Re conspiracy theories:


This will be a very short essay.

Only one person can keep a secret (meaning it is her own).

If you think thousands and thousands of people (like the ones they would have had to consult with, visualize, build and market to create an illusion of a moon landing) would a) even be that cynical in early sixties America, you were not there.  It was not the land of irony and satire.  It was heartbroken but still full of hope.
Or maybe I was just -- well, um...five  (I think?) years old, and living with my family in a foreign country.

My father tested jet fighters when he was nineteen and a Marine, which I think was the happiest time of his life.  Anyway, he was -- in his own way -- a very serious patriot.

Which is not my point.

My point is that only one person can keep a secret.

They're much too powerful not to detonate...(y'know:  at the right time) --
-- like...:

oh, say...hmmm -- these:

-- theatrical New Year's Eve marital fight in NYC w journalists
-- on your deathbed to your punk-ass skateboarding idiot grandchild
-- while smoking a joint with your best friend, on the very same night it happened
-- that night leaving video recordings for EACH DECADE, mailed to NYTimes and Washington Post.
-- 

I mean, come ON.
Do you know nothing of human nature?
PEOPLE??

KMcC