If no, GET TO IT! For a nominal fee, I can provide assistance in the form of Authentic Style "Red Injun (tm)" Brand tomahawks and arrow heads to plant around the site of your future tourist attraction.

http://us.imdb.com/Title?0099892

Also quite funny, and charming, though it was a box office dud.

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I really really really miss that state.

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*makes Will-8 roll, just barely*

Yes, I am. Too. Polite.

They had catapults.

Fortunately there was a substantial medieval wall between the targets and where I'd parked my car.

At any rate, according to the accompanying short feature on the DVD, when Silver was broadcast there was nothing (other than the fact that it was in a ‘drama’ time slot) to indicate that it was fiction, and the result was comparable to Orson Welles’ “War of the Worlds” broadcast; only instead of terror at the thought of invading Martians, Kiwi viewers were filled with pride at the discovery of a new national hero — and many of them were extremely angry to find out that their patriotic emotions had been so cruelly toyed with.

Compared to the various tales from the book of Mormon you've mentioned, or Emperor Ximu and his Thetans, the Krakatoa-like displacement of Viking settlers from Polynesia is positively mundane.

Besides which, as is obvious to any student of Victorian occultism (which has as much provenance as the Book of Mormon, and more than Dianetics), the coral atol that Eric and his father Harald landed on was either the Isle of Mu or some chunk of lost Lemuria, and they accidentally activated the vril-powered escape beams that the Lemurian survivors used to transport themselves to Mount Shasta in northern California.

Now mind you, I'm only going into theory here, but there must have been a massive charge of vril in the batteries built up after all those years, so instead of also transplanting Eric, Harold and the viking settlement to Mount Shasta, they overshot--no doubt due to the powerful network of ley lines in the north part of San Jose, which was bought up for this reason by the Rosicrucians--and found themselves in what would later become Utah.

Vril of course is an unearthly substance which allowed the Lemurians to levitate and perform other miracles, and is usually depicted as transparent and green, so it's hardly any wonder that some form of ancestral memory is at work, causing the decendants to fixate on green Jell-o.

I mean, it makes peaches levitate. What else could it be?

Of course, the theoretical Lemuria wouldn't have had civilizations, considering that it was supposed to have sunk some 30 to 50 million years ago. However, that's never stopped the New Agers, even after repeated scans of the Atlantic basin show no such sunken continent. Ah well...

Of course, the crowd who own the Kensington Runestone -still- haven't gotten the joke.

Furthermore, they usually have knife throwing acts and chant "Ai ai ai ah" while throwing.

Happily, these people tend to move to the west country, where they are all a bit potty anyway.

This doesn't mean it isn't a fantasy life, but it's a different sort of fantasy life than imagining you're descended from the Lords of Mu.

That's what I was too polite to say. Not that...er...that is...

Never mind.

How! Great man of peace! We understand!

(Ref that, anyone?)