Conspiracy Theories and the Sadder Truth
In one of those meandering Internet moments when one website leads you to another, leads you to another, leads you to another, all of a sudden you find yourself in X Files territory. And you think to yourself, "Well, everybody just wants to belong. We want to be part of something." A weekly meeting with other nutcases grasping at thin strands of reality to live in a fantasy world must be better than a life relegated to being utterly alone.
You know, I didn't grow up in a tiny town. We had 50,000 people in our (barely a) city, and we bordered a pretty decent B-sized city (not quite a Cleveland or Columbus*, but certainly not Canton). And I was bored to tears. Salt Lake City isn't exactly small, but apparently there's not much to do there either.
But imagine if you did live in a town of a few thousand, and you weren't exactly the brightest light bulb on Main Street. It's likely you could be a pretty lonely guy, and if tapping into the internet to find other local nuts - or cross-country big city nuts - who think a secret law was passed in 2000 that frees us of all debts, taxes, abolishes congress, and declares World Peace, well who would I be to argue with you?
You'd never comprehend what I'd say, because you (like Tom Cruise) live in your own world where your fantasies make you important. You wouldn't care about my sense of reality, because you've constructed your own world to live in.
(*See, an Internet meander led me to discover that Columbus is the 15th largest city in the U.S. I had no idea it was that large. Perhaps it's because the population is mostly in the city proper. The Columbus "metro area" is actually 31st in population in the U.S. The things you learn...)
And then I remember nutcases grasping at thin strands of reality to live in a fantasy world are celebrated as moral guardians of American values by our corrupt Republican government.
Then I meander to a video of St Bernard Parish, destroyed by Katrina and neglect, and I weep.
It wasn't but six years ago that we had a government capable of protecting us. Now since George Bush's government has sold everything, we've lost thousand of lives in New York, thousands of lives in Iraq, thousands of lives in Louisiana. I live in DC. Am I next?
I'm going to watch That 70s Show with a bowl of ice cream and go to bed. At least we survived that decade.
That 70s Show - I Wanna Be Sedated
NESARA conspiracy theory - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
The documentary film Waiting For NESARA studies a NESARA group in Salt Lake City, Utah, whose members are excommunicated Mormons and hold weekly meetings in a local Kentucky Fried Chicken to discuss NESARA.
You know, I didn't grow up in a tiny town. We had 50,000 people in our (barely a) city, and we bordered a pretty decent B-sized city (not quite a Cleveland or Columbus*, but certainly not Canton). And I was bored to tears. Salt Lake City isn't exactly small, but apparently there's not much to do there either.
But imagine if you did live in a town of a few thousand, and you weren't exactly the brightest light bulb on Main Street. It's likely you could be a pretty lonely guy, and if tapping into the internet to find other local nuts - or cross-country big city nuts - who think a secret law was passed in 2000 that frees us of all debts, taxes, abolishes congress, and declares World Peace, well who would I be to argue with you?
You'd never comprehend what I'd say, because you (like Tom Cruise) live in your own world where your fantasies make you important. You wouldn't care about my sense of reality, because you've constructed your own world to live in.
(*See, an Internet meander led me to discover that Columbus is the 15th largest city in the U.S. I had no idea it was that large. Perhaps it's because the population is mostly in the city proper. The Columbus "metro area" is actually 31st in population in the U.S. The things you learn...)
And then I remember nutcases grasping at thin strands of reality to live in a fantasy world are celebrated as moral guardians of American values by our corrupt Republican government.
Then I meander to a video of St Bernard Parish, destroyed by Katrina and neglect, and I weep.
It wasn't but six years ago that we had a government capable of protecting us. Now since George Bush's government has sold everything, we've lost thousand of lives in New York, thousands of lives in Iraq, thousands of lives in Louisiana. I live in DC. Am I next?
I'm going to watch That 70s Show with a bowl of ice cream and go to bed. At least we survived that decade.
That 70s Show - I Wanna Be Sedated








