Futility Closet - 268-The Great Impostor
Episode Date: October 14, 2019Ferdinand Demara earned his reputation as the Great Impostor: For over 22 years he criss-crossed the country, posing as everything from an auditor to a zoologist and stealing a succession of identiti...es to fool his employers. In this week's episode of the Futility Closet podcast we'll review Demara's motivation, morality, and techniques -- and the charismatic spell he seemed to cast over others. We'll also make Big Ben strike 13 and puzzle over a movie watcher's cat. Intro: In 1825, Thomas Steele proposed enclosing Isaac Newton's residence in a pyramid surmounted by a stone globe. In 1923 Arthur Guiterman found a rhyme for wasp. Sources for our feature on Ferdinand Demara: Robert Crichton, The Great Impostor, 1959. Robert Crichton, The Rascal and the Road, 1961. Frank E. Hagan, Introduction to Criminology: Theories, Methods, and Criminal Behavior, 2008. Joe McCarthy, "The Master Imposter: An Incredible Tale," Life, Jan. 28, 1952. Susan Goldenberg, "Unmasked," Canada's History 91:1 (February/March 2011), 31-36. Ray Cavanaugh, "Brother, Doctor, Soldier, Lies," National Catholic Reporter 51:20 (July 17, 2015), 16. David Goldman, "The Great Impostor," Biography 4:8 (August 2000), 24. "Ferdinand Waldo Demara, 60, An Impostor in Varied Fields," Associated Press, June 9, 1982. Tim Holmes, "Ferdinand Waldo Demara: One of the Greatest Imposters the World Has Ever Seen," Independent, Aug. 29, 2019. Kevin Loria, "The True Story of a Con Artist Who Conducted Surgeries, Ran a Prison, Taught College, and More," Business Insider, Feb. 20, 2016. "Americana: Ferdinand the Bull Thrower," Time, Feb. 25, 1957. Samuel Thurston, "Champion Rascal," New York Times, July 26, 1959. "Top 10 Imposters," Time, May 26, 2009. "'The Great Imposter' Reportedly a Cleric," Associated Press, Jan. 8, 1970. Thomas M. Pryor, "Universal to Film 'Great Impostor'; Career of Ferdinand Demara Jr. Will Be Traced -- Lilli Palmer's Pact Extended," New York Times, March 12, 1959. John Schwartz, "Ideas & Trends; James Gatz, Please Call Your Office," New York Times, March 11, 2001. Eric Pace, "Notes on People," New York Times, April 6, 1978. "Fake Surgeon a Success; Canada to Oust American Who Served Navy in Korea," New York Times, Nov. 21, 1951. "Navy Drops Bogus Surgeon," New York Times, Jan. 30, 1952. "Schoolmaster a Fraud; 'Surgeon' During Korea War Is Unmasked in Maine," New York Times, Feb. 15, 1957. Samuel T. Williamson, "Life Is a Masquerade," New York Times, Dec. 3, 1961. Glen Hallick, "Local Veteran Reflects on Service in the Korean War," Stonewall Argus and Teulon Times [Manitoba], July 25, 2013, 14. Glenn R. Lisle, "Waldo Demara Was a Daring Imposter," Ottawa Citizen, Jan. 20, 2006, A15. "The Original 'Impostor'," Newsday, Oct. 13, 1996, A.41. "Korean War Veteran Wells Met the Great Imposter," Scarborough [Ontario] Mirror, Nov. 12, 2012, 1. Marty Gervais, "My Town," Windsor [Ontario] Star, May 31, 2003, A5. Darren Mcdonald, "The Great Imposter," Chilliwack [B.C.] Times, Nov. 11, 2005, B2. John F. Morrison, "'The Great Imposter': Jack Doe of All Trades," Philadelphia Daily News, March 30, 1983, 22. Pat MacAdam, "The Great Impostor's Last Victim," Ottawa Citizen, April 11, 1999, A3. John Affleck, "Bold Look Into Minds of Conmen," Gold Coast [Southport, Queensland] Bulletin, June 18, 2016, 55. Glen Hallick, "Stan Davis Reflects on His Service in the Korean War," Interlake Spectator, July 25, 2013, 12. "From Our Pages: 1951," Kingston [Ontario] Whig, Dec. 27, 1999, 54. Darrel Bristow-Bovey, "The Man With 50 Lives," [Johannesburg] Times, Nov. 3, 2017. When Demara appeared on You Bet Your Life in 1959, Groucho Marx called him "the most intelligent and charming and likable crook I've ever met." Listener mail: "Hear Big Ben on the Radio Before You Hear It in Real Life," Londonist, Sept. 26, 2014. John O'Ceallaigh, "40 Amazing Facts About Big Ben – As Its Clock Takes on a New Colour," Telegraph, March 22, 2019. "The Great Bell - Big Ben," parliament.uk (accessed Oct. 5, 2019). Wikipedia, "Big Ben" (accessed Oct. 5, 2019). "How to Make Big Ben Strike Thirteen?", Secrets of the Universe, BBC, Nov. 1, 2010. Wikipedia, "Big Ben Strikes Again" (accessed Oct. 3, 2019). Jets Hunt, GPS Puzzles and the Sherlock Holmes Mystery: GPS (Global Positioning System) vs. Sherlock Holmes, 2010. This week's lateral thinking puzzle was contributed by listeners Neil De Carteret and Nala. You can listen using the player above, download this episode directly, or subscribe on Google Podcasts, on Apple Podcasts, or via the RSS feed at https://futilitycloset.libsyn.com/rss. 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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 pyramid for Newton
to a rhyme for Wasp.
This is episode 268.
I'm Greg Ross.
And I'm Sharon Ross. Ferdinand
DeMara earned his reputation as the great imposter. For over 22 years, he crisscrossed
the country, posing as everything from an auditor to a zoologist. In today's show,
we'll review DeMara's motivation, morality, and techniques, and the charismatic spell
he seemed to cast over others. We'll also make Big Ben strike 13 and puzzle over a movie watcher's cat.
In October 1951, the Canadian press reported a dramatic story. A heroic surgeon in the Royal
Canadian Navy had single-handedly treated 16 wounded Korean
soldiers aboard a pitching destroyer.
In one case, he had removed a bullet that had lodged a quarter of an inch from the victim's
heart.
All 16 men had survived, and the doctor, Joseph C. Sear, was being commended by the Navy.
The public may have been impressed to hear this, but one person who was absolutely flabbergasted
was Joseph C. Sear, who had been practicing quietly
from his office in New Brunswick. Sear recognized the imposter, the two had met earlier that year
in Augusta, Maine, and apparently the man had used his credentials to join the Navy. After he was
discharged, the imposter sold his story to Life magazine and revealed an almost unbelievable
career as a human chameleon. His name was Ferdinand de Mara, and he'd been born into unexceptional
circumstances in Lawrence, Massachusetts in 1921. He'd had a Catholic upbringing and was devout as
a boy. The family were well-to-do, but when he was 11, they lost their money and the bank took
their house. Whether that was the cause of everything that followed isn't clear, but his
reduced circumstances limited his ability to go places and control things, and he felt that keenly.
Whatever the reason, in high school he ran away from home to join a Trappist monastery in Rhode Island,
then joined the Army and the Navy, going AWOL from each.
And then he embarked on such a whirlwind series of impostures that I can't even summarize it completely here.
Over 22 years, he was a psychology professor, a deputy sheriff, a philosophy dean, a hotel auditor, a law student, a civil engineer, a hospital orderly, a zoologist, a prison warden, a high school teacher, and a surgeon.
And those are just the high points.
His biographer wrote in 1959, he has very likely been in more Catholic orders and institutions than any Roman Catholic alive today.
In many of these cases, he was stealing the identities of real people, a skill that he
cultivated into a science and could apply almost arbitrarily. He resolved to steal the identity of
Cecil Boyce Hammond, a biologist from Purdue, when he overheard a student praise him on a bus.
He drew another man's name from an Iowa State College catalog that a sailor happened to leave
behind at a serviceman's club. When asked why he had done all this, he said, rascality, pure rascality. But there was no mischief in his deceit. As he took each new
job, he applied himself conscientiously until he was discovered and then left willingly and
often regretfully. In nearly all cases, the employers declined to press charges,
both to avoid embarrassment and because they were genuinely sad to see him go.
If anything, he seemed to feel badly about what he was doing. He told Life, in this little game I was playing, there always comes a time when you find yourself
getting in too deep. You've made good friends who believe in you, and you don't want them to
get hurt and disillusioned. You begin to worry about what they'll think if somebody exposes you
as a phony. By all accounts, DeMar was extremely intelligent and had an exceptionally strong
memory. He seemed capable of doing any job he tried his hand at, so it's not clear why he didn't just follow the ordinary course in life.
His father said he was, quote, bright to the point of genius.
Things came easily to him, and he read constantly.
There was nothing bad in him.
He always wanted to help others, especially those who were suffering.
He said, I love the boy, but I don't know him.
He's good, and he's kind, and he has a really brilliant mind,
but I've never been able to understand him.
I don't think anybody else understands him either. Part of the problem
seems to be that he felt a contempt for convention. He wasn't rebellious, but he had no automatic
respect for authority. As a young man, he had worked in a home for aged priests in Montreal.
He said, after what I learned and saw there, I never felt uneasy in the presence of a bishop.
I felt he was probably no better than me, but just disguised it better and had better connections. And he saw little value in formal schooling. When a Catholic order
in Chicago sent him to DePaul University for a crash course in graduate theology, he passed it
with straight A's. He said, that experience really changed me. No matter how I might feel, I still
can't work up any respect for acquired learning. I can for character, but not learning. A man with
a good mind who trusts it can learn anything he needs to know in a few months. In his case, that seems to have been
true. At Gannon College in Erie, Pennsylvania, he taught courses in general, industrial,
and abnormal psychology. Asked whether he had any qualms about teaching these subjects to
college students, he said, why? I just kept ahead of the class. The best way to learn anything is
to teach it. So maybe he wanted to prove that he could skip conventional training and succeed by his own devices, an odd kind of ambition. He once said,
every novice carries a bishop's miter in his tunic. The best insight I've been able to find
is from his biographer, Robert Crichton. He felt that Damara's main enemies were boredom and a
sort of Walter Mitty fantasy life. He wrote, any job that Damara can legitimately expect to hold
is far beneath him. If he tries working in a hospital, it isn't long before he finds himself peeking into
the operating room, dreaming of the feel of a scalpel in his hand, knowing once more the
overwhelming and urgent sensation of men's lives depending on your knowledge and skill,
dreaming with a far-off look of the challenges that could await him.
When the dream passes, the sense of empty boredom in his real station becomes intolerable
and the blood of the imposter begins to flow once more through his veins. It is never very long after such a dream that he goes.
Plus, it must be said, all of this was fun. One observer at North Haven, Maine, where DeMauro was
arrested for posing as a schoolteacher, said, By God, you know, all of the time he was out here,
I always had the feeling that he was laughing at us. Not hard, you know, or nasty, but laughing
like he was enjoying a great big secret all his own. Oh, don't tell me he was having a real lot of fun posing. By now it may have occurred
to you that our main source for this whole tale is an admitted fraud. How do we know that it all
really happened? I had the same skepticism, but as far as possible it's been followed up. Crichton
spent a full year on the road with Damara, retracing his adventures all over the country
and confirming the facts to wherever he could. He even followed up his book about Damara, The Great Impostor,
with a second book describing their time together. And Life magazine fact-checked as much of Damara's
story as it could for its feature article in 1952 and said it stood up. For me, the hardest part to
believe is his stint as a surgeon in Korea, but here we have a statement by the Royal Canadian
Navy. Quote, all the medical authorities in the United Nations forces in the Far East
with whom Damara came in contact
have testified as to the extensiveness of his knowledge of medicine and surgery
and nothing has occurred to indicate,
either to RCN authorities or to the authorities of other forces in Korea,
that he did not possess the competence of a fully qualified medical man.
It seems he could learn anything quickly,
and 20 years of serial imposter turned him
into an expert in human deception.
One surprising principle that served him well is to tell as little of the truth as possible.
He said, I am a superior sort of liar.
I don't tell any truth at all.
So then my story has a unity of parts, a structural integrity, and this way sounds more like the
truth than the truth itself.
Two of his maxims were, nothing is more vulnerable and unreliable than the truth itself. Two of his maxims were, nothing is more vulnerable and unreliable than
the truth, and as long as a lie seems like the truth, it works like the truth, and thus it
becomes the truth. He worked this idea into a rule he called DeMara's Law for Passing, or the
Invisible Past. He said, almost all impostors I have found cut out a picture of what they think
they should look like, and then they begin piling up mounds of plausible-sounding information behind
that silhouette. Say they're supposed to come from Saginaw. What do they do? They learn the name of
the high school, of some streets, all sorts of information. When someone mentions Saginaw,
they leap right in, spouting information left and right. This, they feel, proves they must be
genuine. But I say, once they mention anything definite, they're now on record. I never mention
anything. Don't be too obvious about not mentioning anything, but always leave them with a shadow. If you meet someone who does come from Saginaw,
you've got to change the conversation or let him do the talking, which if you lead him the right
way, he will do. It really works. Wherever I have left, people are always suddenly amazed to find
they don't know one damn thing about me, where I was supposed to come from and have been,
although they all thought they did, that is, until the police began asking for specifics.
This good-natured evasiveness served him well even in professional situations. to come from and have been, although they all thought they did, that is, until the police began asking for specifics.
This good-natured evasiveness served him well even in professional situations.
Crichton once asked him how he was able to fool his fellow faculty members when he taught at a university.
He might be able to fool the students, but how did he convince specialists that he knew
their subject?
DeMara said, never win an argument.
If someone challenged him, saying why Descartes never made any such statement, DeMara would say, he didn't? Well, what's your version, doctor? Then when the explanation came,
he'd look enraptured and say, I never really thought of it that way before. Would you mind
very much if I made a few notes? The colleague would come away thinking of him as perceptive
and open-minded, and DeMara would just go about his business. In the Canadian Navy, he was able
to pose as a doctor by getting a senior medical officer to help him unwittingly.
He went to him and said, I've been asked by some people to work up a rule-of-thumb guide for the people in lumber camps.
Most of them don't have doctors handy, and they're pretty isolated.
Could we get together a little guide that would pretty well cover most serious situations?
The officer liked the challenge and spent two days putting together a guide for the amateur diagnostician,
and DeMara just followed that for the rest of his Navy career.
together a guide for the amateur diagnostician, and DeMar just followed that for the rest of his Navy career. He prescribed a lot of antibiotics, and if that didn't work, he'd maneuver the patient
to one of the six or seven other doctors and say, what do you think of this one, Bill? That doctor
would give his own opinion, and DeMar would always take it. Generally, he said that in posing as a
doctor, he found that many cases simply resolve themselves. He said, the seriously sick know
they're sick, and so do you, those you send to a hospital. The rest are all going to get better sooner or later, and anything you do for of an existing person, and that meant assembling a collection of official documents.
He learned to interview influential people and steal some stationery when they weren't looking.
Then he could write official-looking records to document his identity.
He turned ordering a college transcript into an art. He told Life magazine,
Believe it or not, if you give me ten days, I can produce a complete transcript of anybody's
college record. The key was to approach twice. First is what he called an innocent bumpkin,
sending a simple letter on ordinary stationery in which he naively requested the transcript
directly. He'd follow that up with what he called official paper, writing to the college registrar on stationery that he'd stolen from some hiring authority.
This pattern looked so convincing that no one thought to doubt it. He said it makes it easy
for the person being requested to comply. By the time you make the actual pitch, they aren't
surprised. They're sitting around waiting for it. In general, he found it paid to be audacious. If
he was asked to list a reference, he said, I have always found it pays to use the biggest names.
People are reluctant to bother important people on routine matters,
and they don't expect a fraud to use such obvious names. Similarly, if he wanted a job,
he'd write to the head of the company. He said, always go to the top, where they can make decisions where they are accustomed to make decisions. They not only work fast, but they don't have
second thoughts about how someone up there might like it. They're far more liberal in understanding
up top in any organization. They hire the underlings to protect themselves.
Once inside, he had two core principles. One was that, quote, in any organization,
there is always a lot of loose, unused power lying about which can be picked up without
alienating anyone. The second rule is that if you want power, you should avoid encroaching
on the domains of other people. It's better to start new projects on your own. Don't try to advance within a committee. Start a new one. He said, that way
there's no competition, no past standards to measure you by. How can anyone tell you aren't
running a top outfit? And then there's no past laws or rules or precedents to hold you down or
limit you. He called this expanding into the power vacuum. When people did begin to suspect that he
was a fraud, he fell back on the principle that the burden of proof is on the accuser.
His doubters would have to prove that he wasn't who he said he was, and he would feign outrage at being doubted.
He said, like the famous Marshall Fosch, whom my father admired,
My left is under attack, my right is crumbling, the center cannot hold. Excellent, I attack. That's my theory, too.
He said he wasn't caught more often because even when people grew suspicious, quote,
they don't want to be un-nice.
Most Americans would rather be liked than right.
It must be said, too, that he seems to have had some special appeal or charisma that let him get away with all this.
During their time together, he even proposed to deliver Robert Crichton's baby
to spare him having to pay for his own doctor.
He said he'd delivered babies in the past for Navy personnel.
Crichton found himself strangely compelled by the offer and put it to his wife, who pointed
out that Damara didn't have a medical license.
Crichton said that he hadn't had a license in his earlier medical career either and added,
it's just that, well, it means so much to him.
She said she wouldn't consider it, but Crichton found that he put off breaking this to Damara
to avoid hurting his feelings.
They did allow him to babysit their daughter when she was a toddler.
For someone who spent two decades deceiving people, DeMara came away
with an astounding amount of goodwill. When he was arrested in North Haven, Maine for posing as a
high school teacher, a delegation from the community pleaded for him. He'd even served as a scout
leader and Sunday school superintendent during his time there. The state police officer who arrested
him said, this guy didn't just assume the names or the titles like most imposters. He lives the
lives and does the jobs. Even the judge seemed to agree, telling DeMara on each occasion, deliberately or otherwise, you were
doing some good. He was found guilty of getting his teacher's certificate dishonestly but given
a suspended sentence. A fellow teacher said, I hope DeMara can come back. After all, what has
he done but use someone else's name? And all the good he has done must certainly outweigh the bad.
But DeMara refused to go back. He said, I wouldn't want my children to be taught by a known imposter.
The only jail term he ever received was six years in the brig for deserting the Navy,
and that was reduced to 18 months for good attitude and behavior.
His rehabilitation was considered so effective that the Army dropped its desertion charges as well.
O.B. Ellis, the head of the Texas prison system where DeMara had masqueraded as a deputy warden,
said, I can't deny it, and I don't see why I should. O.B. Ellis, the head of the Texas prison system where DeMara had masqueraded as a deputy warden,
said, I can't deny it, and I don't see why I should. B.W. or DeMara, or whatever it is you call him, was one of the best prospects ever to serve in this prison system. His future was bright,
if not almost unlimited. I can say this, if he could only appear again with some legitimate
credentials, and somehow this past was wiped out, I'd be proud to hire the man again.
Some of DeMara's good deeds show their effects to
this day. At the Brothers of Christian Instruction, where he presented himself as a zoologist in 1951,
DeMar had pressed the school to expand its junior college into a full-time formal four-year college.
They did, and it still exists, operating now as Walsh University in North Canton, Ohio.
DeMar pointed out that even the revelation of his misdeeds might have done some good. He told
Crichton, I don't mean to be boasting, but my lurid example has been instrumental in getting
colleges and businesses to change their sloppy ways of handling confidential information and
records. In other words, your privacy and your records are safer today because of me. His last
job was taken in his own name. He served as a religious counselor at Good Samaritan Hospital
in Orange County, California. They knew about his past but accepted him anyway. One co-worker said,
at first I was very skeptical, but he sort of grows on you. He finally had to stop work when
he lost both legs due to complications from diabetes. At the end, when he looked back over
his life, it's hard to know what he saw, whether he was proud of what he'd done or felt some private
misgiving. Though the implorers he'd deceived had all seemed to find him trustworthy and competent, he once told Crichton, I'm a rotten man. When he died at age 60 in 1982,
his doctor told the New York Times, he was about the most miserable, unhappy man I have ever known.
Over the last few weeks of his life, all he said was he wished he could die and go to heaven. In episodes 253 and 260, we discussed how tweets and other electronic communications
can travel faster than the seismic waves of an earthquake.
Karsten Hammond wrote,
faster than the seismic waves of an earthquake. Karsten Hammond wrote,
Thought you would be interested in this tangential riff on the whole earthquake slash Twitter issue. And Karsten sent a link to a Londonist video from 2014, which shows a woman
named Vicky Pipe standing on Westminster Bridge to test the theory that you can hear the chimes
of Big Ben faster on an FM radio than in real life. There's a BBC microphone in the tower next to Big
Ben, and since radio waves travel faster than the speed of sound, in theory you should be able to
hear the chimes just a bit sooner on the radio than you would hear them using just your ears.
At the time of the video, Radio 4 was broadcasting the first bong of the chimes live at 6 p.m. and
midnight, so someone standing on Westminster Bridge with a
radio could test the theory for themselves, as Pipe did, and laughingly discovered that she could
indeed hear the bong a split second sooner on the radio. Unfortunately, if anyone would like to test
this out for themselves, extensive repair work was started on the clock tower in 2017, and so Big Ben
is mostly silent these days except for occasional events such as New Year's Eve and Remembrance Day and is not expected to resume its usual tolling schedule until 2021.
I'm trying to imagine what that would actually be like.
It would be strange.
Yeah.
Tolling the radio and hear it on the radio before just the natural sound reached your ears.
Yes.
Yes, the woman recording it, Vicki Pipe, I mean, she just, she found it really, yeah, she was just laughing.
So this difference between the speed of sound waves versus radio waves could also allow for someone to possibly hear Big Ben chime 13 times at midnight, back when it was chiming regularly.
A BBC Three video from 2010 shows that if you're 1,360 meters from the clock and have a buddy holding a walkie-talkie near Big Ben, you'll hear 12 chimes on your walkie-talkie and then one more from the clock itself.
As at that distance, the sound waves from the bell are about four seconds behind the radio waves.
And this amusing fact has occasionally been used in fiction. For example, in an episode of
Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons, a 1960s British science fiction TV show. In an episode of the show
called Big Ben Strikes Again, first broadcast in 1967, the Mysterons, which are basically enemy
extraterrestrials, plan to destroy London by hijacking a truck carrying an atomic device.
The truck's driver, who was unconscious during the hijacking, awakens not knowing where he is,
but he hears Big Ben striking midnight on his radio and he hears 13 bongs instead of 12.
And this anomaly turns out to be a crucial factor for discovering the location of the atomic device,
which the Mysterons set with a 12-hour detonation countdown,
as you do when you're planning to blow up a city and you want to make for a suspenseful episode of television. That's a fantastic idea, though. Isn't it? I mean, it works with the story,
but just the idea of hearing 13 bongs. Yeah. And I also, I came across like a Sherlock Holmesian
kind of story about a woman who was kidnapped. And in a recorded message to her family,
she mentions that
she's so scared that she actually thought she heard 13 chimes of Big Ben on the radio at midnight,
and Sherlock Holmes II uses this information along with some other clues to help figure out
where she's being held. That's really clever. While researching this topic, I learned a few
things about Big Ben that I had been rather unaware of as an ignorant yank. While the name Big Ben is commonly used for the four-faced clock in its
tower, it is actually the nickname of the largest of the tower's five bells. The enormous bell,
which it is believed was originally meant to be called Royal Victoria, is officially called the
Great Bell, and there are a couple of different stories about where the name Big Ben came from, but no one actually knows for sure. The tower that houses Big Ben
and the gigantic clock was officially named, not too surprisingly, the Clock Tower, but was renamed
the Elizabeth Tower in 2012 in honor of the Queen's Diamond Jubilee. The original 16 imperial
ton bell was cast in August 1856 and was brought to London with some ceremony and
carried across Westminster Bridge in a carriage drawn by 16 white horses. Since the clock tower
wasn't yet fully completed, construction on it ran five years behind schedule, the bell was tested
in a garden at the Palace of Westminster where it cracked beyond repair in October 1857. A 13.5 imperial ton replacement bell was cast in
April 1858. It took 30 hours to winch this bell up to the belfry in the clock's tower,
and Big Ben rang out for the first time on the 11th of July, 1859. But in September of that year,
that bell also cracked and was then not used for the next
four years as a solution to the problem was sought. Eventually, a small square was cut into
the bell to keep the crack from spreading, and the bell itself was turned a quarter turn so that a
new, lighter hammer would now strike a different area. So the bell heard today is still this
cracked version with a slightly different tone than it originally had.
I didn't know any of this.
That must have been so vexing.
Yeah, I can imagine.
Very expensive, too, I think.
The lateral thinking puzzle from episode 260, and maybe not a spoiler alert as I won't
give away the actual solution, was about how someone could be younger than someone
else who has existed for a shorter amount of time.
Alan Davidson from New York City wrote,
Hello, Futility Closet.
I listened to the lateral thinking puzzle about a girl who was younger than her cousins
but had existed for a longer time than them and immediately thought of a different answer,
in vitro fertilization.
I had a co-worker who had two children through IVF.
They were conceived the same day and born several years apart.
The IVF procedure creates many embryos and the extras are stored for later
in case the parents want another pregnancy in the future.
If the puzzle narrator's daughter had been conceived via IVF
but remained in embryo storage until after her cousins had been conceived
and born the traditional way,
she would arguably have existed for a longer time
despite being younger.
Please pet Sasha for me and keep up the good work.
That makes sense.
Sure.
And Franz wrote,
Dear Sharon, Greg, and Sasha,
While listening to this week's lateral thinking puzzle,
I thought I had the solution right away
because I myself am aware of a similar situation.
But it turned out to be a different solution.
Here's my solution.
I was born on the 16th of July, 1992, at about one o'clock in the morning. A classmate from school
was born on the 15th of July, 1992, at about eight o'clock in the evening. But while my classmate was
born in Germany, I myself was born in Japan. So you've got, of course, the whole time difference
thing going on.
While being at the same time a day older than me and celebrating his birthday a day earlier than me,
my classmate is also about two hours younger than me. And that works out because Japan is seven hours ahead of Germany. So when Franz's classmate was born in Germany on the 15th at 8
p.m., it was currently 3 a.m. of the 16th in Japan,
or two hours after Franz's birth, making the classmate both one day older and two hours
younger than Franz, depending on how you reckon it. That makes a great puzzle in itself. That
would make a great puzzle in itself. And I wondered about people who are like, they're
born in one country but moved to another in a completely different time zone, and then your
age is always a little bit off. And I wonder if there might be like legal implications like when
it becomes super important if you're actually 18 or not if you commit a crime or something like
that you can imagine situations that'd be really important and ashley eastman who says that her
last name is pronounced just like the inventor ge Eastman, and yes, my elderly grandfather is confident we are related,
wrote about another topic from episode 260,
that of a listener who had written in about her cat that could open doors.
Purrs and headbutts to Sasha.
Listening to the listener mail on episode 260 brought a smile to my face.
My family had a Siamese mixed cat named Sammy.
One day, a few years ago, my family and I came home from vacation.
We pulled up to our house and discovered that the front door was opened.
Dad went in to see what was up, and nothing, no one inside.
Well, except the cat.
We unloaded and brought everything in and shut the door but didn't lock it.
Then lo and behold, we watched Sammy the cat jump and hang on the lever-handled door and open it.
Dad got to change the doors to regular
knobs after a few more times of the door being opened by Sammy. We are coming up on the one-year
anniversary of his passing over the Rainbow Bridge. Love you, Bubba. Thanks for bringing a tearful
smile to my face. Losing a pet is always so hard, and Sammy sounds pretty special. But I'll say
again that we are in big trouble if Sasha ever figures out this trick for herself,
and that's two cats we've heard of now
that were able to open doors for themselves.
Thanks so much to everyone who sends us email.
We really appreciate hearing your follow-ups,
comments, and feedback.
So if you have any of those to send to us,
please send it to podcast at futilitycloset.com.
And yes, I do still appreciate pronunciation help.
It's Greg's turn to try to solve a lateral thinking puzzle.
I'm going to give him an interesting sounding situation,
and he has to try to work out what is actually happening by asking yes or no questions.
This puzzle was sent by Neil deCarterette and his kitty Nala. A person is watching a thriller on TV.
Every time there's a dimly lit scene, the person looks at their cat. Why?
For some reason, I thought there should have a cat in it. I guess because you said
it's from both of them.
Yes. Yes. Nala helped write this, clearly.
Okay. You said every time there's a dimly lit scene, he looks at his cat.
Yes.
To see how the cat's going to respond to the...
No.
No.
Okay.
By dimly lit scene...
Okay, so he's watching this at home, I guess?
Yes.
I'm imagining then, are there other lights on in the room?
Yes. I'm imagining then, are there other lights on in the room? Yes.
I mean, what I'm trying to get at is when the screen is dim, does the whole room go
dim?
No.
So like a mouse comes out of a hole when that happens?
No.
No, nothing like that.
I like the thought, though.
So the dim lighting on the screen doesn't have anything to do with the cat's immediate
surroundings.
Right.
The dim light on the screen does not affect the cat in any way or the room.
But the cat, he's looking for a response?
No.
No.
He is not.
No.
He looks at the cat.
He looks at the cat.
But not to see the cat's response to what's on the screen.
Right.
Is that fair?
Right.
Not to see the cat's response at all.
Do I need to know more about
the movie or like you know would that help me to know like when the certain when when the screen
goes dim is there more i need to know about what's happening in the movie at that time no just that
it's dim yes is it that he somehow has like he's looking for a spare moment to take his attention
away from the movie and for some reason that correlates with the dimness on the screen.
That would be a very surprising answer.
Looks at the cat.
Would it help me then to figure out why he's looking at the cat?
Maybe.
Not sure this is the best line of questioning.
Okay.
So do I need to know more about the movie then?
No.
Did you tell me what kind of movie it is?
It's just a movie.
He said it's a thriller, but it's...
Is that important?
No, it's just a movie. He said it's a thriller, but it's... Is that important?
No, it's just, it's a movie that has some dimly lit scenes.
Is he just diverting his attention from the screen because he doesn't want to see what's on it?
No.
Do I need to, all right.
Looks at the cat.
Is the cat alive?
Yes, let's presume the cat's alive. Is the cat doing something I need to know about?
No.
The cat's just like maybe lying there.
Yes.
Like in his lap or something.
That's possible? The cat is not in his lap. The cat's just like maybe lying there. Yes. Like in his lap or something. That's possible?
The cat is not in his lap.
The cat's in the room.
Yes.
Doing nothing.
Let's say the cat is doing nothing.
And the cat's not watching the, I don't know if the cat's ever watched a movie.
The cat has not watched the movie.
Is there anyone else there?
No.
Just the man and the cat?
Let's say it's just the man and the cat.
Did this happen to Neil?
Is this true?
He didn't say that it was.
So I'm guessing he made it up, but maybe it is.
All right.
So let's just do this then.
He's watching the movie.
The screen goes dim at a particular moment.
Sure.
He looks at the cat, which is doing nothing.
Yes.
And then I guess at the end of the dim scene, he looks back at the TV or the whatever it
is he's watching?
Yes.
Okay. Is it ever the case that the whatever it is he's watching? Yes. Okay.
Is it ever the case that the cat does something when he looks at it?
Maybe not.
Perhaps not.
Perhaps the cat's sound asleep.
And it's not that he's diverting his attention.
Why would you look at a cat if you're not looking to see behavior and the cat may even not be doing anything?
You've forgotten to ask about a major line of questioning that you should tend to ask about in lateral thinking puzzles.
Is he dead?
That doesn't work.
That should have been my first question.
Is the location important?
No.
Is the time period important?
No.
Is this true?
I guess it is.
Don't know.
Don't know.
I asked all the people involved.
Is his occupation important?
No.
And usually you ask
is there anything else about the man that i need to know well but okay is there obviously there is
yes there is uh does he have like a condition or yes like a health condition yes that oh so he's
trying to avoid being influenced by the dimness of the screen no No. I mean, like, I don't know what quite that would be, but the dimness of the screen, like the change in light brightness could affect a neurological condition or something like that?
No.
But that's more vaguely on the right track than anything else.
Would he get the same outcome if he just looked at the wall or something instead of the cat?
Yes, yes.
So he's just taking his eyes off the screen?
Yes.
Why would you do that? And wall or something instead of the cat. Yes, yes. So he's just taking his eyes off the screen. Yes. Why would you do that?
And it's a condition of some kind.
And it's not that he's doing it to take his eyes off the screen.
He's doing it for another reason.
For putting his eyes...
And it doesn't have to do with his eyes.
But he looks at...
He looks at someplace other than the screen.
Let's say he looks towards the cat.
That's probably more correct than looks at the cat.
Is he avoiding pain?
No.
Is he avoiding the triggering of some condition?
No.
This has nothing to do with his eyes.
Why would you... But you're saying he looked at the cat.
So normally he's looking towards the TV.
And when a dimly lit scene comes on,
let's say he looks towards the cat instead of towards the TV.
But why would you do that on only a dim scene?
And it has to do with some of his abilities not being up to everybody else or more typical peoples.
of his abilities not being up to everybody else's or more typical people's is it that he is it that he you know it doesn't make any sense that he's not able to to discern what's on the screen when
it's too dim not that he can't but there's some things that you just can't discern as well on the
screen when it's too dim colors no um motion i mean what else is in a movie besides moving shapes?
You can't see people's faces as well when the scenes are dim.
So he's just diverting his eyes so he can listen better?
Yes.
And to distinguish who's talking?
No.
He's deaf in his left ear and relies on lip reading when he can see the actor's mouths but when the scene is dark
he turns his head to the left so that his right ear is towards the tv so that you can hear better
and the cat just happens to be on his left that makes sense thanks to neil and nala for that
puzzle which indirectly involved a kitty if anyone else has a puzzle for us to try animal involving
or otherwise,
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