Call Me A Contarian

 

Apparently, some folks think I’m a bit of a contrarian. But I don’t believe them. In fact, they’re dead wrong.

Anyway, much of what many people think is hard to understand, I find easy to grasp. Conversely, much of what many people believe to be true, I find preposterous on its face.

For example, I didn’t believe Obama when he stated, “If you like your doctor, you can keep your doctor.” I didn’t believe the vaccines were safe… or that the actions taken by government-- allegedly for our safety-- would just be in force for “two weeks to flatten the curve.” I didn’t fall for the Russia Collusion Hoax. I didn’t believe the “very fine people on both sides” ruse. I didn’t believe Hunter’s laptop showed “all the hallmarks” of a Russian disinformation campaign. I didn’t believe the 2020 presidential election was one of the “most secure” and above-board in our nation’s history. The Chinese spy balloon was actually just a harmless weather balloon blown badly off course? Didn’t buy it. I didn’t believe Biden was as sharp as the proverbial tack and as fit as a fiddle. Somehow, I even failed to get on board with the notion that Kamala Harris was/is a Black, female Redeemer. I didn’t believe that 18,000 cows were killed in an explosion on a dairy farm in Texas in 2023. I do not believe that man-caused global warming will cause the Earth to spontaneously ignite in a few short years. Nor do I believe that a man can become a woman just by stating that he is one.

Perhaps most egregiously, I didn’t believe Trump was Hitler. Still don’t.

And yet, neither do I believe what’s been said about Epstein and his “files,” from prior administrations or this one. You get the idea. Which is why I wrote “The Hoax of the Year” posts each of the past five years. (Check back in early December for this year’s edition!)

Call me a conspiracy theorist, a tin-hat-wearing MAGA supporter. Or just tell me I’m wrong. Of course, I’d have to vehemently disagree with you.