Coworker. I told him to fuck off with his conspiracy bullshit. But back when I patronized him, one thing he said was that he didn’t consider belief a binary as in that you either believe something or don’t. He viewed all beliefs as a continuum. You can believe one thing 10% and another thing 90%, but he wouldn’t let me pin him down as to whether he “believed” any particular thing or not.

All while trying to convince me “tall white aliens” run the U.S. government and Sandy Hook was faked by a bunch of actors and the U.S. military had invisibility technology and planes that aren’t dumping weather-controlling chemicals don’t leave trails in the sky. Pretty standard QAnon-level bullshit. But if I asked him if he believed any of those things, he wouldn’t answer. Honestly, it makes sense as a dishonest rhetorical tactic.

Dude also literally drinks borax in his juice cleanse drink.

  • Call me Lenny/Leni@lemm.eeMEnglish
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    23 hours ago

    I have one some say is interesting.

    There’s this author I’ve enjoyed, in a way where you could call her an idol of mine. She wrote a few books I liked and I knew she went by a certain name and so I looked her up in a user directory based on this just as a way to entertain myself. Sent a request to be friends. The response was “request sent” and I was like “hehehehe, there’s a really small chance that’s her”.

    A week later I got a response and almost shat myself. But we talked and talked and soon she invited me to a few of her social circles. I accepted. And… one of them is a flat earther club.

    I definitely don’t mind and don’t judge. We’re still strong friends, we talk every day, and I’m a VIP in their social circle (I feel honored), but she’s big on that stuff and there’s a big discussion every now and then on the shape of the Earth, and it’s an… interesting experience. So I just sit on the sidelines as the one woman who silently disagrees with the Earth being flat. It’s concave.