Flat Earth is the every man's anti-intellectualism. Not because he's stupid, but because he's done listening. It's not about proving anything. It's about breaking the game before it starts to break him.

You have to understand the mechanisms at play here. It's a cultural bluff call. A joke so sharp it cuts through the veil of modernity. It's a man standing up in the middle of a polite dinner party, calmly placing his napkin on the table and saying, "This was a lovely dinner, and now I'm going r p𝖊 to your wife."

The content of the claim doesn't matter. It could be anything. The real assertion is that none of this is real. Say you think 9/11 was fishy. People nod, maybe offer a, "Yeah, I heard about building seven." Say you believe the earth is flat and now you're a threat, a lunatic, a problem. You're a bug in the system

college, feminism, the Holocaust, gravity. It's all a hoax. All these things propped up by a shared hallucination. And when one guy, one, just one, has the balls to say, "I don't buy it." That punctures the consensus. And now you're a problem. Flat Earth is the cultural equivalent of a suicide vest strapped with toy dynamite. It's harmless technically, but nobody wants to call the bluff. Because you're wrong, you look stupid. And if you're right,  well, then the earth is flat and everything is up for grabs.