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suggestions; and in some cases for the plain, simple moral support of wanting to see it finished. A few
words at the front never seems enough to repay this kind of cooperation.

John Ackerman, Firmament & Chaos, Philadelphia, PA; Halton Arp, Max-Planck Institut für
Astrophysik, Germany; Russell T. Arndts; Andre Assis, Universidade Estadual del Campinas-Unicamp,
São Paulo, Brazil; Petr Beckmann, Professor Emeritus of Electrical Engineering, University of Colorado,
Boulder; Michael J. Bennett; Tom Bethell, Hoover Institution, Stanford, CA, andAmerican Spectator ,
Washington, DC; Anthony Brink, South African Bar, Pietermaritzburg, South Africa; Candace Crandall,
Science & Environmental Policy Project, Arlington, VA; David Crowe, Reappraising AIDS Society,
Alberta, Canada; Peter Duesberg, Department of Molecular & Cell Biology, University of California,
Berkeley; Fintan Dunne, AIDS Watch, Dublin, Ireland; Hugh Ellsaesser, visiting scientist, Lawrence
Livermore Laboratories, Livermore, CA; Scott Fields; Charles Ginenthal,The Velikovskian , Queens,
NY; Tim Gleason, Unionville, CT; Larry Gould, Department of Physics, University of Connecticut,
Storrs; Tina Grant, Venice, CA; Lewis Greenberg,Kronos , Deerfield Beach, FL; Sheryl Guffrey, Tulsa,
OK; Ron Hatch, GPS Consultant, Wilmington, CA; Howard Hayden, Professor Emeritus of Physics,
University of Connecticut, Storrs; Marjorie Hecht, 21st Century Science Associates, Leesburg, VA;
Alex Hogan; Jackie Hogan; Joe Hogan; Mike Hogan; Bob Holznecht, Auto Air, Coco Beach, FL; Kent
Hovind, Pensacola, FL; Les Johnson, NASA, Marshall Spaceflight Center, Huntsville, AL; Phillip
Johnson, Professor of Law, University of California, Berkeley; Jeff Kooistra, Champagne, IL; Eric
Lerner, Princeton, NJ; Robert Lightfoot, Chattanooga, TN; Anthony Liversidge, New York, NY; Scott
Lockwood, Lubbock, TX; Christine Maggiore, Alive & Well, Venice, CA; George Marklin, Houston,
TX; Paul Marmet, University of Ottawa, Canada; Mike Miller, Quackgrass Press; Bill Nichols, Seattle,
WA; Mike Oliver, Carson City, NV; Henry Palka, Farmington, CT; Robert Pease, Professor Emeritus
of Physical Climatology at the University of California, Riverside; Peter Perakos; Thomas E. Phipps Jr.,
Urbana, IL; C. J. Ransom, Colleyville, TX; Lynn E. Rose, Solana Beach, CA; Peter Saint-Andre,
Monadnock, NH; S. Fred Singer, SEPP, Arlington, VA; Michael Sisson, Tampa, FL; Patrick Small;
Toren Smith, Studio Proteus, San Francisco, CA; E. D. Trimm, Covington, GA; Valendar Turner,
Royal Perth Hospital, Australia; Ruyong Wang, St. Cloud State University, MN; Brent Warner, NASA,
Goddard Spaceflight Center, Greenbelt, MD; Jonathan Wells, Olympia, WA; Eleanor Wood, Spectrum
Literary Agency, New York, NY.

Introduction
Engineering and the Truth Fairies
Science really doesn't exist. Scientific beliefs are either proved wrong, or else they
quickly become engineering. Everything else is untested speculation. —JPH

My interest in science began at an early age, as a boy growing up in postwar England. One of my
older sisters, Grace—I was the baby by a large gap in a family with four children, two boys and two girls
—was married to a former Royal Air Force radio and electronics technician called Don. He was one of
the practical kind that people described as "good with his hands," capable of fixing anything, it seemed.
The shelves, additions to the house, and other things that he created out of wood were always true and
square, with the pieces fitting perfectly. He would restore pieces of machinery that he had come across
rusting in the local tip, and assemble a pile of electrical parts and a coil wound on a cardboard custard
container into a working radio. I spent long summer and Christmas vacations at Grace and Don's,
learning the art of using and taking care of tools ("The job's not finished until they're cleaned and put
away" was one of his maxims), planning the work through ("Measure twice; cut once" was another), and
talking with people across the world via some piece of equipment that he'd found in a yard sale and
refurbished. Kids today take such things for granted, but there was no e-mail then. Computers were
unheard of. Don would never pass by a screw or a bolt lying on the roadside that might be useful for
something one day. His children once told me ruefully that they never got to play with their presents on