Beliefs are a funny thing. I once believed, like many others, that a black cat crossing your path was bad luck. Of course I was rather biased, because of the unfortunate Panther attack. Nowadays I am older, wiser, and stay out of the big cat enclosure at the zoo.
Growing up I can recall Gypsy women in the street selling ‘lucky Heather’ (although Heather didn’t seem to feel it was so lucky, based on her expression) and some kids in my class had ‘lucky’ rabbit’s-foot keyrings – yuck.
Sports people are notoriously superstitious and many players and fans apparently wear the same ‘lucky’ socks, shirts or underpants to a match, imagining that this somehow mysteriously influences the outcome.
We humans are prone to some strange ideas and many old superstitions still hold sway over people’s behaviour. Put a ladder up over a pavement and many folks will walk into the road, risking actual harm, to avoid some imagined future harms that will result purely because of passing under a climbing device.
I sometimes wonder if it would still work if you put up a life-size picture of a ladder? Or a rather abstract sculpture of a ladder? What about a giant ladder, that went across the whole street, covering both pavements? Would people turn around and find another route? Could you trap people in their homes with a set of ladders? Oh the fun to be had with a vast fortune and some hidden cameras.
Whether it’s fearing ladders, broken mirrors or by naming your son Track or Trig, there are all sorts of ways we display our extraordinary dimness. Our brains are all too eager to accept all kinds of nonsense, as I have written about before.
For anyone who has spent time in online forums and Facebook groups, there are a special breed of oddballs, who dedicate much of their time to promoting pseudo-science and whacko conspiracy theories. From the anti-vaxxers to the climate change deniers, from 9/11 truthers to people who think Donald Trump is good presidential material, the legions of the paranoid, the misinformed and the plain batshit-crazy are everywhere. There’s probably one in your street, or in your place of work. If they approach you, don’t make eye contact, walk away quickly or pretend you are invisible. Works every time.
One group are especially fascinating – the flat-Earthers. I’ve encountered a few online recently and they are really quite special. It’s a bit like sighting a very rare species of primate, one thought to be extinct on the grounds of sheer stupidity.
Like other crazies, they have their ‘facts’ and internet video ‘evidence’. The fact that none of it is in the least credible makes no difference. Nor does the veritable Everest of evidence to show they are wrong. You can point out the facts and the science till the aliens come home, but the conspiracy nut cannot be cracked. If they say that NASA and all the world’s scientists and governments are in on a huge conspiracy, then that’s the story they’re sticking to. You can keep your evidence and rational thinking, ‘cos you’re just programmed by the new world order to believe it, you sheeple.
Of course they will say my post is just more pro-science propaganda, and I’m probably an Illuminati shill who is paid to mock and discredit them in order to protect the terrible truth. They will say all the space missions, satellites and millions of photos of Earth from space are fakes. Mathematics, physics, astronomy, it’s all just lies apparently. Even your own personal observation from a plane cannot be trusted. I guess when you inhabit your own alternative reality, anything goes.
You can claim the Moon is a spaceship and beams mind-control rays at the Earth. Luckily it doesn’t seem to affect David Icke though. He must have wall-papered his home with aluminium foil, the cunning devil.
Of course even a stopped clock tells the right time twice a day and Icke got one thing right – the British royal family are alien lizard people. I’ve seen the video evidence! These monsters must be exposed! It’s all in my new book!
*The Earth, although constantly changing, is an imperfect oblate-spheroid. That is to say it’s a slightly squashed ball shape.
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