A Self-Described Geezer Reflects on Conspiracy Theories and the Meaning of Life
I don’t do much with Halloween, never did, though I did dress my kids up as superman and Matt Dillon and Kitty and Batman from year to year. My street in Atlantic Highlands is always curiously quiet, only a few timid little ones knocking at the door with nervous parents standing back on the street. This year, of course, it has been even quieter. But it does seem an appropriate day to talk about something that really does scare me. It’s the spread of conspiracy theories. I will ramble here, go on too long, go nowhere, but that’s because...
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