Saturday, September 16, 2006

SLIders & the Streetlight Phenomenon

The phenomenon is known as street lamp interference, or SLI, and it possibly is a psychic event that is just beginning to be recognized and studied. Like most phenomena of this type, the evidence is almost exclusively anecdotal. I have received several stories like the one above from readers.

Typically, a person who has this effect on streetlights - also known as a SLIder - finds that the light switches on or off when he or she walks or drives beneath it. Obviously, this could happen occasionally by chance with a faulty streetlight (you've probably noticed that it's happened to you once in a while), but SLIders claim that it happens to them on a regular basis.

(Via The Anomalist.)


I might be a "SLIder." I've seen quite a few steetlights die when I'm approximately below them. But is there a causal basis or is it statistically inevitable?

To date, I've had only two witness. Peter A. Gersten and a friend saw a lamp wink out above me while I was leaving my motel to deliver a talk about Cydonia (in Sedona, AZ of all places). Which proves nothing, of course, but it piqued my interest.

(I recall the lamp being motion-sensitive. But in that case, it should have stayed on when I was walking beneath it. Maybe if I return to Sedona I'll drop by the Super 8 and have another look.)

5 comments:

Katie said...

Streetlights go out around my sister all the time. It totally freaks out her boyfriend.

Mac said...

Interesting. It's not "all the time" with me -- just enough to make me wonder.

Mac said...

WMB--

Great anecdote! It seems to tie into the idea that electronic equipment can be influenced (indirectly) by intense emotion.

Also, it's been noted by several researchers that people claiming alien contact experience this electromagnetic sensitivity.

Ray Palm (Ray X) said...

Gee. Streetlights never go out around me. Ergo, my mental powers are repairing them before they fail.

Best,

Ray


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Mac said...

Streetlights never go out around me. Ergo, my mental powers are repairing them before they fail.

Your reasoning is impeccable, sir! I think there's a place for you on the New Age lecture circuit.