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.
Installed Internet for this dude who was saying all kinds of crazy shit. The craziest was that he was in a famous rock band during the 80’s and the government forced them to break up because their lyrics were female-positive and also included “top secret” information about the Star Wars program, which his own dad apparently worked on (along with how they actually have nukes and lasers in space to defend against the aliens).
When I finally was done with the job, I looked up the band he said he was in. No such band ever existed. The closest thing I could find to the name he gave me (which I’ve forgotten now) was some German techno band that was only formed like 3 years before I had looked it up. The least he could have done was actually use an actual band name that existed in the 80’s. lol
Clearly you couldn’t find the band because the government wiped any record of such a dangerous group \s.
When I was a kid I would see the magazines with headlines like, “Hillary Clinton gives birth to Bat Boy.” I always wondered how they stayed in business; surely even the people buying them for a laugh were a tiny market.
Then I had a lot of jobs that put me at others’ homes and I understood very quickly. Fixing computers, painting walls, census taking, even roofing. People that seem normal out in public seem to feel safe revealing their beliefs when they’re on their own turf, especially when they have a captive audience.
In the US, at least, it’s a frightening amount of people who believe in the really out-there stuff.