Driving home from work yesterday I was listening to an early Skeptoid podcast, a skeptical show about psuedoscience. It was about how New Agers have no notion of what energy is–instead of a measurement of capability to perform work, they think about it as a glowing cloud of mystical goodness or something.
He recounted a conversation with a friend who claimed to have healing powers. As best she could explain, she reckoned that her power came from an ability to “harness energy from an alternate universe.” The host asked her, “How much energy, and how is it stored? Is it heat? A spinning flywheel? An explosive compound? Food?”
Pretty funny, but it got me thinking about how I’d like to be able to harness food from an alternate universe. Like maybe a roast beef on rye, with a bit of horseradish.