Fossil Collector of Lyme Regis, England, Published in Chambers's Journal in 1857, and its Attribution to Frank Buckland (1826–1880), George Roberts (c.1804–1860) and William Buckland (1784–1856)," Archives of Natural History 41:2 (2014), 309–325. Justin Pollard and Stephanie Pollard, "Mary Anning: Born 21 May 1799," History Today 68:3 (March 2018), 22-23. Sarah Zielinski, "Mary Anning, an Amazing Fossil Hunter," Smithsonian, Jan. 5, 2010. Shelley Emling, "Mary Anning and the Birth of Paleontology," Scientific American, Oct. 21, 2009. "Mary Anning," Discover 38:4 (May 2017), 47. "Mary Anning, the Fossil Finder," All the Year Round 13:303 (Feb. 11, 1865), 60-63. John P. Rafferty, "Mary Anning," Encyclopaedia Britannica, May 17, 2018. "Mary Anning (1799-1847)," University of California Museum of Paleontology (accessed May 27, 2018). "Mary Anning," University of Bristol Paleobiology Research Group (accessed May 27, 2018). In 1830 the geologist Henry De la Beche painted this watercolor depicting every one of Mary's finds -- he sold lithographs and gave the proceeds to her. This increased her security, but apparently not beyond worry. Listener mail: Ryan Osborne, "'America's Spirit Animal 2018:' Twitter Loves the Bear Who Ate Two Dozen Cupcakes," WFAA, May 12, 2018. Michael George, "New Jersey Baker Says Bear Broke Into Car, Ate 2 Dozen Cupcakes, Left Only Paw Print," NBC New York, May 11, 2018. Gene Myers, "Cupcake-Eating Bear Celebrated With Bear-Shaped Cupcakes by Bakery," North Jersey, May 11, 2018. Thomson Reuters, "Alaska Bear Falls Through Skylight Into Party, Eats All the Cupcakes," CBC News, June 25, 2014. Lindsay Deutsch, "Bear Falls Through Skylight, Eats Birthday Cupcakes," USA Today, June 26, 2014. Brendan Rand, "5-Year-Old Girl Attacked, Dragged by Black Bear," ABC News, May 14, 2018. Courtney Han, "5-Year-Old Girl Who Was Attacked and Dragged by Bear Is Released From Hospital," ABC News, May 19, 2018. To Tell the Truth, Jan. 17, 1966. Wikipedia, "To Tell the Truth" (accessed June 9, 2018). This week's lateral thinking puzzle was contributed by listener Stefan, who sent this corroborating link (warning -- this spoils this puzzle). You can listen using the player above, download this episode directly, or subscribe on Apple Podcasts or Google Play Music or via the RSS feed at http://feedpress.me/futilitycloset. Please consider becoming a patron of Futility Closet -- you can choose the amount you want to pledge, and we've set up some rewards to help thank you for your support. You can also make a one-time donation on the Support Us page of the Futility Closet website. Many thanks to Doug Ross for the music in this episode. If you have any questions or comments you can reach us at podcast@futilitycloset.com. Thanks for listening!
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Welcome to the Futility Closet podcast, forgotten stories from the pages of history.
Visit us online to sample more than 10,000 quirky curiosities from a mathematical bridge
to Mark Twain's Christmas.
This is episode 204.
I'm Greg Ross.
And I'm Sharon Ross. In 1804, when she was
five years old, Mary Anning began to dig in the cliffs that flanked her English seaside town.
What she found amazed the scientists of her time and challenged the established view of world
history. In today's show, we'll tell the story of the greatest fossilist the world ever knew.
We'll also try to identify a Norwegian commando and puzzle over some further string pulling.
In the late 18th century, the world's history was well understood.
God had created the earth about 6,000 years ago with all the species that we see today.
Animals didn't change and they didn't die out, since an extinction would mean that God's creation wasn't perfect. If the skeleton of an unknown creature came to light,
it must have come from a distant place, or possibly it had been placed there by God as a test of faith.
The idea of a deeper history was just beginning to take hold. It was only in 1795 that geologist
James Hutton proposed the notion of a past and present in which, he said,
geologist James Hutton proposed the notion of a past and present in which, he said,
we find no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end. Into this world in 1799 was born a girl named Mary Anning. She was born to a poor cabinetmaker in Lyme Regis, a village on the
southern coast of England where her father liked scouring the beach for oddities which he'd gather
to sell to tourists as souvenirs. By the time she was five or six, Mary had become his regular
companion on these trips. He even made a little pick for her so she could dig for herself in the cliffs that stood on
either side of the town. Those cliffs, known as the Blue Laius, were made of limestone and shale,
and as rainwater seeped through them, they were constantly crumbling and sliding into the ocean.
As one local farmer put it, all this land is in love with the sea. As they crumbled, the cliffs
turned up little treasures, which the local people gave fanciful names,
like snake stones, cupid wings, stone lilies, and ladies' fingers.
They called these things fossils, but at the time that only meant things
that had been dug up from the ground.
No one knew what they were or why they appeared in such numbers at Lyme Regis.
The reason lay some 200 million years in the past,
when southern Britain lay near the equator,
submerged under a subtropical sea full of strange creatures. When the creatures died, the remains fell to the
sea floor and were buried. Then, over unthinkable ages, they were drawn northward and pressed into
the cliffs that now flanked Mary Little Village. The cliffs made up one of the most geologically
unstable coastlines in the world, where high tides and strong storms carried away two to three feet
of earth each year. And that brought these forgotten creatures to light again, just as scientists were starting
to suspect that time was much deeper than we'd thought. Mary didn't know any of this, but she
knew how to find fossils. When her father died in 1810 at age 44, he left behind a pregnant wife,
his two children, and a large debt. Mary was only 11, but after a lady gave her half a crown for a
spiral shell,
she began roving the coast each day looking for more curiosities that she could sell to earn money.
One summer day in 1811, just after Mary turned 12, her brother Joseph was prospecting alone when he
unearthed an enormous skull. It was four feet long and had huge eyes and more than 200 teeth.
He ran back to town and got some local men to help him dig it out and bring it home. He believed it had belonged to a crocodile, but Mary had her doubts, and she returned to the
site later, where she began to uncover its skeleton. She found that its backbone was made
up of 60 vertebrae. It wasn't a crocodile, but an unknown creature 17 feet long. Over the ensuing
months, she unearthed the whole thing with help from local workmen. When it was completely
excavated, it took several men to carry it to her father's shop. It had the flippers of a dolphin,
the mouth of a crocodile, and a pointed snout like a swordfish. In fact, it was an ichthyosaur,
the first one to be known by the scientific community of London. She sold it for 23 pounds,
the equivalent of several thousand pounds today, which was enough to feed the family for six
months and begin to pay off some of their debts. The skeleton was exhibited in a London Museum of Natural Curiosities,
which was the nearest thing in Mary's area to a natural history museum.
The ichthyosaur posed a challenge to the Christian understanding of the world.
No one could remember seeing such a creature before.
How could Mary have found an animal that no longer existed when God had created the world just as it was today?
The Geological Society of London had been founded in 1807 to consider such questions.
It was now becoming influential, but it didn't admit women, even as guests.
Sir Everard Holme, England's leading anatomist, thanked the people who had bought the skeleton
from Mary, but never acknowledged Mary herself for finding it.
And he thanked the museum for cleaning it so carefully, though that had been Mary's work too.
Because she was poor, Mary lacked
the education and position to name her discoveries herself. She wasn't even named in the scholarly
papers that other people wrote about the ichthyosaur. But she read whatever she could find
about the puzzling new questions that were confronting science. If she could get hold of a
geology article, she'd transcribe it into her journal, and within a few years of receiving her
first geology book, at age 14, she began to master anatomy, animal morphology,
and science illustration. On her kitchen table, she dissected dead squid, cuttlefish, and other
soft-bodied cephalopods to learn what they ate, how they lived, and how their bones and muscles
moved. Outside on the beach, years of experience had taught her to judge the best places to find
fossils, and that gave her insights that the armchair theorists didn't have. The science
writer John Murray wrote, I once gladly availed myself of a geological excursion and was not a
little surprised at her geological tact and acumen. A single glance at the edge of a fossil peeping
from the blue lias revealed to her the nature of the fossil and its name and character were
instantly announced. Also, Mary had learned to extract them from the rock with patience and care.
She did a lot of her work in the winter months,
when the cliffs tended to erode most rapidly.
She wore a battered top hat and a cloak,
with multiple skirts to keep out the cold,
and had to search each new landslide for fossils quickly
before they could be lost to the sea.
This was very dangerous.
Her father had once fallen from a cliff,
and her dog Trey was eventually killed in a landslide.
Mary's friend Anna Maria Pinney wrote in her journal,
Mary goes out just before the waters begin to ebb, and we climb down to places which I'd have
thought impossible to have descended had I been alone. The wind was high, the ground slippery,
the waves beating against the church cliffs as we went down. Our dangers were by no means over,
for when we had clambered to the bottom of the corporation wall, we had frequently to walk along
the blue-lias cliffs, where there was just room to stand and no more, the sea being behind us. In one place, we had to make haste to pass between the dashing of two
waves. Before I knew what she meant to do, she caught me with one arm around the waist and
carried me for some distance with the same ease as you would a baby. Between 1815 and 1819,
when she wasn't even 20, she unearthed several more complete specimens of ichthyosaur,
some tiny and some large, which allowed geologists to study
their anatomy more closely. One of these ichthyosaurs was bought by Lieutenant Colonel Thomas James
Birch, a well-to-do collector who would take into visiting Mary and her mother and buying specimens
from them. The family were desperately poor, and he decided to sell off his own fossils to support
them. He wrote to a fellow geologist, Gideon Mantell, I am going to sell my collection for
the benefit of the poor woman and her son and daughter at Lyme, who have in truth found almost all the fine things which have been submitted to scientific investigation. When I went to Charmouth and Lyme last summer, I found these people in considerable difficulty on the act of selling their furniture to pay their rent, in consequence of their not having found one good fossil for near a twelve-month. I may never again possess what I am about to part with, yet in doing so I shall have the satisfaction of knowing that the money will be well applied.
The three-day sale drew record interest, and Birch sold 102 items for 400 pounds, about $50,000 today.
He gave it all to the Annings, which gave them some financial security as well as a big boost in publicity and business.
A year and a half after the auction, in early 1821, Mary found a five-foot ichthyosaur which went to the British Museum.
Within the next year, she found three more, one of them 20 feet long.
As before, all these finds were credited to the gentleman collectors who bought them from her.
Eventually, it would be understood that the ichthyosaurs she was finding were of different species,
but at the time they weren't considered spectacular,
and the Annings were beginning to face competition from other fossil hunters,
which increased their worries about money.
In September 1821, Mary's mother had to write to the curator at the British Museum to beg him to pay for an ichthyosaur that he'd purchased. She wrote,
As I am a widow woman and my chief dependents for supporting my family being by the sale of
the fossils, I hope you will not be offended by my wishing to receive the money for the last fossil,
as I assure you, sir, I stand much in need of it. Mary would go on to find several more ichthyosaurs, but scientifically, her most important discovery
occurred on December 10, 1823, when she unearthed the remains of a curious creature nine feet long
and six feet wide, with a head only four to five inches long. She'd found remnants of this type of
creature before, but never a skull, and often the bones had been in poor condition. This was a
complete skeleton. The geologist William Buckland
arranged for it to be shipped to London, and Mary was paid 110 pounds, the highest price she'd ever
fetched for a single fossil. Buckland was fascinated by the creature, which he described as a serpent
threaded through a turtle. He wrote, to the head of the lizard, it united the teeth of the crocodile,
a neck of enormous length, resembling the body of a serpent, a trunk and tail having the proportions
of an ordinary quadruped, the ribs of a chameleon, and the paddles of a whale. What it was was a plesiosaur, a creature
entirely different from any sort of existing animal, and its discovery increased Mary's respect
and legitimacy in the scientific community. Her finds were now sought not only by scientists and
museums, but by European nobles who collected curiosities, and even by American museum curators.
She was still excluded from the formal scientific discussions in London, but she kept digging and
kept studying anatomy by cutting up modern fish and studying the bones of ancient animals.
In 1824, she wrote to the British Museum to ask for a full list of its collection,
and there are reports that she studied French, so she might try to contact Georges Cuvier,
the influential French naturalist, in his own language. After visiting Mary in 1824, Lady Harriet Sylvester, the widow of the former
recorder of the City of London, wrote in her diary,
The extraordinary thing in this young woman is that she has made herself so thoroughly acquainted
with the science that the moment she finds any bones, she knows to what tribe they belong.
She fixes the bones on a frame with cement and then makes drawings and has them engraved.
It is certainly a wonderful instance of divine favor that this poor ignorant girl should be so blessed,
for by reading and application she has arrived to that degree of knowledge
as to be in the habit of writing and talking with professors and other clever men on the subject,
and they all acknowledge that she understands more of the science than anyone else in this kingdom.
In Lyme Regis, Mary's mother had always run the business end of the family's fossil hunting
enterprise, but by the mid-1820s, Mary had begun to take charge. They lived in the center of town
where they kept a table of curiosity set up outside the house, but Mary's father had always
dreamed of opening a proper fossil shop with a glass window in which he could display his finds.
In 1826, when she was 27, Mary bought a cottage farther from the sea and named it Anning's Fossil
Depot with a glass window in the front, just as he'd always wanted.
And her discoveries continued.
In 1828, she unearthed what Buckland called a monster resembling nothing that has ever been seen or heard of upon Earth,
excepting the dragons of romance and heraldry.
It was the four-foot skeleton of a flying reptile, a pterosaur,
the first such specimen found outside Germany and the first complete remains to be found anywhere.
Buckland described the creature in the Transactions of the Geological Society in February 1829.
He noted that Mary had found it, but he himself was given credit for the discovery.
That December, she made her fourth major discovery, a new fish, Squaloraja polyspondylo,
which was an ancestor to both the shark and the ray. At the end of 1830, she found yet another
species of plesiosaur,
her fifth major discovery, and two years later she found the skull of a 30-foot ichthyosaur.
The fossil hunter Thomas Hawkins, who later unearthed that skeleton, wrote of her,
this lady, devoting herself to science, explored the frowning and precipitous cliffs there,
when the furious springtide conspired with the howling tempest to overthrow them,
and rescued from the gaping ocean, sometimes at the peril of her life,
the few specimens which originated all the fact and ingenious theories.
Throughout this period, Mary was receiving visits by eminent scientists, including Louis Agassiz,
Gideon Mantel, and Richard Owen. In 1838, Buckland convinced the British Association for the Advancement of Science to give her an annuity, and the Geological Society of London
made her an honorary member, though being a woman, she was not allowed to become a regular member.
When she wrote her name in the pocketbook of the visiting German physician Karl Gustav Karls,
she was able to add,
I am well known throughout the whole of Europe.
Incidentally, it's often claimed that Mary Anning inspired the tongue twister
She Sells Seashells by the Seashore, which was written by Terry Sullivan in 1908.
I can't say for sure that that's false, but I'm not sure it's true.
I don't think that's known for certain.
In 1846, after a long career, she finally grew ill.
William Buckland persuaded the Geological Society to make a special fund for her,
but she died of breast cancer on March 9, 1847, at the age of 47.
She was given an official obituary in the Quarterly Journal of the Geological Society of London,
an unprecedented honor for a woman and a non-member. In his address the following year, the president of the society
praised her contributions, but the organization did not admit women for another 72 years.
Ben Franklin said that if you want to be remembered, you should either do something
worth writing about or write something worth reading, because in the long run,
it's only what gets written down that survives. Mary Anning did something worth writing about.
She found four ichthyosaurs, two plesiosaurs, and a pterosaur, plus squaloraja,
and hundreds, perhaps thousands, of other fossils. But she was a woman, an uneducated, poor woman,
who spoke a regional dialect, and most of her finds ended up in museums and private collections
without credit to her. She knew most of the leading geologists of her day, but her gender
and lack of education prevented her from publishing and kept her out of the Geological Society, where the new science of paleontology was most intensively discussed.
Instead, men wrote up her finds, and men got the credit for her discoveries.
Her friend Anna Maria Pinney wrote,
To be fair, none of this was malicious or mean-spirited. The male scientists she worked with were actively grateful for her contributions.
They praised her publicly, and some of them made efforts to reward her. But until William Buckland
convinced the establishment to give her an annuity, her family were nearly destitute.
Because her contributions weren't documented, as time passed, they began to be forgotten by the
scientific community and by most historians. After 1885, her private papers
were distributed as curiosities, and as late as 1930, one local historian described her as a
handmaid of scientific men. Today, she's begun to take her proper place in the history of paleontology,
but the record of her contributions is still sadly incomplete. The skull of her first ichthyosaur is
on display at the Natural History Museum of London, but its body has been lost. Her fourth notebook
survives, but the first three are gone. Her plesiosaur is also at the Natural History Museum of London, but its body has been lost. Her fourth notebook survives,
but the first three are gone. Her plesiosaur is also at the Natural History Museum, but the pterosaur is not on display, and her squaloradra was destroyed during World War II. But the
importance of her role is finally becoming fully recognized. Today, there are more biographical
works written about Mary Anning than any other British or Irish geologist other than Charles
Darwin. In 2010, the Royal Society named her one of the 10 most influential women scientists in British history,
and the Natural History Museum calls her the greatest fossil hunter ever known.
In her home village, Lyme Regis, there's now a road named after her,
and the local museum presents exhibits about her discoveries.
And a stained glass window in the Lyme Parish Church honors her memory.
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Our show has been noticeably bear-less since episode 199, and we're about to rectify that.
Keith Snodgrass wrote,
Dear Greg, Sharon, and Sasha, I love the continuing coverage of bears.
As an information management professional, I must ask why bears is not listed as a category on your webpage right sidebar.
So bear story.
My in-laws owned a house
on the north shore of Lake Tahoe in Nevada.
They returned from grocery shopping one day
and my father-in-law carried
the first couple of bags of groceries
from the garage to the house
while my mother-in-law started
to organize the other bags.
My father-in-law entered the kitchen
where he encountered
an approximately 600 pound mama bear
who had torn off the screen door to gain entry.
Mama Bear was at the kitchen sink and immediately ran back outside when her presence caused my
father-in-law to exclaim loudly, investigation revealed that Mama Bear had carefully opened
all the kitchen cabinets, found a very large bottle of chondroitin, and had eaten it.
Perhaps she had barethritis. She also ate quite a few
still-wrapped thin mints. Otherwise, the only damage was the screen door. They really can be
graceful creatures. Thanks for the podcast. I always enjoy it. Chondroitin is a supplement
that's taken for arthritis, and it's generally made from animal cartilage, so I guess that's
why the bear was interested in it, unless, as Keith suggested, it happened to have arthritis. It's interesting how some of the bear stories we've heard do
mention that bears did very little damage to the area. It seems like it's mostly when they can't
get to the food that they smell or when they get trapped, like in a vehicle, that then they tend
to do a lot more damage. I wonder what the bears think is happening in a situation like that. I
guess they don't think about it.
But it must be very strange for them to just find these foods in, I guess, what they think is a cave somewhere and have the owners come back.
I also thought that if the bears were going to be tearing the doors off, then the question of what kind of doorknob is on the door is actually kind of moot at this point.
Good point.
André Kordemusch sent us a link to another bear story, this one from New Jersey.
On May 10th, a black bear in Rockaway Township smashed the window of an SUV and ate two dozen
cupcakes that a baker had made for a special order, leaving behind a paw print and some
smeared icing.
WFAA, a Dallas, Texas TV station, posted the story on their website and tweeted it out
and was amazed at the reaction that they got. On May 12th, they posted an article that said,
sometimes a piece of journalism is so important and profound that its impact is felt far and wide
among readers. Other times, all it takes is a story about a bear eating a bunch of cupcakes.
They noted that it didn't matter that the cupcake heist
happened more than 1,500 miles from Dallas.
The story got a flood of Twitter mentions,
many of which were in support of the bear,
such as, not so fast, WFAA.
The bear allegedly smashed a car window and ate two dozen cupcakes.
Let a jury of his bear peer decide.
And I need to hear the
bear's side. Thank you. And challenge accepted, which I guess refers to trying to eat 24 cupcakes
in one sitting. I'm not sure what the challenge was otherwise. The baker whose cupcakes they
actually were was mostly concerned that she didn't want anything to happen to the bear,
as sometimes in these types of situations the bears are put down.
So she even created a special cupcake that looks like a bear face in honor of the event
and was tweeting using the hashtag Save Mr. Bear.
So clearly no hard feelings.
After I read the story that Andra sent the link to,
I was trying to learn more about it and googled bear ate cupcakes
thinking, well, how many bear and cupcake stories could there be, right? So the answer to that turns
out to be at least two. Back in June 2014, a bear fell through a living room skylight in Juneau,
Alaska as a couple was setting up a first birthday party for their child. The startled couple fled
the room while the bear proceeded to eat all the cupcakes. The bear was believed to be a juvenile weighing about 82
kilograms or 180 pounds. One of the homeowners told the local newspaper that he heard a cracking
sound and then watched a bear fall into the room about one meter away from where he was standing.
Can you imagine? Do they know why it was on the skylight? That seems like a
story. No, I don't. I don't know. Maybe that's so common that they don't even ask the question.
I guess he smelled the cupcakes. I don't know. At some point, the homeowners opened a door that
led to the backyard and yelled at the animal until it strolled out of their house. And I don't know
what happened with the cupcake-less birthday party, but USA Today reported that half an hour later,
what appeared to be the same bear walked into another occupied home
and was shot by the Juneau Police Department.
Yeah, so not a happy ending for the bear, even though he did get the cupcakes.
Maybe looking for more cupcakes.
Maybe.
And Coloradans have probably been thinking that it's about time
that we did a whole bear segment that didn't pick on their state, but I do have one more bear story. This is one that I happened to see recently,
and yes, of course, it was in Colorado. It was actually a bit of a scary story in which a five
year old girl was bitten and almost dragged into the woods by a bear in Grand Junction, Colorado
on May 13th. Apparently the child, Kimberly Sear, heard noises outside
her house in the early morning that she believed were from a dog and she went outside to investigate.
Her mother heard Kimberly screaming around 2 30 a.m. and ran out to find a large black bear
dragging the girl. Her mother screamed at the bear which then let Kimberly go. It's thought
that Kimberly probably really surprised the bear which wasn't expecting to encounter people at that time of night. Kimberly had to undergo nearly three hours of surgery to
repair injuries caused by the bear's teeth, and according to her surgeon, had hundreds of stitches,
but was released from the hospital a few days later and was said to be in good health and good
spirits. But unfortunately, there wasn't a very happy ending for the bear in this story either,
as Colorado Parks and Wildlife officers killed the bear three days after it attacked Kimberly.
So if there are any bears listening to this show, the lesson for today is don't threaten anybody and maybe don't eat cupcakes that don't belong to you.
And then I thought, well, maybe that's a good lesson for all of us and not just bears.
and not just bears.
In episode 181,
Greg told us about World War II's Operation Gunnerside,
a daring commando raid in Norway
to try to destroy
some strategic Nazi equipment.
Paul Mendelsohn wrote,
I love your podcast
and I'm going through them
whenever I can.
The segment on Operation Gunnerside
reminded me of an old episode
of To Tell the Truth,
re-watching and it matches.
One of the commandos of the team appeared on the show. Some of the details vary a bit from
the podcast, but it's an interesting watch. Can you guess which one is Casper before the end of
the episode? And Paul sent a link to a video of a 1966 episode of To Tell the Truth, which was a
game show in which a panel of contestants
were presented with three people all claiming to be the same person, and the contestants had to
guess which one was the real one. The contestants were given a limited amount of time to try to
question the three people, and the real person was supposed to give truthful answers while the
pretenders would make things up to try their best to fool the contestants. I have to admit that I
did not guess the right one
for being Casper Idlan, and the link will be in the show notes for anyone who wants to see if they
can do better than me. But both Greg and I were pretty surprised to learn that one of the commandos
had been on this show. Of all places, yeah. In looking this up, I learned that the show
To Tell the Truth ran continuously from 1956 to 1978 and intermittently after that, making it,
according to Wikipedia, one of only two game shows in the U.S. that has aired at least one
new episode in seven consecutive decades, with the other one being The Price is Right.
Thanks so much to everyone who writes in to us. We're sorry that we can't read all the email that
we get on the show, but we do appreciate hearing what you have to say. So if you have anything that you would like to say, please send
that to podcast at futilitycloset.com. It's Greg's turn to try to solve a lateral thinking puzzle.
I'm going to give him an odd-sounding situation,
and he has to work out what's going on, asking only yes or no questions.
This one comes from Stefan, a self-proclaimed Englishman in Edinburgh,
who wrote to say that he was catching up on our older episodes
and had just heard episode 146.
He says, I thought I had the lateral thinking puzzle solved
as soon as you finished speaking. Boy, was I wrong. So here's a slightly differently worded lateral thinking
puzzle that takes you to the place my brain went. And the puzzle in episode 146 was a man pulls
some strings following which his brother speaks to thousands. Remember that one? But Stefan's puzzle
is a man pulls a string following which his guest's brother speaks to millions what's going
on a man pulls a string yes following which his guest's brother speaks to millions all right so
now i have to get the old one out of my head yes yes it's not the old one okay uh his guest's
brother all right i guess let's start at the far end speaks to millions
does that mean it's a celebrity or well-known personality of some way you know what i mean
i i'm not sure is who someone the guest's brother is speaking to millions meaning millions of people
an audience of millions of people yes by some means yes so I guess what I'm asking is, is that personality, whoever it is, known to the audience?
Is it sort of a recognized public personality?
The guest's brother?
Yes.
No.
The one who's doing the speaking.
No, he is not.
But he's speaking to millions of them.
Yes.
Guest's brother.
So the man who pulls the string has a guest.
Yes. Who has a brother. So the man who pulls the string has a guest. Yes.
Who has a brother.
Yes.
Let me back up.
Is this true?
Whatever it is.
Yes.
Whatever it is.
Yes.
This really happened.
Yes.
I keep wanting to start it then.
Speaks to millions.
Meaning someone, okay,
so some real figure in history somewhere, a human being.
Yes.
Someone's brother.
Yes.
Actual brother.
Yes.
Spoke to millions of people.
Yes.
Would it help me to know what medium he used?
Whether it was radio, TV, or something.
Would that shed any light on this?
It's TV.
This happened on TV, which is how it was an audience of millions.
Okay.
Guest's brother.
Yes.
By guest, do you mean...
Man.
Not like a house guest?
Right.
Not like a house guest.
Like he's a host of some...
In some way?
Yes.
The man who pulls the string.
Right.
Like a master of ceremonies, would you say?
No. No. a host of some
kind yeah yeah is he well known uh yes in the uk and it doesn't it doesn't matter you don't need
to know who he is okay it's it's how is he like pulling a string and that causes his guest's brother to speak to millions um by pulling is pulling a string is that meant figuratively no
literally pulls a string literally pulls a string
guest see i want to understand what guest means guest's brother speaks to millions
and that's a direct effect of pulling the string. Yes.
The speaking wouldn't happen without pulling the string.
Correct.
Speaks to millions.
I keep thinking of like a...
Yeah?
Go ahead and say it.
Whatever it is.
Like a wind-up dollar sign
where you pull a string
and it speaks?
Yes, exactly.
That is exactly what happened.
But you said the guest's brother is human.
Yes.
He's the one who recorded the voice.
Oh, oh, oh.
This happened on the Graham Norton Show, which is a weekly UK TV chat show.
On Series 9, Episode 9, broadcast in 2011, one of Graham's guests was Tom Hanks.
Graham pulls the string on the back of a Toy Story Woody doll, which says,
Ha ha, boy, am I glad to see you.
After which Graham asks Tom, is that you?
And Tom admits that it's his brother, Jim, who does a lot of audio recording that requires Tom Hanks' voice.
They sound very alike, so most people don't notice the difference.
And Stefan sent a link to a youtube
clip of tom hanks discussing this with graham norton and we'll have that in the show notes
it's a really fun clip of hanks explaining about how his brother does a lot of his voice work for
him and then hanks describing what it was like to do all the voice acting for toy story which was
just amusing and i recommend people if they have any interest in looking at that. Stefan then ended his email with,
P.S. I love how you say futilitycloset.com.
To my British ears, it sounds like futilitycloset.com,
as the time I spend listening to Futility Closet is often an island of calm.
In an otherwise hectic day, this works out rather well.
Good.
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