Who’s wailing in terror?
Hey, I have such a huge distilled body of data in my noggin . . . exhaustively vetting every new story is just not a priority.
It serves it’s purpose well enough for me just to keep the topic alive—regardless of whether it’s absolute truth, or not.
Besides, it’s funny watching you sing and dance the addictive naysaying song and dance routine. That ice dam of TYPE II ERROR stuff is going to be one spectacular flow when it thaws.
Am I missing something? Have you not talked about the demonic side of flying saucers? Or do you not mind the astrologists and tarot card readers that are hitching rides on your carnival wagon?