I’m not going to put much narrative into this because it really doesn’t need it. Like good theater, I’ll let you follow the story on your own and enjoy it. Let me just quickly clarify who the players are.
On the one hand we have a notable “online newspaper of the (imaginary) autism epidemic.” On another hand we have an independent conspiracy theorist who posts screed after screed about how he, and he alone, is unraveling the intercontinental medical conspiracy — or something like that. In another hand we have a young, ambitious, albeit misguided kid who wants someone to pay for the (imaginary) autism epidemic. And in another hand we have… Well, we don’t have anyone. This is a three part play:
ACT I – A Tweet By Any Other Name Wouldn’t Read As Strange
ACT II – We Weighed And Measured Ourselves And We Have Not Found Us Wanting
ACT III – Nobody Done Told Me To Go On And Done Keep My Here Mouth Shut
The anti-vaccine blog that calls itself a newspaper — its editor — writes this in an almost incomprehensible “dialect”, and then he writes this to clarify that. Someone didn’t take lessons on how to avoid the Streisand Effect.
That anti-vaccine house is divided. It created something that has gone out of its control, and their readers know it. Just look at the comments.
Somebody hand me some popcorn.
|‘Cause I’m a Black woman, don’t you know?|