With just days until the election, conspiracy theories abound on the Internet(s).
Was President Bush wired with a radio to get debate answers from Karl Rove? Did Senator Kerry carry a "cheat sheet" to the podium at the first debate?
Will the Bush administration bring Osama bin Laden out of cold storage? Will compromising photos of Senator Kerry and Jane Fonda in a menage a trois with Ho Chi Minh suddenly pop up in the middle of "Stolen Honor?"
None seem so interesting as the conspiracy theory portrayed in the play "Laura's Bush" playing in San Francisco. In it, the First Lady is drunk on sherry and stripped to her underwear ready to reveal a right-wing conspiracy that "makes the Kennedy assassination look like a speed bump."
Not your cup of tea?
Try Pentagon Strike. It's a webpage of carefully edited eyewitness accounts that leave out the fact that an airliner slammed into the Pentagon.
He conveniently leaves out accounts from the hundreds or thousands of people who DID see the plane.
I once had a friend who loved conspiracy theories. Except he used the singular form (kinda like Internet vs. Internets). He jokingly argued that there was only one conspiracy and all the various theories were both elements of it and disinformation to throw off anyone looking into them.
But then, I always thought he was in on "the conspiracy."
Hang on to your tin foil hats, people. It's going to be a fun race to the polls.
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