ORIGINAL: warspite1
You know there are those that say Ambrose is a charlatan and a con-man; that this whole peanut brittle thing was just a way of allowing Ambrose to build a nice new extension on his house.
I've been reading Franklin's 2011 expose: Ambrose, Hero or Charlatan?
In this book Franklin argues that the events Ambrose describes in history happened- not because of Peanut Brittle - Brazilian or otherwise - but because of perfectly explainable reasons e.g. he states:
Case White was ordered because Hitler was a mindless sociopath
Britney shaved off her head because she had a breakdown
Mussolini was prone to mood swings because he contracted a rather unpleasant STD in his youth
Britain did not lose an empire because of a BPB ravaged ruling class
The T-34 was made of steel
Wasa sank because - well who knows, but the point is that peanut brittle - Brazilian or otherwise was not to blame.
But he goes further. According to Franklin he argues that Peanut Brittle is not even real. Pictures - such as the one M'Colleague Orm posted the other day are nothing more than pictures of Lasagne photo-shopped to look like Peanut Brittle. In short - its all a con.
But Franklin is not finished there. He also argues that Ambrose did not exist and gives three key questions that seemingly cannot be answered by anyone:
Where is the Parish record that shows Ambrose was actually born?
Why has the remains of the Saucy Nymphe never been found?
Who the hell calls their dog socks?
Interesting......
Warspite1
Mmmmm I am a little concerned by something I read this morning. As I was sat on the train this morning I noticed on the seat opposite an abandoned copy of Franklin's 2009 blockbuster, Ambrose: WTF??
As I have a 20 minute train journey into London I thought I would kill time by reading the book - although given the post above I was not expecting to find anything of interest - just a load more mud slinging by Franklin in a pathetic attempt at slurring a great man's name.
But what Franklin wrote shocked me to the core. The more I read the more my blood ran cold, my memory has just been sold, my angel is a centrefold....Oh sorry that was the J Geils Band....
My blood ran cold when I reached chapter 3, entitled Ambrose: You are an idiot sir!!
Franklin claims that Ambroses' entire work has been a nonsense. He has mistaken Peanut Brittle or PB for Lead (atomic symbol Pb). All his research has been one long episode of mistaken identity. The effect on humans of lead poisoning, most commonly manifesting itself in memory loss, brain damage or chronic abdominal pain are sufficient to explain all the incidents Ambrose puts down to Peanut Brittle overload.
Every time that idiot Ambrose saw the letters Pb, he put two and two together and got 765. For example: The captain of the Wasa was not under the influence of Peanut Brittle, instead - and there are many witnesses to this - just prior to sailing on that fateful day, he was seen sucking on a pencil for a
very long time. This resulted in chronic lead poisoning that caused him to steer his great ship straight into Brian the tree.
There was a high lead content in the steel used to build the T-34 but these great tanks were not built of peanut brittle.
Napoleon died of posioning from the lead contained in his wallpaper - he did not develop a Peanut Brittle habit.
I don't know about youse guys, but I am starting to wonder if Ambrose was indeed a bit of tool....
