We always fight about the truth. Which system is the best, which rules are the best, whether this and that really happened and who lied to us and whom we can trust.
But this is not the real fight. Even the conspiracy theorists and smart minds play right into the hands of those who know the real rules of the game.
The real game is not about truth. It is about a commodity of much higher value. Your attention.
The real game is not about whether politicians lie to us, whether we have really been on the moon, whether capitalism is better than socialism, whether feminists are right.
The real game is about keeping you thinking, keeping you wondering, keeping you worrying, keeping you afraid and caught up in epic fantasies of heroism and betrayal.
The real game is about feeding on your attention. They feed on all the energy you invest into trying to take those things apart in your head. Trying to figure out what’s going on.
The worst thing you can do to them, the only way you can win, is to stop thinking about it all. It is the thing they fear most, for if you do not think about them, they lose all their power and all the energy you are sending their way.
Why do you not stop thinking?
But we both know why, don’t we?
Because you believe that it would be cruel not to care. That you would be a cold bastard to be indifferent.
Of course. It is what I would make you believe, too, if I were a game master.
I would invent some terror organization, some threat. Then I would pay some people to spread dramatic doubts about this – the perfect prototype of a conspiracy theorist. Thus I would manipulate people into being unable to reconcile the both ideas.
Then I would tell them that truth is the highest good and that whoever does not know truth is a fool who does not deserve respect.
In order to not feel exiled, they would become agitated to find out truth. Of course, without any chance of success, because the main story itself as well as the doubts are completely manufactured.
And then I would make sure to shame everybody who dares to be indifferent and calm. I would call those people inhumane, antisocial, cold, mentally ill, disillusioned, and so on. I would spread nonsensical automatic conditioned replies to this attitude like: Well, if you think this does not matter, nothing matters and you can just go lie down and die.
Repeat until every last person is desperately lost in thoughts. Until everybody is thinking and nobody is living anymore. Until everybody is agitated and obsessed with exposing lies and finding truth and being right.
And those who dare to question their emotions about this, those I would shame and punish for being irrational, emotional, crybabies, fags, whatever. I would force them into abandoning their body-connection and instincts.
Repeat until nobody trusts their own emotions and instincts.
And when everybody is thinking and nobody is living and feeling anymore, you can do whatever you want to the now helpless distracted people, the people who are caught in a self-perpetuating illusion of their minds.
And since they only operate based on their mind now, I can simply justify every horrible thing I do to them with mere thoughts. It is the law. It is rational. It is moral. It is Science. It is God.
They may have doubts. Sure. But the important thing is not whether they believe me. The important thing is that they have enough doubts not to stand up for themselves. The important thing is not that they like what I do to them. The important thing is that they are afraid enough not to do anything about it.
This, my friend, is the only real conspiracy. The only real game. It does not matter whether their words are truth or lies. It does not really matter whether you believe a lie or not. What matters is that you keep worrying about it, thinking about it, being angry about it.
Seriously, does it matter whether we were on the moon? Does it matter whether Angela Merkel is Hitler’s daughter? Does it matter whether we live in a perfect political system? Does it matter? To whom? How would either of those things actually change your life?