Most people in big cities do not care much if the rain is lacking. I mean, unless you have a huge garden and depend on the rain so that your garden is beautiful, I don' t think you' re very interested in the subject of rain. Of course it' s excessive and it starts to refuse around here They cover the sewers and start flooding into the city. We' re all worried. However, the situation in the countryside is
different. In the field, crops depend on rain. The life of animals, livestock, prayers, as I call you, also depends on rain. If there is no water, everything dies and at the end of the day you should also be concerned because in large cities often water comes not only from deep wells, but from surface reservoirs where large amounts of water are stored, millions of cubic meters that are then filtered and used for roughness. So it ' s a very important issue. When there is a long drought, things
can get very tense. Now imagine yourself in an ancient age. Obviously, ancient Americans and people from all over the world invented rituals whose function was to attract rain, the dance of rain, the dance of rain. Of course, the Atlaloc cult not only to ask for rain, but also to stop the rain. Either of the two things had interesting cults over time, with
the variation of beliefs and the concept of reality. It was no longer necessary to have a shaman dancing, an ancient priest dancing and singing songs to invoke the rain. Now there were the rainmakers. Yes, rainmakers. Those who make it rain. And this is a very interesting story that has been suggested to us by the audience. And so, tonight we will be talking about the rain stories from the dark side, strange beings, unexplained events, stories
that other minds prefer to ignore. I' m telling you a very old case. In a thousand seven hundred and twenty- four, Dominican priest Jan Battiste Labat wrote his memoirs about what he had lived. This man had traveled on half a planet and about one thousand six hundred and ninety was in the Caribbean, in the region of the coast of Venezuela towards the islands, specifically
in Martinique. There the priest Jambattiste Labat, who at that time was a Dominican prior, witnessed something that impressed him very much by being there and talking with some other priests, fellow priests and friends. One of them complained bitterly that there had been no rain in some time and were losing sugar crops. In this area there were large sugar plantations and slavery. So if there was no sugar, there was no food to buy. There was going to be
trouble. Let me tell you something terrible, and it' s that, well, the good Jean Baptiste had his own sugar farm. He was a very progressive man who brought new technology and all that, but he also had many slaves. The point is that, while he' s talking to those people and putting out his concern, a child who' s around for about nine or ten years is coming. This child had been brought from Guinea as part of a lot of slaves. He was an original African child and had
been brought as a slave. One of the priests who had taken charge of the education and care of this creature was Father Freize Freis, who had him as a kind of assistant, a young man who was already being sent. They' re there talking about the concern about rain. When the little one asks them how much they want it to rain and they laugh. Obviously, it wasn' t about whether it was raining or not simply raining The child
who, by the way, had learned to speak French. Being with Father Fraizy tells them that he can make it rain, but it depends on how much they want it to rain. There' s a laugh there and one of them slaps him on the back and laughs and the kid tells them they like it. Of course, this child is learning to speak French. He does not interpret well what one should be laughing at or what these friars are talking about. The fact is that they keep talking and he tells them well,
they' re going to want it to rain or not. And one of them says yes, of course, we do want it to rain, but nothing has rained. You' re not watching. You have a coconut head and the kid tells them that I can make it rain. There is some doubt about it, because those friars do not know whether to take it as a joke, if you are serious. The fact is, they call it a witchcraft or what. The child does not understand very well what it is about. I repeat, you have learned to speak French a short time
ago. One of the priests who' s there says good. This creature has not been baptized. Therefore, he does not incur sins and does one of his dances. Another one of the priests out there is also king and says good. It will be entertaining to see what these people did. Jean Baptiste Labat, the prior was a man who had been closely related to naturalism, a field researcher in botany biology. So he was also interested in ancient customs in Africa. I met the rituals over there. So forward, for
my part, no problem. The child is not baptized, he does not commit sin. They all sit down and tell you forward. The little one quickly goes and gets three oranges that were out there somewhere, in some basket somewhere pulls out three oranges. Then return and place some twigs in certain positions. But to place twigs in certain positions, he puts a twig into a series of genuflections, he does a series of rites. Then put another twig and do the same thing and do it again and put an orange, put
another one. That I take about fifteen minutes in what places three oranges and three twigs. Then, when you' re done placing all this, you throw yourself on the floor and wait for a moment while you sing something. Then he gets up very ceremonious and takes one of the twigs that has been there with the oranges on the floor. That begins to move it, begins to turn it and then takes another of the twigs, lifts them up and the sky, and begins to do something a kind of dancing, while looking
at the horizon fixedly and towards the sky. Priests who have been watching him for a while are surprised by this whole ritual. No one knows exactly what he' s saying. He' s talking in his local dialect of Guinea, in Africa, and they' re hundreds from there. The matter is that a few moments later and according to the testimony of Jean Baptiste Labat, the Dominican prior on the island of Martinique, in that one thousand and six hundred and ninety. According to his testimony, he saw it. He saw
as suddenly in the middle of those dances that this child did. The sky began to enrapture. Suddenly. It wasn' t something that was being little clouds. He didn' t suddenly start to fall for it. It got orange and then it began to blacken the sky and and or and it rained in pitchers for almost an hour later, the boy took his oranges, took his twigs, went around the back, dug a hole and placed everything and
covered it up. Then he returned very happy. The astonishment was enormous because there had fallen a flood of a very intense hour, which had filled the different aljívers, which had watered the sugar fields, which had done wonders but there was one more detail exactly where all the friars were sitting. I don ' t see. According to Father Labat, what caused everyone the most astonishment is that everything around it rained except where they were. In that place,
where the friars were, they didn' t get wet. It was a thing that this man narrated and claimed that he had no idea how he had achieved it, because they did not understand what the hell he had said. Of course, the situation of all this was very unusual. Whatever I would have said. Only the priests who were there at that time, who were Father Temple Rossi, Bournoy and Frace, were absolutely surprised and would narrate it
in their memories of a thousand seven hundred and twenty- two. So this situation of rain creation is not something new, but it is somewhat intriguing. The child did not use any kind of chemical substance, he did not use anything that could be interpreted as minimally scientific. Don' t let him out of your sight, because from here we' re going to go somewhere completely
different. Now we' re in San Diego, in California, in this United States of America, in nine hundred and fifteen, and things are really bad. It' s been almost four years since a drop rained. The reservoirs, both those of Lake Morena and those of swit Water or Otai, are the three large reservoirs, are completely empty or, at least, have such a rickety endowment that it is not enough to meet the needs of a modern city. By nineteen hundred and fifteen, San Diego was a very large
city by the standards of the time and was also very modern. Let me explain this because while there was World War I in Europe, there was an interesting economic boom here. America' s industrial capacity had done impressive things. So San Diego has trams, has cars, lots of cars, has bridges, roads, well- made bridges, not things. There, the roads are very good and the quality of life in nine hundred and fifteen in San
Diego would like to have it in the North States. The fact is that all this bonanza and all this beauty is at risk, because this city depends on the water that comes from both the reservoirs of Lake Morena, which is the largest, the dam of Ottai, which is a little lower, and of Swethwater, which is also important. All of these together are San Diego water storages and are practically empty. In the face of this concern and the fact that there is nothing at all, it does not rain, there are
no clouds, the atmospheric conditions are quite precarious. The forecast of the meteorology specialists at the time was that it would be several months before it rained, at least until the following season. In this area of California, the rainy season runs from early October to late March, more or less, with some rain still in April. Therefore, when at the beginning of November that thousand nine hundred and fifteen has not rained. It is expected that again it will
be a very difficult season. Perhaps that’ s why they were so funny when that young man put up came to the desk and asked to be allowed to make an offer. The handsome young man came to the city offices, where he proposed that, with a modern invention of his authorship, he would be able to rain the name of this boy and his brother Era Headfield.
Both Charles and his brother Joel proposed to the city something very simple to raise without n n ns counts inches the level of Lake Morena, the main reservoir of water, but in a very peculiar way. The first forty inches would be free courtesy of the Hatfield brothers. The next inches every inch that went up the level would be at a cost of a thousand dollars from fifty inches.
The rest that fell into the dam was free of charge was simply at no cost, so if they were successful, they would get about ten thousand dollars. It was a very positive thing. Of course, they had a deadline, and the deadline would be December 20th of the following year. If in this period of time, more or less November of one thousand nine hundred and fifteen until December twenty thousand nine hundred and sixteen failed to make rain,
they were lost. If they couldn' t get the water up more than forty inches, it wouldn' t win anything, and from there everything would be gain at the bewildering gaze of those public officials in the city of San Diego, all of them, with their bow tie, their very ironed suit, their little bulb hat and very unbelieving. That guy politely says good-
bye, leaving a card straight away. It leaves, of course, that in the face of such an offer, you and I would laugh a little, but after a few more days and in the face of the impossibility of raining and in the face of despair, the City Council meets when one of the members of the Council comments that a handsome young man of Hatteld' s name has come to make this proposal and tells them what that subject proposes,
more than one of the advisers laughs is. However, at the end of the day the counselors decided to accept the offer for a simple reason anyway, wasn' t it raining? And if this guy didn' t make it rain, nothing would happen? Anyway, wasn' t it raining? And if it made it rain less than forty inches, that is, it raised the level of Lake Morena, less than forty inches, anyway, I wouldn
' t pay you anything. So it was winning, winning and, of course, if by some strange chance of fate and unknown mysteries and if it were raining more than forty inches, then nothing would happen, because for ten thousand dollars these people could bring water into the city. It wasn' t a bad bet. So the Hatfields accepted the offer. They immediately moved to the vicinity of that Lake Morena lake and began to build a kind of wooden
towers, as if they were raised platforms around the lake. They weren' t many, they were a few and they weren' t giant either. Scarce to the height of the sky. No, no, it wasn' t maybe five meters high, four meters high, and they set up a very nice camp there, with little tent tents. And the fact is, they' ve already started working. They hadn' t even signed a contract.
So there was nothing lost. They start to work more or less In early December of that same year of one thousand nine hundred and fifteen, turning a series of substances. In one of the towers, he was approaching Charles Headfield, his brother. It was passing in a bucket some substances that poured in a kind of pyla, a small butla mixed them and that shed some vapors. After that they went to the next tower and did the same.
He claimed that his formula secret formulas included twenty- three different chemicals whose mixture in appropriate proportions and in the doses indicated and only known. For him it would produce rain. Of course, when this came out well, it was him who had to laugh. The newspapers of the time criticized the Council and
well, even cartoons made them. People were passing by where the Hatfields were, making fun of them, laughing at some rancher riding around on their horse, he kept seeing them while sketching a smile, because that guy, when he was pouring a few drops of something, was shooing and dropping a lot of smoke and he was going back and there was nothing going on. Apparently nothing happened, because things suddenly changed. On January 1, 16th, while
working on these inventions and their secret formula, Hatfield did something different. Some witnesses who were out there claim that this guy, after having poured some liquids, stood over the tower looking at the horizon with a long- lost look, with a strange hand position as raised, as in a ritual attitude. More than something chemical or something in a ritual attitude, he repeated that and made a few movements with his hands as he watched to then go down and
move to another of the towers and repeat the same. For the next three or four days I would repeat exactly the same thing and you know something. The fifth day of January of nineteen hundred and sixteen began to rain and it began to rain copiously, very copiously and so copiously that for the next five days it continued to rain. Around January 10, the situation was a little
more worrying because there were no longer intervals between the rains. They had been brutally unleashed to the point where, well, the rainmaker assured that all this was normal, although down there in the city began to grow concern, especially when on the fourteenth day the storm ended up flooding San Diego. It should be noted that neither Charles Hatfield nor his brother were in Santiago. They were up 60 kilometers away in the mountains, on Lake Morena. So what was
raining for them was what was raining up there. There' s a problem with that, and I had no idea what was going on in San Diego. And the problem is that, while they were there with their rolls and their stuff in San Diego, the storms were of such magnitude that they ended up flooding all that. But not just San Diego. The storm was of such magnitude that on the eighteenth of January, the Ottai dam completely overflowed.
It completely overflowed. Swithward would also overflow by the 30th of January. The situation was so dramatic that the Water Suite dam ceded the oty dam broke and that caused a series of avenues of such a dimension that it took away the bridges. The riverbeds had no capacity to absorb such a quantity of water to drive them, and they overflowed. He swept away with the bridges, flooded the villages again, took away half of the small towns around him. Fourteen
people were killed, dragged railroad cars loaded with full trains. He took them. Of course, the luck of San Diego is that it is by the sea and at the end of the day the water ended up going to the sea. But while this was happening up there the Hatfield brothers, what they did was measure Lake Morena and on 30 January, Lake Morena was fifty inches
long. So they had fulfilled their purpose, they could charge to pack their things, they keep everything in the strollers and they start to move forward, but as they advance, they realize that they can' t go anywhere because the road that had taken them there no longer exists. The bridge they had crossed to take, the road that would take them there is no longer.
When they continue to advance now on foot, they take the scare of their life because the town where they had bought some food before going there is no longer. It should be noted that a little later, the situation becomes incredibly complicated, because when people see them walking around, more than one points and blames them. So they have to go underground and when they arrive in the city clandestinely they go to the city office with the counselors to collect because they
had fulfilled. They' d just done it. They hired them to want to rain and the lake up there in the mountains was counting inches. If it was fulfilled, they didn' t know that this was flooding here and that the thing was very serious. Of course, the city sent them for a tube. He didn' t pay them anything. He didn' t pay them anything because the city attorney said there' s no contract, we
' re not paying. But that' s not all. The local newspaper published a photograph of Charles Hetfield pointing to him as the culprit, and this caused him to be lynched by the people of the villages, the ranchers. All these people fell on him if the Rainmaker had been so successful that they were now chasing him. They had to run off on a horse, leaving their things, leaving their good little carriage, terrible situation. The result was
terrible. There were dead people, there was destruction. The Carfields had to run away. Like I said, they' d never get paid. Actually, let me tell you something. When Chorge Hatfield spoke to the press a few days later to complain that he had not been paid by the city of San Diego, what he answered was yes, of course, we paid you, but you paid us. The$ 35 million you caused in damages wasn
' t a good offer. Years later, Hatfield would sue the city again in the 1930s, trying to collect that in a process known as the civil case twenty- six hundred and two, Hetfield sued the city. Finally, the Supreme Court determined that the flood had been the work of God and, therefore, Hatheld would not have to pay for the damage caused, but neither would he receive any payment and there was no way to discuss it. It
' s interesting the Hatfield theme would work elsewhere. It would not be the only Chorles Hatfield site to repeat this kind of strange feats in many parts of the United States. Charles Hetfield’ s fame would lead to the appearance of numerous rainmakers in the United States. They often traveled through Texas, Arizona Nevada, offering their services. Hatfield himself would travel through many States and, despite the doubts that had been raised. What' s a fact is that in
many places, talking about Charles Hatfield was talking about rain. Simple chance. I don' t know. In the forties it would no longer be of great interest to hire rainmakers. For a simple reason, a procedure known as cloud sowing would begin, a technical procedure in which airplanes flying at intermediate height over the clouds sprayed different substances that caused condensation and, obviously, rain. Substances of silver salts and the or echo some other minerals that were mixed and
sprayed on the clouds caused condensation and rain. However, there was one detail. For the cloud sowing to work, there must be clouds and Charles Hatfield did not depend on clouds, but there can always be chance. Don'
t forget it. In the case of Hatfield, Well, the coincidence is that he worked to flood San Diego and burst the dams in a season that is conducive to rains in the region and although it hadn' t rained in a long time, the fact that Hetfield was there casually in the rainy season after four years meant that there was a very high chance that it would actually
rain with or without Hatfield. What is curious, however, is that just a few days after Hatfield began his work the mysterious one where he raised his hands and all this fell into a flood. Why not before, if they were in the middle of the rainy season, Perhaps the later rains would be justified like this, but what is a fact is that in the middle is a journey in an apparent calm where there were not even clouds. Suddenly the sky was completely enraptured and a flood fell. It can be simple work of
chance. I don' t deny it, but maybe after hearing about this other case, your view of the matter may change, and this is a very Latin American case. I don' t know if you' ve ever heard of Juan Baygorrivela bay Gorry, as he was known or b b. Baygorri was a citizen born in Uruguay in one thousand eight hundred and ninety- one. He was a mad scientist, you could say or some kind of cirrus, pear crazy about why, because he was a man who from a
very early age became interested in technical issues. He was an engineer. He then specialized in geophysics and was very soon locating oil mantles. That was his job and, of course, also mineral deposits. But besides, it was an excellent domante rap. He could locate streams with amazing ease and even more amazing precision. Baygorri not only located it, but had the ability to tell how much depth they had to dig, how many inches they were going to
sprout from that excavation, water quality, etcetera, etcetera. And, of course, this applied, for example, to oil, which was even more unusual. Of course, a lot of people didn' t trust him. However, one good day, this man, who had many concerns, begins to work on a new project that goes very badly, because every time he turns it on, he cannot work, because it rains bits of the trade.
He was trying to locate something with this box, a kind of wooden box like that, in which he had a series of devices that he himself had created, whose design and content was secret. The box was closed every time it was finished. The fact is that he was trying to locate some deposits with this and it rains on him, he changes places, he goes somewhere else and when he starts to work with this and turns on his apparatus, it rains again. It' s a thousand nine hundred and thirty-
thirty. He has been working in different regions ranging from Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, Paraguay. He' s gone and come over here somewhere, but suddenly he starts to tie things up and he seems to have to have some relationship with this because he' s realized that when he turns on the device, he starts to see a series of weird things around him. A usual in nus sensation in the environment, clouds and rains. He does not lose sight that he is a lover rapture, that is, he is a sauri
He is someone who travels the fields and locates streams of water. After some time, he has a concern to create a more sophisticated and specific apparatus to create rain. Having married, good friend Baygorri is looking for a house. But actually, what you' re doing is looking for a house for your experiments. And get a house in a very high place. He travels half a city carrying with him a kind of altimeter, an atmospheric pressure mediator that
allows him to know the high points. And that' s how he chooses the place where he' s going to live, because in that place the highest, there' s no interference for his experiments. In the loft of the house he installs his laboratory and thus begins to work. Baygorria had been married before. So be his second wife. Everything' s going very well. Everything' s going very well, because, well, finally, he
' s got some work to do. His deposit locations have fed him more than once, but his invention of rain is something he wants to try. For a thousand nine hundred and thirty- eight he manages to convince the manager of the Argentine Central Railway to lend him a wagon with which he is going to run tests mounted on the wagon he carries his things and is going to run tests. That good man says it' s okay. It' s okay. It' s all right, I' ve already done some tests.
It was kind of attractive around there. The fact is that bay cap and is mounted on the train that and goes through different regions, specifically looking to meet a social demand of Santiago del Estero. In this place there had been a terrible drought, animals, dead, dry fields, poor people and
he decided to help them. The first tests are not very efficient, despite the fact that it does not make rain what is a fact is that it manages to find excellent water deposits that boreholes generate wells and this helps the Community, which is appreciated. Go only. They had spent months drilling without finding any deposit and Baygorri arrived and in a two by three finds great underground water deposits that help enormously, but promises to return shortly before the end of the
year. And before the report they had made of their work. Another engineer, an agronomist engineer, who had accompanied the head of the rural development of the railway, there was myatelium, there was my athelium, he had made a report where he pointed out that, although they had not succeeded, the work had been amazing and that even if it had not rained in large quantities, he considered that it was worth the effort. So by December they'
ll lend him the train again. They give him some help on the part of the Argentine railway and he returns to Santiago del Estero and begins to assemble his kachivaches those. When a peasant passes by and says sorry, you' re going to be raining, yes, I can ask you, please, it won' t be raining at the end of the year the old night, because the party would be ruined. It' s okay. For a
while. Then a rancher passes by and tells him to listen, listen, we could keep it from raining at the end of the year for the party. So it' s not if it' s okay. I' ve already been asked for a while. Then there' s someone else who insists on it again and says," Well, it' s okay. For everyone to know, I' m not gonna make it rain at the end of the year. It' ll rain after the new year. You'
ll think you' re crazy and throw a marble at you. Or what kind of a joke this was, because this man doesn' t keep his promise. Wait the party passes and he' s there, in Santiago del Estero. It should be noted that in Santiago del Estero it had not rained for fifty years. Imagine the size of the problem they had and this man finally tells them it' s okay, it' s going to rain and it' s going to rain hard, but I' ll wait a bit.
In fact, not many days would pass, practically nothing past the holidays, that man took out his box. Like that box, he pulled out some antennas, placed it on top, lit that device in some way and started raining like it had never rained in a single rain. Of course, it was amazing. After the work, he closed his box, kept the antennas, rode on the railroad and returned to Argentina, to Buenos Aires. Upon returning that was chaos in the newspaper, criticism demonstrated the work done by
Bragn in Santiago del Estero and fame began to grow. Of course, more than one asked how he did it to tell us the secret wasn' t going to reveal it. I was never going to reveal it. It should be noted that at all times Baygorry also lit that the device moved him one perolite, moved him another and then looked up at the sky in a perfectly clear sky. Suddenly it began to yellow the banks, it began to grow
and suddenly it was totally plumb, the horizon and raining. Baygorri' s apparatus was called the plubiogen and clear when it comes out in the newspaper, in the criticism that I demonstrates of all the wonders of the rain and of the outstanding scientist Baygorri. Of course, at the same time, the people of the capital, the meteorologists, didn' t see it with any grace and they didn' t see it with any grace because they had predicted a
total drought and good came out upside down completely. They argued that it was a coincidence, that it didn' t work, that that was taken by the hair trying to demerit it and, of course, other newspapers competing with the critics, published the notes of the meteorologists and the critics published the notes of by Gorry and then the critics themselves published notes found to sell sold very well the great news Baygorry was news where he came with his box and his
appearance as a serious man. He was a man over forty. And when all this happens in the midst of this confusion, in January of thirty- nine, Bye Gorri tells you something in response to the censorship of my procedure. I have to give good rain to Buenos Aires. On the third day of January, one thousand nine hundred and thirty- nine, of course,
the other newspaper published a commentary from meteorologists saying that was impossible. Well immediately and just as it had happened in Santiago del Estero, people began to ask that it should not rain that day, please let it pass a little bit that would not make me see before, By Gorri, please, because you
spoil us the old year. The fact is that on the third day, specifically on the third day of January of a thousand nine hundred and thirty- nine, there was a tremendous storm, a shower of those of the time that wet the city to no longer be able to face the complacent, happy look, sitting in his loft looking out of the window of by Gorry. Again, that happened not to like anyone, but good. The fact is that people were so excited that they started singing a song that said it rains,
it rains, it goes, and Gorry is in the cave. It plugs in the device and it rains at all times, but what the hell that device had. One good day, Baigorri begins to ask for milk in his hand. It' s been raining in different places, sometimes with resounding success, sometimes not. So much, it should be noted that sometimes by Gorry had barely achieved a few drops. On other occasions not only did it
not fail, but it caused the dams to overflow. Such was the case of Carhué where he caused a rain in January in tremendous dry season, but he was a man already tired, more or less tired suddenly. Not being able to rain on certain occasions led him back to what he knew how to do perfectly. Locate oil wells. He found an oil well, a tremendous deposit, one of the best deposit in southern Buenos Aires. However, he was never recognized. He came into government power and was never recognized by Gorri
was frustrated by this. At some point he also dared to ask for some help. He had offered his services in an honorary manner to provoke the rain, but at some point, due to some economic pressure, due to some situation, he asked for some assistance. However, the response from the authorities at that time was to send a detailed report on the scientific technical bases of your apparatus so that, in accordance with the request, we can assess it. He never got a quarter for this. He just said no way he
would lock himself in his loft and not share the secret. Years later, he would participate in a television program, in the People Mancera program in nine hundred and sixty- eight years later, which was very unpleasant, because apparently no one believed him. He was a very greater man the successes of the strike had remained there. He would die in the seventies after having destroyed himself, the blueprints of his invention and the very unknown comparator invention what he could
have done. In Hatfield' s case, he made sure that he was a good weatherman waiting for conditions, that he knew where it could rain where it didn' t, that he didn' t risk going to the desert to look for rain. But in Baygorri' s case it wasn' t like that. This man went to places where he knew it didn' t rain for fifty years and suddenly rain is no coincidence. In other regions there were people who had seen rain in their lives until Baygorri arrived. The apparatus
as such also did not seem to have much from where. It wasn' t any sophisticated gadget. He said it contained some radioactive materials and it issued a magnetic signal, which concentrated water, etcetera, etcetera. But even today, with much more powerful devices, with very sophisticated equipment, it doesn'
t work. That' s what you want me to tell you. Some theorists of this consider that the secret was not really the aparatito that could be a simple box with some circuits and that produced a stimulus in Baigorri himself, who was the one who generated the rain, as I said before. In the case of the boy in Martinique, it was this movement, this concentration.
In Hatfield' s case, incidentally, the rains didn' t happen because of that little smoke coming out, because they weren' t really big columns of smoke, but a little bit of smoke coming out of the mix. Of this you have seen the photo was a twenty- litre bucket where you made your mixtures. In the case of by Gorry, something very similar could have happened. The fact of having this little device, which produced some
sort of magnetic field. It could have stimulated extrasensory capacity, a pca capacity of cyco kinesis that altered the environment. Yeah, if we' re thinking about the same thing, you and I are thinking about super men, these x men capable of altering the environment. It would be this because that little box really had what it could have had inside. It would have been a couple of bulbs. Note that this was done in a thousand nine hundred and
thirty- eight. I could' ve had a solenoid out there some little thing, some antenitas, like it was a radius of bulbs that could hardly have achieved anything if it weren' t, because there was a paragnsta mind like Baygorri' s. Behind this, I think it rained the people of the time. He assures us. I didn' t see him, but the testimonies of the time claim that the oldest people did. The old people said that they saw rain there and that then, for the next twenty years,
it didn' t rain again Now. There' s always trouble with this. In Hatville' s case, the storms were appalling. That had been solved in a very simple way if they had hired Rolf Alexander Rolf Alexander. So exactly the opposite. While Hetfield caused rain and by Gorry caused rain Rolf Alexander dissipated storms and knows how he did it by looking at them. All he did was raise his hands. They stared at the storm clouds and began to dissipate. I know it sounds fantastic, but people, in their
time, claimed it was true. Casualities, legends, how to know. But keep on being interesting, because I have witnessed precisely a sauri and I have seen that that moves without him doing it. So there' s got to be something else. And now, if I may, let' s go with some rainy greetings, a very cordial greeting and a hug for Brillit Tamaroni and her daughter Sisbelis. We send a big hug to both of you waiting for you to see this greeting and, of course, a huge congratulations
for Imeldas al Azar and Creete El Salazar Happy birthday. For Samaria Lopez, who turned fifteen, the age of illusions and all that we hope she has danced. I love the fifteen- year- old parties with us in a dance dress Vaal pastries. I don' t know why people don' t get so much attention anymore. If it was something very nice. Christian Ruiz, he greets his brother Israel because of birthday. Hel Sebet Camacho birthday. It' s a hug, Helzbed Thank you so much for joining us.
Alessandro. Alessandro and his father Sergio Ramírez, who is in Guadalajara, congratulate him and send him a strong hug again for both of them. Thank you very much. Javier Laurent, what a birthday, a congratulations Fernando Benítez. Fernando Benítez is very much congratulated. To his wife, Marta Velázquez sends many hugs and many kisses. Happy birthday Carlos Sanchez and his wife Monica Abregó,
who also accompany us always. And of course thank Betty Pacheco, Carlos Sánchez, Raúl Jiménez, María I se Aguirre, Patricia Vázquez and, of course, Patrick Rosas for all the generosity they have had to us through their donations in the videos of the channel. Thank you all so much. Good night and rest in peace