Wrong answer...
Unfortunately, JREFers are largely infiltrated by the same type of person they like to abuse.
They look for loonies, attack 'said' loonies, and as a consequence, absorb said loonies into their cult of blind belief in anything that is official doctrine.
I guess it's a consequence of their successful tactics. New arrivals to JREF who try and question the dogma run into a storm of abuse and either quit in disgust, are strong enough to stand their ground, or capitulate and convert to the mass mind of JREF bigotry.
I do understand. Weak people always feel stronger when part of a herd.
MM
Hey, Ding Dong, I don't go "looking for loonies." I didn't go over to your house, and say, "Oooh, MirageMemories, you have got to come over to JREF and spout your stuff. You'll find arguments aplenty and armies of potential converts." I don't go to LC and conspiracy forums to argue over whether the NSA is run by the Rothschilds or the Warburgs, or whether or not those little blue tags on the back of highway signs are the guides for the invading United Nations Army.
Blather about that is a gigantic waste of time and human energy, when I have a real job to do, which addresses real problems in a major city, have a real family to raise, real writing projects to work on, and real non-profits to support. For the past 1,000 years, conspiracy theorists and Woos and Twoofers have been spouting various lines of blather about the imminent end of civilization at the hands of those vague, omnipotent, Satanic dark forces that are just about to either crush us all or collapse at the hands of the brave few that are standing against them on the bridge...and neither the apocalypse nor the rapture have come yet, and nor are they likely to.
Either way, I outgrew romantic fantasies of living in a permanent state of underground rebellion against the world order and battling valiantly against the regime to defeat it and avoid the responsibilities and realities of adulthood years ago. I know stupidity when I see it. I don't go out and look for it, I don't try to engage it, but when it shoves itself in my face, I'm going to shove it aside.
You came here to dispense your drivel, and guess what? You met up with some serious, knowledgeable, and witty opposition! We're not overheated 15-year-old kids who think The Matrix is a documentary or paranoid 26-year-olds who never left our parents' basement because of the CIA's laser beams, we're smart, professional, educated people, who can cut through idiocy and know when someone is trying to sell us a bill of goods.
We see Twoofers and nutters and CTers come in here all the time, spouting their drivel, and we hammer them right back. We've seen sockpuppets of sockpuppets, neo-Nazis, lunar tunes, and general goofballs.
They usually make themselves known through their condescending attitude, their dodging and weaving, their lack of understanding of science and history, and the many other "tells" of Twoofery, the biggest of which being their lousy manners and lack of civility.
So when we see yet another sockpuppet or yet another nutter come in here, we don't have much time or tolerance for their behavior. You come in here acting like you're taking over as the new "tough teacher" of a bunch of recalcitrant fourth graders, and we throw your act right back in your face.
So don't whinge about the audience heckling you. You came here, you spouted your line, and we answered. Welcome to Showtime at the Apollo.
You come here, you better bring your "A" game. Now pitching for New York, number 22, Roger Clemens.