Originally posted by Fullcamo
. . . the shaman (if he's a good one) will somehow know I'm not who I say I am. Something about a time traveler makes them unique and this
uniqueness will be sensed by those with highly developed intuitive skills. . . .
How would you
recognize a time-intruder in your own world? Wouldn't you just figure his strangeness is because he's a loon
or some kind of prevert?
How would you know, that someone in your life right now
is a time-traveler??
If I got beamed back, say, 50 years into the past, there's a lot of stuff they wouldn't even recognize. Sure, a cell phone would look like a star
trek type device (even if it didn't fully work), but my zip drive on my keychain would not even draw their notice. Same with the camera function
on a cellphone. You could take a lot of covert pics without anyone realizing it.
If you went back into the American West, they might think your flannel shirt was awfully shiny, but they wouldn't know that polyester content was the
reason; they'd jus tthink it was "high dollar, back east" clothing.
Do you think you could go back just a few years? say, to September 10, 2001 without anyone detecting you?
What about 1995?
The main things you'd need to prepare for are currency, driver's licenses, and pocket tchotchkes that look futuristic. Same with tattoos, which
were pretty much unheard of before about 1990 in america, esp. non-military ones.
But, you could go to a coin/stamp dealer, and pick up some money. Then hit a thrift store and pick up some suitable clothing. The haircut might be
to toughest to arrange, without attracting attention in YOUR time. Not a lot of requests for a pageboy for 30 year old males, these days.
I would recommend, if your transporter could handle it, something like a 67 mustang for any time period between about 1967 and, say, now. That car is
such a collector's item it would merely raise eyebrows in any of the 40 years following it. For earlier periods, other cars would do it; a nash or
And in pre-auto days, horses would be even easier to "blend in."
I think that if you tried to blend into the homeless or working classes, no one would give you a second thoguht. One of the constants throughout
history is the desire of the middle classes to ignore their inferiors. This could be used to great advantage.
America would be a great place to travel back in, since it is such a melting pot that dialects are widely accepted, and you could claim to be an
immigrant from Norway or South Africa or the child of missionaries from Singapore or something, and nobody would notice.
The trick would be not to say things like "far out" before John Denver coined the phrase, and to say "bitchin" or "boss" instead of cool. Also,
until about 1995, "you guys" only referred to males, and a lot of females would be insulted by such usage.
Women travelers would be best off not wearing tight tops or jeans except during the hippie era. What most young women wear to the mall today would
have drawn stares (not for sexuality, but simply for novelty) in the era of balloon pants.
I think you could visit another time for a few hours just about anywhere without much danger. The problem would be if people got to know you.
Falling in love, getting a job, or trying to collect the right picture or momento could start the questions coming that would not cease.
It depends on your mission. If you're just going to hang out in the Haight-Ashbury district when the Jefferson Airplane is becoming popular, you
wouldn't have a problem. Or if you went to hang out in an absinthe bar in Fin-de-Siecle Paris, you'd be fine. Trying to take a shot at Hitler
during the Munich Putsch would be another thing entirely.
[edit on 18-9-2007 by dr_strangecraft]