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originally posted by: starwarsisreal
a reply to: Navarro
My first conspiracy is John Titor, a man who claimed to be a time traveler from 2036. Sadly while his story is interesting, there's massive evidence showing that he is nothing more than hoax.
originally posted by: gortex
a reply to: Navarro
The suspected murder of weapons inspector Dr David Kelly , too many inconsistencies to not raise suspicions.
originally posted by: Caver78
I'd like to say I did like you and busted Santa. However I just simply didn't care that much. Fat Dude brought toys and there was a tree and cookies and TOYS! YAY!!
My first inkling I was being duped was having read way too much science fiction as a tot and arguing with a friend in 5th grade that our space program was appalling junk! We went right to booster's to propel our butts, instead of developing REAL engines that could do the same thing? WTF???? Why use a slingshot instead of developing a Ford?
For little kids I think we had an outstanding conversation.
After that it was Black helicopters and Cattle Mutilations.
Think that dates me! LOL!!
We grew up knowing Hoover's shenanagans, JFK was a cover-up and the Govt lied as necessary,
originally posted by: Navarro
My earliest memory in life is of me investigating a conspiracy theory. It was December and I was four years old. I know that age to be true because I started preschool at five and I recall referencing that conspiracy when I was told I'd soon be attending. I found it strange that I'd spend my life never being sent away from home, and suddenly my parents aggreed that it was necessary, without having ever consulted me. I knew that they'd lied to me a year earlier, and that their explanations were equally vague and illogical then. Would you believe these people had the audacity to tell me that a fat man shimmied down every chimney in the world in a single night? That in a single sleigh he carried enough toys for every child on Earth? That his sleigh was propelled by raindeer with the ability to fly? That those toys were for some reason produced exclusively by people of short stature?
I knew this was extremely improbable. I reasoned that my parents had bought those toys, just as they had bought me the others, but I couldn't understand why they'd give credit to a man who presumably didn't exist. I questioned my mother, yet not my father, as one dared not question their father in those days without good reason. Her answers were unsatistfactory and suspicious themselves, subtly threatening that a lack of faith in the matter could result in no more presents from the fat man. I wondered if she'd been coerced into telling me these things just as she attempted to manipulate me into believing them.
I reasoned that toys come from stores, not elves, and I'd seen enough toys on store shelves to know they come in packaging. I searched the house without any luck, and then turned my sights to the garage. There was a box baring an image identical to the toy firetruck Santa was alleged to have brought me, and in it was a reciept baring the logo of Target. Bingo. I immediately called an emergency meeting at the dinner table, which my sister declined to attend on account of "shut up I'm on the phone" and my father only agreed to attend remotely from his lazyboy in the livingroom. My mother's explanation was again unsatisfactory, and my father's sole input came in the form of snores muffled by the sounds of a football game on the television. In that moment I knew there was something very wrong in the world.
My first "real" conspiracy came in the form of TWA Flight 800. I walked into the living room and again found my father posted to his lazyboy in front of the television. I noticed that he didn't appear to noticed my entrace into the room, which was unusual for that old Vietnam veteran. He didn't like to be surprised, and he never took approaches for granted. He always at least glanced, and if you woke him from his sleep you got a thorough visual inspection. Yet he was so captivated by the television that he didn't seem to notice me. Not only that, but he was stroking his beard thoughtfully.
The newsman said a plane had crashed in New York, and that multiple witnesses reported seeing it struck by a missile. He said that an investigator submitted suspicious parts of the wreckage to men of science to investigate, and they'd found evidence of explosives. He went on to inform us of the subsequent arrest of that investigator, because the government hadn't given him permission to submit those components for analysis. The government said he thus stole those ruined parts. It then went on to say that there was no missile - the fuel tank randomly sparked and exploded.
I watched my father's eyebrows raise in that moment, and I simultaneously understood that multiple witnesses said they'd seen a missile, multiple scientists said they found evidence of a missile, and one government says there was no missile, yet arrested one of its own investigators for providing evidence that there was. I knew there was a missile, and I knew it was probably the government's missile. In that moment I knew there was something very wrong with the government.
So, what was your first conspiracy? What was your first "real" conspiracy?
originally posted by: thebabyseagull
I remember seeing photographs of old president sitting with future presidents and i knew then that the whole system was rigged.
originally posted by: KTemplar
Love the Santa story. I knew all along Santa was made up, my poor sister used to hide to try and catch him but would always fall asleep.
History class - I absolutely couldn't stand that I was being force fed stories as truths that were questionable at best!
Once I was searching for a Book on ufos and got a disturbing response from the sales clerk - he actually said to me "NO we do not have that book and we will NEVER have that book". Like I just asked him to hand over all the cash - albeit maybe he was just weird.
I actually believe most cover-ups are for the greater good. Military secrets and such! The general population couldn't handle certain knowledge very well!