Does this show side-by-side pictures of Joe Biden and 'Walter'? One is a brainless, wooden-headed dummy, the other is a Jeff Dunham puppet. I have trouble telling them apart.
Eh, we are wired to differentiate. I immediately looked at the differences and thought, they look nothing alike. Maybe if there was a random third person in the photo it would be more striking.
And I agree with Phil--especially the one with the guy's fingers all entwined in the other guy's hair. ???
It has the look of someone rushing to complete a project on deadline. Forced. I've seen better examples in real life. A "project" like this should be the work of a lifetime, only adding when suitable examples are found. He should invite people to give him leads and then follow up on them.
These should have just been head shots. The height difference between some of the doubles detracts from their similarity.
When I was in 9th grade, somebody showed me a photo in a magazine, which had a kid in the background who was about my age and looked *exactly* like me. I assumed it was just a doppleganger, but then years later I learned I was adopted. So it could be that I actually have a twin and by some amazing coincidence happened to see a photo of him.
Man... some of those people should have DNA tests done.
I'm fascinated by these photos for a couple of reasons. I'm a photographer and I've been fascinated by family resemblance for ages. Especially mothers and daughters. But the other reason is that everywhere I go, people look at me and their eyes get wide and they tell me I look just like somebody they know. This happens to me at least twice a week and it doesn't matter where. I attribute this to my average-white-guy looks. I'm really, really average looking.
You have to start with the eyes--same size and shape and color. Set the same distance apart. If that part falls apart, you might as well find another "look alike." The whole thing has the look of something a junior college "professor" would think up. Head to the local mall and spend fifteen minutes finding a doppleganger. You get back what you put in. In this case, not much.
I met my doppelganger when I was in high school - we surfed 10 streets apart. It was one of his friends who happened to be surfing at the same spot I was - he called me by his friend's name - Hershel (Mann).
I walked down to the street where Hershel hung out and met him. We ended up sitting on the beach wall, about a house apart, freaking out his friends as they showed up at the beach or came out of the water. Fun day.
Only saw him a couple of times after that - I went off to war, don't know what happened to him.
When I was in my twenties, I often had people come up to me and call me "Duffy". It did start to get me annoyed.
Once a very large dude came up behind me , got me in a bear hug and yelled, "Duffy!". He wasn't trying to hurt Duffy, just showing affection. At that point, I really started to worry and hoped Duffy was the nicest fellow in the world who had absolutely no enemies.
When I finally came face to face with Duffy, we were on a bus. So he says to me, "hey we look an awful lot alike. Would you mind coming to District Court on Monday and sit in the back of the room? I've got an armed robbery trial."
So I said, "Sorry, I have to work on Monday". I got off at the next stop. And the thing is, I didn't see the similarity. Both of us were short, long dirty blond hair, but facially I was way better looking!
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19 comments:
Weak.
Given that many are strangers to each other, the photographic poses are a bit creepy.
Does this show side-by-side pictures of Joe Biden and 'Walter'?
One is a brainless, wooden-headed dummy, the other is a Jeff Dunham puppet. I have trouble telling them apart.
Eh, we are wired to differentiate. I immediately looked at the differences and thought, they look nothing alike. Maybe if there was a random third person in the photo it would be more striking.
And I agree with Phil--especially the one with the guy's fingers all entwined in the other guy's hair. ???
Once I saw my double. Just once. It was unnerving. And I don't know why it was unnerving. But it was.
Question is - do you *want* to meet your doppelganger? I sure don't...
There are 2 kinds of people in the world: the ones who are drawn to distinctions and the ones who are drawn to samenesses.
There are 2 kinds of people in the world: the ones who are drawn to distinctions and the ones who are drawn to samenesses.
Lumpers and Spliters
I was mistaken for someone else once. Luckily, not by a cop.
It has the look of someone rushing to complete a project on deadline. Forced. I've seen better examples in real life. A "project" like this should be the work of a lifetime, only adding when suitable examples are found. He should invite people to give him leads and then follow up on them.
Spy magazine called . . .
If you're a tall skinny redhead, people will say that other tall skinny redheads look just like you, but they don't.
These should have just been head shots. The height difference between some of the doubles detracts from their similarity.
When I was in 9th grade, somebody showed me a photo in a magazine, which had a kid in the background who was about my age and looked *exactly* like me. I assumed it was just a doppleganger, but then years later I learned I was adopted. So it could be that I actually have a twin and by some amazing coincidence happened to see a photo of him.
Man... some of those people should have DNA tests done.
I'm fascinated by these photos for a couple of reasons. I'm a photographer and I've been fascinated by family resemblance for ages. Especially mothers and daughters. But the other reason is that everywhere I go, people look at me and their eyes get wide and they tell me I look just like somebody they know. This happens to me at least twice a week and it doesn't matter where. I attribute this to my average-white-guy looks. I'm really, really average looking.
You have to start with the eyes--same size and shape and color. Set the same distance apart. If that part falls apart, you might as well find another "look alike." The whole thing has the look of something a junior college "professor" would think up. Head to the local mall and spend fifteen minutes finding a doppleganger. You get back what you put in. In this case, not much.
The pair of womyn showing their abdominal tattoos was kinda creepy.
Why??
Because I anticipated the tattoos when I saw their faces!! Oh, you look like someone that would have tattoos....and there they are!!
I don't care to know about the piercings in the lady parts.
I met my doppelganger when I was in high school - we surfed 10 streets apart. It was one of his friends who happened to be surfing at the same spot I was - he called me by his friend's name - Hershel (Mann).
I walked down to the street where Hershel hung out and met him. We ended up sitting on the beach wall, about a house apart, freaking out his friends as they showed up at the beach or came out of the water. Fun day.
Only saw him a couple of times after that - I went off to war, don't know what happened to him.
Cheers
Ann Althouse said...
There are 2 kinds of people in the world: the ones who are drawn to distinctions and the ones who are drawn to samenesses.
Uh oh, what does that make me. I initially notice sameness, but then search for differences?
When I was in my twenties, I often had people come up to me and call me "Duffy". It did start to get me annoyed.
Once a very large dude came up behind me , got me in a bear hug and yelled, "Duffy!". He wasn't trying to hurt Duffy, just showing affection. At that point, I really started to worry and hoped Duffy was the nicest fellow in the world who had absolutely no enemies.
When I finally came face to face with Duffy, we were on a bus. So he says to me, "hey we look an awful lot alike. Would you mind coming to District Court on Monday and sit in the back of the room? I've got an armed robbery trial."
So I said, "Sorry, I have to work on Monday". I got off at the next stop. And the thing is, I didn't see the similarity. Both of us were short, long dirty blond hair, but facially I was way better looking!
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