Junior Crop Circles
I don’t have any pics to go along with this, but I’ll explain why here in a second.
My father-in-law is a private pilot, and flies a tiny plane called Piper Tripacer. If you have no experience with single engine planes I suggest you listen to Henry Rollins piece “Eric the Pilot”. Rollins goes into a great deal of detail of the experience of being in one of these tiny little machines that he aptly calls a “canoe with a plank.”
I was in the canoe with a plank, holding on for dear life, while we pitched around the sky of midwestern farm country when I spotted what looked a lot like crop circles. Now, the fact that I was afraid for my life deterred me from asking for the camera to take a picture of this phenomenon. Alas, I don regret that because they were so peculiar.
We’ve all seen pictures of crop circles before. They are stunning if only for their peculiar precision and geometric form. But what happens to those that are a little less than perfect? Surely they don’t all turn out so pristine the first time out? And it isn’t like you can erase an error in a field. What I saw looked an awful lot like a young alien working out the controls of his crop circle-omatic.
Instead of clean geometry the field was filled with strange loops and odd scribbles. It looked a little like someone decided to frame the field with the drawing of a confused five year old. Honestly, it was really quite striking for its lack of symmetry.
Either that or it was a strange pattern of crops that had been washed out. Who knows?
Tune in next time for Bartitsu! With pictures!
