Dear Dirty America

Today as I was walking on Western when I heard somebody shout:

Alex Jones is an inside job!

The shouter was a man with a white fly fishing hat and when I looked in his direction he jumped into the open door of a bus and was whisked away before I could ask him about his peculiar statement. Was he shouting at me? It seemed so, but maybe I have an unnatural guilt complex. Everybody everywhere shouting must be shouting at me.

Recently, a reader suggested Alex Jones should run for president.

That inside job statement reminded me of the criticism that used to come from the wildly savage and pseudo-intelligent Bill Cooper. He would loudly criticize Alex Jones as being planted to spread disinformation in order to confuse an already confused public on who was really the wizard behind the sparkly curtain.

Just so you know, the local Arizonan authorities shot Cooper dead after they lured him out of his house by pretending they were loud teenagers partying on Cooper’s land. The whole affair was awful. Cooper got in a shootout with police.