So I’ve almost got to the double digits of this column about crackpots and craziness without even having addressed David Icke. He’s probably best known for spreading the idea that European royalty and other powerful elites like George Bush and Boxcar Willie are secretly the descendants of reptilian shape-shifters from another planet who interbred with humans in ancient times to create special bloodlines… Bloodlines of evil! And they eat babies! And stuff. It’s an extension of the Ancient Aliens hypotheses you get from guys like Zecharia Sitchin and Giorgio A. Tsoukalos (who I hear is actually a really nice guy, for what it’s worth) with a little interplanetary erotica thrown in for fun.

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I first heard about Alex Jones during one of my first breaks home from college, catching up with a friend from high school. He went to college in Meadville, PA, at the same school which after one semester drove Trent Reznor into the happening nightlife of Cleveland and probably fueled his angst-based career for the next 20 years.

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“OBAMA! And BIDEN! The Three Musketeers!”

So it looks like birtherism is about as dead as we could hope. Sure, the WorldNetDaily and Washington Times crowd will never be convinced Barack Obama is an American human, but the public consciousness has at least shifted enough around this issue that when someone admits to being a birther it’s pretty much the end of any serious conversation. So now the would-be birthers who still want to be taken seriously have to limit their race-baiting to the kind of dog-whistle buzz words and phrases that people like Newt Gingrich are so fond of. (more…)

I’m going to be a little busy working on my massively unpopular project of making fun of movies nominated for Best Picture for the next few weeks, so here’s an old post I wrote in an abbreviated (i.e. worse) form on my personal blog a few years ago about my favorite conspiracy theorist Francis E Dec, Esq. (more…)

Video report from the Hill Cumorah Pageant in Palmyra, NY

So. Yeah. A couple of weekends ago, I went to the Hill Cumorah Pageant. It’s a big ol’ gay lavish theater production of the Book of Mormon. And, no, this one wasn’t written by Trey Parker and Matt Stone. But it’s just as funny. (more…)