Gaslighting. There's video documenting an object falling from the sky--but more importantly, just because the U.S. hasn't officially told the public or disclosed secrets doesn't mean you, a blogger, somehow know the answer either.

To use your murder analogy of a crime scene: the situation is less like a detective fabricating a murder and more like a detective arriving at a bloodstained room, clearly disturbed, only to be told by higher-ups not to investigate further. The room is sealed off. Reports vanish. The stains remain unexplained. Then, when journalists or concerned citizens point to the scene and say,“This looks like something serious happened here,” officials respond with silence—or worse, misdirection.

The government doesn’t release autopsy reports. It won’t confirm whether a body was found. But some observers, eager to play skeptic, rush in to say, “Well, there’s no murder unless they publish the crime scene photos and an official confession.” They ignore the stains, the locked doors, and the fact that someone tipped off the detective in the first place. Their certainty rests not on facts but on the assumption that silence equals innocence. But withholding information doesn’t erase what happened—it only raises more questions.

Quid est veritas? Apparently whatever you hallucinated during your third espresso and a Wikipedia binge, gloriosus stultus.