I’m not seeing the ignored content, but I’m sure there’s some pseudoscience that will tell me how I used to take off from DFW in the morning, pass near the North Pole (does it exist?), spend a few hours over Siberia (which is so desolate that I believe the caribou have a suicide problem), and somehow find myself in China or South Korea the next afternoon after fourteen hours or so.
Then there’s the matter of leaving Asia in the early evening and somehow flying through a sunset, a sunrise, and arriving back in the States mid afternoon on the same day after twelve hours. Obviously, some kind of dickery was afoot.