That is an excellent treatise with far more depth in it than would meet the ordinary reader's eye and mind, Monty. It reflects precisely what many have argued (nicely, not as in hammer-n-tong...) about regarding rocks, coral, seaweed and shrimp and such.
Man is bad enough: given a field of wheat, a 2 x 4 and some rope, he sends the masses into hysteria (just imagine how much fun the high priests must have had with the pyramids and stonehenge in their time...). If man can be a critter, consider that mother nature is herself the great hoaxer of all time: given geologic time, and in human terms a nearly inexhaustible supply of media and the unending forces of wind, water and fire, she baffles the mind with her endless parade of parodies of the things we 'want to see', right before our eyes and perspiring minds.
Earhart's face is faithfully presented among the clutter of a natural sea bottom; one man sees her and dares another not too. Another sees rocks but cannot prove it is so. Enter the ethernet and you have endless argument, one never tires of returning to the keyboard for another round, day after day when all else bores.
Enter the legal system and, well... new dimensions to the madness are wide open. Suddenly I see a resemblance between the judicial mosaic and crop circles, at least in terms of direction (often circular) if nothing else: one man's reasonable view is a non-directional atrocity to another. All very subjective in the end I'm afraid.