A little something for fellow Loons who've recommended the output of journalist/ commentator Charlie (nee Charlton) Brooker to me over the years...
(Charlton is the bloke who went on tele last year and sneered at all the people withdrawing their life savings from Northern Rock for being idiots)
Charlton is a little put out that he's started to bump into 'intelligent, level-headed people' who have doubts about the official narrative of 9/11
Only they can't be 'intelligent, level-headed people' because Charlton doesn't share their views
It's possible that the timing of Brooker's piece has something to do with the recent BBC WTC7 documentary, which I take to be excellent news
I think it's reasonable to conclude that more people now have doubts about 9/11 than did last year and by next year even more people will be on board
As for Brooker's piece itself - he shows no genuine wit or originality and quotes strictly from the pre-existing script about parapolitical conspiracies being impossible because no organisation would be competent enough to keep a large-scale conspiracy secret
All very tedious, and increasingly desperate, fare
And an interesting exercise in circular logic from someone who's supposed to be clever...
or rather, what Charlton is really saying...
and if any Brooker fans have any doubts about where he's coming from and who he's batting for, the last few lines of his piece make that pretty clear...
"Embrace a conspiracy theory and suddenly you're part of a gang sharing privileged information; your sense of power and dignity rises a smidgen and this troublesome world makes more sense, for a time. You've seen through the matrix! At last you're alive! You ARE the Emperor of Pluto after all!
Except - ahem - you're only deluding yourself, your majesty. Because to believe the "system" is trying to control you is to believe it considers you worth controlling in the first place. The reality - that "the man" is scarcely competent enough to control his own bowels, and doesn't give a toss about you anyway - is depressing and emasculating; just another day in the cardboard box factory. And that's no place for an imaginary emperor, now, is it?"
A stunning, insightful revelation which will no doubt come as a great comfort to anyone around the world who's been imprisoned for their views, works in a sweatshop or has lost the occasional limb in an airstrike