No Question Zone Ahead, Answers Will Be Shot

Why are fringers attacked for asking questions?  Why such vicious opposition to questions?

Debunkers don’t wish to share answers or protect chosen topics, perhaps.  Are they blocking routes to inquiry, too?  Why?

Philip J. Klass was once their goblin king.  Certifiably nuts, he was against things, not for them.  His joy, bitter and small, was to crush others and deny enthusiasm, joy, and curiosity.  He was a psychopathic bully, loved to belittle others, and made things up in arguments, using lies in place of research, ignoring proffered evidence.  All simply to quash others in momentary confrontations.

Temporary fake victories made him puff up and strut.  He’d preen and brag about having trashed this or that fringer, having never done any such thing.  The most he did was browbeat and bellow someone into walking away in disgust.  He was a small-scale version of the trunt.  

It is a type.  Malignant narcissist, some call it.  Why classless Klass focused on Forteana and Forteans, who can say?  Likely he eased into this thug role gradually because he could not stand being contradicted, being of course never wrong, ever, about anything.  Bigly.

We see a few like this still.  Joe the hick Nickell is one embarrassing example.  He refers to himself as The New Sherlock Holmes.  CSICOP incubated him; he’s become their Big Loud Noise.  He’s as nuts as Klass.  Smug, too.

Ah, but smugness is embodied by Michael Shermer, founder of his smeary, sticky mimeo-zine, The Skeptic, and self-publisher of at least one ‘book’.  He’s short, a wanna-be nerd, and dismissive of anything he sees.  Far less educated than he imagines, his schtick is Wally Cox meets Mr. Wizard, to employ 1950s references, as out-dated as his attitudes, and his writing is unreadably illogical and, yes, smug.

He wants to be Paul Kurtz of CSICOP when his elevator shoes kick in.

By contrast, although there are nuts among the fringers, most claimants and askers of questions are sane, genuinely puzzled, and sincere about finding out what they can about their experiences and observations.

Many claim the skepti-bunkers are paid disinformation operatives or assets, or shills, working for CIA and other mysterious alphabet agencies.  Oh, sure, why not?  How does one get on that gravy train?

Easy:  Be a right-winger.

Truth is, they’re doing their wild-eyed denouncing for psychological reasons all their own, but we do know journalists, novelists, and spokespersons, (media experts), are cultivated by CIA.  Propaganda is a main focus for them.  Tom Clancy is a good example.  He was groomed and coached by insiders and occasionally given access to classified information, used to inform his gamer-based stories, or scenarios.  Each was a guaranteed best-seller, reaching even more via the inevitable movies.  Dick ‘Darth’ Cheney was said to dote on Clancy’s stuff.

So how wild is it outside your ‘safe’ little bunker?  

Did you know the feds have considered declaring the entire state of Nevada off-limits to civilians?  If ever Las Vegas goes up in a mushroom cloud, they could do it easily.  The amount of land already claimed in Nevada is ridiculous.

This notion of huge swaths of locked-down, fenced-off land used by the feds and other dark entities for who knows what experiments and projects links to the Missing 411 books of David Paulides.  His research into mysterious disappearances that fit a specific, limited set of criteria he’s isolated from tens of thousands of cases is hair-raising and baffling.  

While this does not explain the Missing 411 cases, we do know National Parks and Forests are often scenes of covert ‘training’ ops.  Hikers sometimes run afoul of soldiers on public land.  

This is fine with our leaders, but keep in mind:  A ‘leader’ is a flag-draped scarecrow on a stick thrust up out of the trenches we inhabit.  

Yes, Area 51 is the fifty-first state.  America is Murka, a covert place of shadows kept dark by the Cult of Secrecy.  Competing groups fight for money and influence, and land apparently.  Each maintains secret programs and bases, some extensive, some mobile, many spanning decades.  Fascinating, disheartening topics to research.

If only we were allowed to ask questions.

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About Gene Stewart

Born 7 Feb 1958 Altoona, PA, USA Married 1980 Three sons, grown Have lived in Japan, Germany, all over US Currently in Nebraska I write, paint, play guitar Read widely Wide taste in music, movies Wide range of interests Hate god yap Humanist, Rationalist, Fortean Love the eerie
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