I have a friend that teeters on the brink of trutherdom and it is an infuriatingly touchy subject because as soon as one uses reason to address the improbability of vast conspiracies, one simply becomes part of the conspiracy, or one of the sheeple.
Plus living in Austin means nonstop opportunities for truthers to throw money at Alex Jones. I keep trying to tell him that the real conspiracy is that Bill Hicks faked his death, gained 400lbs and became Alex Jones, think about it.