I love a good conspiracy theory. JFK has to be my favourite. So many questions – so many layers – so many possibilities. Every angle has been explored – every theory put to the test – but still no definitive answer has been accepted. But then again, accepting an answer would put an end to the conspiracy theorists’ search.
Pondering is good – it allows us to explore the recesses of our minds. It helps us to delve deep into a topic – and if we are able to achieve the impossible; make 2 + 2 = 5; we experience an euphoric AH-HA moment that instantaneously empowers us. It’s the exhilarating affect that comes from breaking the code – unlocking the door and discovering the secrets!
There are many conspiracy theories out there. And though they are fun to explore, ponder and discuss – they can also create division among friends and family. Many people obsess over puzzles, spend fortunes searching for treasure and worse – lose themselves in the search.
If I told you a purple elephant was spotted in India, and I assured you it wasn’t hand-painted, and that it’s actually purple. And that it is the last of its kind and it is being protected in an undisclosed location. The search would soon begin. You would tell a friend, and then they would tell a friend. Questions would arise. What? When? Where? How? WHY? Someone would find a person who is familiar with this purple elephant, and they would claim to know where the purple elephant is being kept. And, like every conspiracy theory, during the initial search more information would be discovered, and before long this spider will grow more legs and suddenly it will become known to all that several unique animals – never known to us before – are being kept in a secret enclosure in a remote location.
If, in a years time from now, you were to come to me and tell me about a purple elephant that is being held in captivity, I would in-turn tell you it’s not true. My rejection may cause you to become defiant and hostile. And in protecting what you believe to be true, say something that could possibly end our friendship.
This is what some conspiracy theories do to people. The true believers are all in. Nothing can change their mind.
Experience – actual first-hand experience – is what we need to base our beliefs on. Information off the internet can be collected, gathered and recorded – but it is only information. Some of it may be true and a lot of it may be false.
To truly know something – we have to experience it first-hand. Otherwise, it is just a lot of information we learned from other people. A good example to use is the conspiracy theory around JFK’s assassination; unless we were there, on the grassy knoll in Dallas, when the shots were fired, any information we may have is just that – information. Some true, and some false. Everything else is based in suspicion and speculation.
Pondering is good. Exploring ideas is good. Investigating theories is good. Searching for information is good. Being concerned about something and deciding to look in to it is good. … But obsessively believing in something we don’t truly know whether it is fact or fiction just doesn’t seem practical or logical.
Some conspiracy theory believers have turned their backs on family and friends. Some will protect their beliefs with such passion that they make everyone around them feel uncomfortable and fearful of the erratic and unpredictable behaviour being displayed. They have chosen to believe in an unproven topic rather than those to which they are most familiar; their family. When clinging to an idea is more precious and valuable than holding on to loved ones – it’s time someone intervenes.
It is sad that a theory; an unproven thought – something we can’t see, hear or touch, can take the place of – or preference over – family and friends. This is the damaging affect some conspiracy theories can cause. Safely guard your beliefs. Our beliefs represent our morals, our values and our standards. They are precious and are all based in love. Any other form of belief is a falsehood – it is based on suspicion, judgement and fear.