“First we worship the blind god, then we worship the sighted one.”From a dream
Today, if you believe in such things, is a Full Moon in Pisces. Personally, I am a Pisces with almost an Aquarius cusp; a couple of months ago I decided to “switch” to Aquarius exclusively. I was hoping it would improve my credit rating.
A funny thing, horoscopes. Did you know that in general, the Aquarius forecasts predicted more material success & business acumen than the Pisces ones? The Pisces horoscopes were often like: “well, you’re a lovable drunk; the spirit guides are watching you; follow your intuition.”
I don’t want to follow my intuition! I feel like if you’re so backed into a corner with a situation that you are forced to “follow your intuition,” you’ve kind of already fucking failed.
On this day in 1998, Swissair Flight 111 crashed in the Atlantic waters surrounding Nova Scotia, off the coast of Peggy’s Cove. (Peggy’s Cove is mostly known for its iconic lighthouse, one of the most famous lighthouses in the world.)
The flight—apparently known as the “UN Shuttle” because of its popularity with United Nations officials & a favorite of businessmen & scientists—crashed on-route to Switzerland from JFK Airport. All 229 passengers & crew were killed.
Among the dead was Jonathan Mann, former head of the World Health Organization’s AIDS program. Mann was crucial in pushing for AIDS research in the 1980s, referred to as “one of first to warn of potential global devastation” from the virus. A pioneer in the quest to combine health care and human rights, Mann resigned from the WHO’s Global Programme for AIDS in 1990 to protest what he perceived to be a lack of proactivity on the part of the organization in fighting the epidemic.
Mann’s wife, Mary-Lou Clements-Mann, also lost her life on the flight; considered a renowned expert on vaccines, she was a longtime head of the Division of Vaccine Sciences at the Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health. In addition, Clements-Mann was a member of vaccine committees for both the WHO and US Centers Of Disease Control.
A rather famous work of art was on Swissair 111 and considered destroyed upon impact—the 1963 Pablo Picasso painting “Le Peintre” (“The Painter”). Swissair declined to identify the owner of the painting, or disclose why it was being shipped. “Le Peintre” was estimated to be worth, at least at the time, $1.5 million.
As for the reason of the crash, a Transportation Safety Board of Canada investigation determined that:
…flammable material propagated a fire that started above the ceiling on the right side of the cockpit near the cockpit rear wall. The fire spread and intensified rapidly to the extent that it degraded aircraft systems and the cockpit environment, and ultimately led to the loss of control of the aircraft.
Now, you may be wondering why I know so many details about this crash; while of course it was tragic & well-covered in the media, it never had the high-profile of a number of other aviation disasters.
Well, I dreamed about a plane crash the night of September 1st 1998. In fact, I dreamt I was in the plane watching the crash start to happen, as a mother braced her child for impact. So when I found out about the crash about a day later, I was kind of…I was fucked up.
It was not the first time I had dreamt of such an event that came to pass. This had been going on for several years. But by 1998, I was getting tired. It was difficult for me to toggle between these seeming (seeming) precognitive experiences and the ins and outs of being an office drudge. Alcohol helped.
But isn’t that a typical Pisces for you?
Anyway, I do hope you have been enjoying the expanded content on my sites. Now that I’m unexpectedly unemployed again, I’ll have some extra time to work up new stuff.
Of course…my dreams had been warning me over the last several months about getting laid off. But things were going so well at the job—some of the best business articles (I think) I ever wrote, with great link-backs—I just ignored them.