Conspiracy Theory Recursion

Something seems wrong about the way people instinctively make sense of the world. There seems to be a universal need in humanity for novel experience, for there always to be another layer behind what we think the world is. Perhaps some selective pressure in our evolutionary history predisposes to such thinking, or it is an expectation in light of the seemingly limitless progress of science...there we are thinking of deeper explanations. There is also bias in the way people come to know ideas, for much of what influences whether you buy an argument is determined by the person that expresses it. As written by Dostoyevsky in The Possessed, “you cannot imagine what wrath and sadness overcome your whole soul when a great idea, which you have long cherished as holy, is caught up by the ignorant and dragged forth before fools like themselves into the street, and you suddenly meet it in the market unrecognisable, in the mud, absurdly set up, without proportion, without harmony, the plaything of foolish louts!”

You didn't really think this post was about flaws in human perception, did you? You aren't that naïve. This post is about David Icke. He would have you believe his fall from British national spokesman of the green party to arch-alien-crackpot-conspiracist was the result of lots of drugs or a brain tumor that won't close the deal. You wouldn't fall for that one, would you?

Ostensibly Icke had nothing to gain by his supposed revalation. His meager sales in books will not make up for his salary at the BBC or restore his tattered reputation. If shapeshifting reptiles actually do exist, they now know they can breed within the human population without any threat of people finding out, for Icke's conspiracy theories are shamgasms of froth and fear mongering. They are caricature. You could even call it a smokescreen.

David Icke is an alien. The same flesh eating, shape shifting reptile from the constellation Draco that he writes about. Any reports of his scaly plans will be laughed off by the unwitting public, the herd he preys on. Sheeple.