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Disciple of Thermorex's avatar

> The fact that so many people showed up expecting a miracle, based on nothing more than the words of a ten-year old girl who claimed to speak with an imaginary being and her cousins, is itself pretty discrediting for that community.

This is a great point, along with being beautifully written. I do suspect there is some critical mass for events like this, wherein once 1,000 people indicate they're going, lots of other people join in since it's "something to do" or "such and such local person with status thinks it's worth going to" or "that girl I really like is going" and so on, similar to how lots of people go to festivals because they're friends are going. If some child seers were claiming that a major miracle would take place near where I live, and several thousand people were intending to go, I might also join in - assuming I had nothing else to do - just to see what those people are like.

One point Scott makes - which you didn't really address - is the consistency of the stories told by the witnesses. When you poll Americans who they're voting for, there's really only two answers you expect to hear. When you ask people to explain what the miracle they claim to have seen looked like, you should expect get a much wider range of responses, so it should be surprising when the stories sound consistent with each other; spinning sun, looked like it was falling and going to crush everyone. If the responses *are* consistent, then that needs explaining.

If you only have a small group of people who see the miracle, one explanation for this consistency might be that they spoke to each other after the event and made their stores 'fit' together more neatly. I think something like this happens in many social settings, such as in the aftermath of an argument. But this seems less likely to be the case when you're working with a larger group - those 60 people are less likely to have spoken to each other. Worth remembering too that there is a bias in the sampling *in favour* of people who saw something different from the standard story - see this quote from Scott's original piece "The diocese apparently didn’t trust the parish, and launched their own investigation five years later, including a call from the bishop specifically asking for people who had seen something different from the parish investigation’s story or even nothing at all".

> People often tell stories from their lives in ways that make them sound more interesting. Saying I was always a believer is a much less compelling narrative than having been skeptical at first and then becoming convinced.

This bit I'm less sure about. Is it more common that people alter their memories to show them updating from one position to another in order to make themselves more interesting than it is for people to claim they believed the 'right' thing all along? These aren't Bay Area rationalists who get social credit for 'updating'. My point being that if somebody from 1910s Portuguese society was a skeptic and then witnessed a miracle, they would be more likely to play down their previous skepticism than to exaggerate it.

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Emmanuel Florac's avatar

I've read a whole book (I think it was a PhD thesis) on this subject a looong time ago and there isn't any believable and coherent description of what happened. Basically what would be surprising is that thousands of people baking for hours in the scorching sun of Portugal in mass hysteria would NOT have hallucinations. Particularly, that repeatedly looking at the Sun without any protection whatever, they wouldn't see blotches, moving lights, coloured blobs etc.

The closest I've been to such a moment of mass hysteria was on Sienna's Piazza del campo watching horses racing around us during il Palio, among a crowd of thousands packed like sardines. I can tell you that even if you don't give a frigging damn about horses and races and the competition between Sienna's neighbourhoods, you're just as mad as anybody else, hollering at the top of your lungs and feeling incredibly excited and literally high as a flaming kite on cocaine when the winning horse passes the line.

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