If you recall, the moniker “conspiracy theory,” used to demean and dismiss anyone who connects dots in a non-standard way, was inserted into the culture by the C.I.A. in 1967, to use against anyone who dared to question the Warren Report’s “findings” on the Kennedy Assasination.
Of course, as a woman, who, over the past half century has been thinking outside the matrix box, and who, in order to get there, spent two full years in graduate school in philosophy investigating my own unconscious assumptions, daring to dive into the inner recesses of what had been buried (and thus accepted) as “obvious” in my own early indoctrination years, I’ve been called a “conspiracy theorist” plenty of times. But the definition given to the phrase, “conspiracy theory,” by Mark Crispin Miller, made me laugh out loud:
“That which, if true, you couldn’t handle it.”
Living in this academic town (Indiana University), armed with a Ph.D. and a history as a rogue philosopher at the (academic) culture’s edge, I totally got off on this entire interview. Would that every university had a Mark Crispin Miller to begin to counteract the leftist-woke-culturally-correct-social -justice etc. indoctrination that now passes for higher education.
Odd that I would discover this interview on the first day that I wore my new teeshirt! Son Colin tells me that when he wore his for the first time, people either loved it and wanted to know where to get one, or they read it, and looked away, pretended not to have seen.
Colin came in my room while I was writing this post, so I read it to him, and he laughed out loud too at Mark Crispin Miller’s definition of conspiracy theory. So I asked him to take a pic of me to memorialize the occasion.