Hi guys. Let’s chat.

I have gotten… well a handful of notes in messenger across the platforms I am on chastising me for spreading dangerous conspiracy theories. LOL. I’m not upset, hurt, or even mad at ‘cha… You can simply kiss my ass.

Some people criticize me for speaking openly about my conspiracy theory. I’m building every ones’ hopes, only so they can be let down again… and I shouldn’t be spreading it around… That’s your opinion. Shrug.

If you don’t like it, un-follow me, un-friend me, block me. But don’t you dare attempt to silence me.

What kind of bullshit is that? You sit around and swing between your theories about how Trump is going to go hide on a golf course until he’s arrested, ruined, scarred for life. I could chastise you for YOUR theories. Oh wait, they aren’t theories…. They’re opinions. My bad. I see the difference now… whatever.

Now ole Earl, Earl doesn’t have opinions, no no no… I’m a CONSPIRACY theorist. Let’s make that distinction right now. Okay I don’t express opinions, I tell conspiracy theories. That’s fine.

I think there is enough evidence out there now to lend more support to my conspiracy ‘theories’, than supports your opinions. If you don’t see it, I can’t help ya. It’s right there. Look…

Some of you tell me… as a friend, of course… I sound like I’m nuts. One called me a crack pot. That’s fine and dandy, too. So, as your friendly little crack pot conspiracy theorist, allow me to say this.

I’m in good company.

Pharaoh must have though Moses a crackpot, until he lost his son.
Noah was a conspiracy theorist… until it rained.
Daniel was a conspiracy theorist until he walked out of the lions’ den.
David was a crackpot standing up to Goliath… until Goliath fell.

There are many more examples…

If I am wrong I will eat a lot of crow. I like mine with a buttery garlic sauce and a lot of hot hot hot peppers. That’s fine. I don’t mind being wrong. I’d rather believe and be wrong, than not believe and be wrong. Not believing means you’ve quit. You’re beaten. Once you stop believing, America is lost.

In the meantime, I’ll believe in my opinions, and hope you keep your conspiracy theories to yourself.
You need not concern yourself with what I can, and cannot say. In other words, you do you. I’ll do me.