I loved the old television show X Files. It was a perfect combination of fiction and non-fiction (mostly Sci Fi).
All the talk of fake news and real news and really “out there” conspiracy theories is exhausting to me.
I wonder how people can go so far down rabbit-holes of conspiracy that they believe in vampires and zombies.
Conspiracy theories are not new; there have been theories about Elvis not really being dead, and JFK having been killed by a big government plot. These conspiracy theories stayed relatively small in audience because we didn’t yet have—the Internet.
The Internet gives fuel to conspiracy theories, and people who are prone to this kind of information, or are drawn to it, search for validating sites and information. They form clubs and groups with like-minded individuals. Some need a war or cause to fight for, some need excitement, and some are truly concerned about the greater good.
It’s frightening to me that we can’t just talk people down from their ledges of disinformation before they hurt themselves or others.
Or, am I wrong? Maybe there are vampires and zombies? Maybe Elvis is still alive.
It makes me think though as I write fiction; will someday people not be able to discern between fiction and non-fiction (or non-faction, as I like to call it)?
I think I’ll binge some old episodes of X-Files.