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Some of the Cleverest People I Know Are Flat-Earthers... [Part I]

Some people find it difficult to grasp the complexities of the debate between flat-earthers and globe-ists, so to help you I’ve devised a simple experiment you can conduct at home.

Take a Kilner jar
Fill it with 100 red ants and 100 black ants.
Shake the jar
Observe.

Alternatively, you could perform an even simpler experiment like I did on my Telegram channel the other day. Just launch a new thread with the words “Think it’s about time we had a flat earth thread. You’re all so strangely reticent on the subject.” Having lit the touch paper stand a good distance back and enjoy the fireworks.

These fights are so much more enjoyable when you haven’t yourself (yet) got a dog in them. They also afford a useful opportunity to assess the tone of the opposing sides. Quite often, I find, the way people make their points can be as instructive a tell as the actual substance of their arguments. If they come across as angry, indignant, defensive, vicious or underhand for example, it inclines me to think that their case isn’t quite as strong as they pretend it to be.

I first noticed this in my days fighting the Climate Wars. Back then - as now, come to think of it - there were only a handful of people publicly contradicting the official ‘global warming’ narrative. Some were elderly scientists no longer dependent on academic tenure and therefore more inclined to speak their mind; some were maverick journalists, like myself and Christopher Booker, who weren’t averse to being dismissed by people we despised as ‘anti-science’ lunatics.

Against us was arrayed a multi-billion dollar - now approaching multi-trillion dollar - coalition of academics, politicians, activists, corporate rent-seekers, teachers, celebrities, media whores and so on, all pushing the green agenda. The imbalance of money, power, and media clout was so vast you did rather wonder why they bothered to engage with us. Surely if our sceptical arguments were so feeble, and their science so cast iron, the more sensible thing would have been to ignore us completely?

But they didn’t. Instead, they devoted a chunk of their considerable resources to try to make us look like fools and to make our lives miserable. Sceptical scientists were denied the right to publish in any of the peer-reviewed journals or - in the case of Willie Soon - were pettifoggingly demoted by their university to a smaller, more remote office. Journalists like Booker were regularly reported to what was then known as the Press Complaints Commission, and forced laboriously and time-consumingly to defend every true word they had written. In my own case, the BBC teamed up with Rockerfeller-funded scientist Sir Paul Nurse and the Guardian newspaper to perform a hit job on me in the form of a Horizon documentary partly designed to show just how little I supposedly knew about ‘climate science.’

Now I don’t know about you but if somebody makes a claim against me which I know to be ludicrously, risibly inaccurate I don’t waste a lot of energy worrying about it. The other day, for example, someone accused me on social media of being a high level freemason, based on the fact that I had identified with Gawain and the Green Knight in one of my podcasts. This bothered me about as much as it would have done if someone had pointed to my cat and said: “That’s definitely a dog, that is.” It’s the kind of comment which elicits, at most, a bemused shrug of the shoulders. Definitely not something that eats you up inside and has you plotting dire revenge against the perpetrator of this vile calumny.

As with climate change ‘denial’, so with the flat earth. Though I’m not yet at the point where I believe globe theory to be as big a pile of confected nonsense as I know man-made global warming theory to be, I’ve definitely noticed some similarities in the way their proponents behave. It is not enough for them to prove their opponents’ arguments wrong using ‘scientific’ argument. No, they must ridicule them, marginalise them, humiliate them, destroy them, crush them utterly. Now why would anyone wish to do that to their opponent unless they considered them to be a threat?
Let’s give the globe-ists the benefit of the doubt and assume that they are correct: that flat-earth theory is indeed a load of bollocks. What I’d like to ask them in this case is: what exactly is it that is so special about the globe earth paradigm that makes them so passionately keen to defend it? Or, to put it another way, why when they encounter a flat-earther putting forward the flat earth case don’t they just respond in the same way as I - you too, probably - would if someone claimed that our cat was a dog? Why do they care so much about an issue on which, wherever the truth lies, isn’t going to make the slightest impact on anyone’s life?

Most ‘conspiracy theories’ - once accepted - have significant mental consequences. JFK and 9/11, for example, will change for ever your understanding of the relationship between people and their government. False flags like the Manchester Arena bombing will make you sharply reconsider the nature of the ‘war on terror’. Death of Diana will stop you ever again feeling rosy towards the Royal Family. Paul Is Dead makes it almost impossible to enjoy - if you ever did - another Beatles song. And so on.

Obviously, flat earth has some consequences too. It means kissing goodbye to whatever respect you may have had for Galileo, Newton, Copernicus, Brian Cox and even, probably, dear old Patrick Moore (the monocled astronomer, I mean, not the Greenpeace co-founder). You might feel like chucking out the antique globe that you used to like spinning around on your writing desk or laughing scornfully every time you see the BBC’s globe logo. But these consequences, such as they are, are fairly minor ones. About the worst thing that could happen - and it does, quite a lot, I fear - is that you might become a bit of a flat earth bore whenever you corner anyone you suspect of being susceptible to your theory. You’re not going to become a different person, though, or any kind of menace to society. No more so, at any rate, than are subscribers to the myriad other conspiracy theories out there.

Do you see what I’m getting at here? Flat earth is just one conspiracy theory among many. Yet for reasons I’m struggling to understand it has been singled out as the ne plus ultra of deranged credulousness. And not just by Normies but even, if social media chat is to be believed, by people who profess to be Awake.

Now I can understand where the Normies are coming from because I used to be one myself. But the Awake anti-flat-earthers I do not understand at all for their position strikes me as so utterly inimical to the state of being Awake. To be Awake, surely, is to have reached that point of understanding where you realise that anything and everything you have been taught about the world - from its science to its history to its very shape - is potentially a lie. To be Awake, surely also, is to adopt a degree of “I have been wrong in the past, so I might be wrong again” humility.

But when I read supposedly Awake people attacking flat-earthers on social media and elsewhere, I’m not getting any of that judicious scepticism, still less any of that humility. What I’m getting, instead, is people acting like complete cocks; people making the kind of Appeals to Authority which any truly Awake person should have learned to shun long ago; people behaving with exactly the sort of intolerance they so resent experiencing themselves, from Normies, when they broach apparently more acceptable conspiracy theories like JFK or 9/11. Are they just being stupid? Or lazily hypocritical? Or is there, perhaps, something more sinister going on here?

The answer, I suspect, is a mixture of the three. Part of the problem is something I addressed in an earlier essay on the subject of the Purple Pilled. That is, people who have taken the red-pill but still want to keep one foot in the world of the blue-pilled, and who consequently are forever on the look out for ‘conspiracy theories’ they can dismiss out of hand to show how rational and sensible they are really. Flat earth serves their purposes perfectly.

Another is down to conditioning. Yes, of course, everyone who has gone down the rabbit hole imagines themselves to have escaped the matrix and freed their minds from the mental shackles, the propaganda, the psyops and so on which the System uses to control us. But every time I see someone wheel out variants on that tired old phrase “it’s designed to discredit our cause and muddy the waters”, I think to myself “How come you’re so sure that you’re not the one who is being played here?”

I may once have written an essay on this very phrase. If I didn’t I should have done. I think there’s something lazy, second-hand and intellectually dishonest about it. Too often Awake people use it without thinking, in much the same knee-jerk way Normies do when they trot out phrases like “Holocaust denier” or “conspiracy theorist”. It smacks to me not of a considered response but a Pavlovian one, like that of a dog who has been trained by the system to bark angrily every time he hears the boo phrase ‘flat earth’. The person who uses the ‘discredit our cause’ cliche wants you to know that he is nobody’s fool. But what I tend to think when I hear it is “actually you are somebody’s fool - and that somebody is probably the person at one of the three-letter agencies who devised the ‘discredits our cause’ trope - and then inveigled it into Awake groups everywhere.”

Sure, I recognise that ‘flooding the zone’ with disinformation and inserting bad actors into the truth movement are both widely used tactics of the Predator Class. But it does not automatically follow that this is the case with flat earth and the people propounding it. Or not all of them. I’ve read globe-ists claim, for example, that Eric Dubay - probably the world’s go-to flat earth apologist - is in fact a 33rd degree freemason and agent of the Illuminati. But even supposing it’s true, that’s not a refutation of his arguments, it’s merely an ad hom. If our enemies are as devious as I think they are, it’s entirely conceivable that they would infiltrate one of their own into our camp and have him say true things in order for these true things subsequently to made to look untrue when he was finally outed as a wrong ‘un. Isn’t that the point of Russell Brand, for example?

My other big problem with the ‘it discredits our cause’ argument is that it’s based on a false premise. It presupposes that the world is chock full of Normies just itching to go down the rabbit hole but unable to do so because it would mean throwing in their lot with flat-earthers. But that’s just not the case, is it? It’s not flat-earth that puts them off: it’s the whole shebang. To them, the very idea that their governments might conspire against them, stage false-flags to frighten them, spray the skies to poison them, or force them to take jabs designed to kill and maim them, is anathema. Scapegoating flat earthers doesn’t help our cause. It just does the Enemy’s ‘divide-and-rule’ work for them.

[Ctd in Part II]

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If you haven’t already - I’m a bit behind the curve here - I urge you to watch this car crash encounter between Christian apologist and scholar Wes Huff and ‘ancient civilisation’ researcher Billy Carson.

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I Wish I Weren't a Christian

No, not really, obviously. I’m just venting my frustration on how incredibly hard it is sometimes.

For example, if you read your scripture regularly you will notice that time and again Jesus enjoins us to forgive our enemies. This is emphasised in Matthew where He tells us that there’s only one prayer we really need and that’s the Lord’s Prayer.

In the Lord’s Prayer, Jesus leaves us in no doubt that for followers of the way forgiveness is not an optional extra.

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us.

There’s an implicit contract here. If you want to be worthy of God’s forgiveness then you must do likewise.

I say the Lord’s Prayer every day, from the moment I wake till the moment I’m about to go to sleep - and lots of times in between.

The first parts are easy. What’s not to like about hallowing the Lord’s name and celebrating his eternal kingdom and being assured of all that daily bread He provides?

But the forgiving trespasses part can be a bit of a stumbling block because it seems so onerous - and unfair.

Surely if someone wrongs you, especially when unprovoked, the proper and proportionate response ought to be to smite them sevenfold? At the very least.

How can it not be right to retaliate when you’ve got right on your side?

How can it especially not be right when you happen to have been blessed by God with a mind that can produce the kind of next-level invective, weapons-grade cattiness and implacable, Daisy-cutter bomb logic that utterly obliterates anyone foolish enough to cross you?

Not only would the revenge be just - but fun too!

I’ve tried these arguments, over the years, on my morning walk with the dog, which is one of the occasions where I go through the Psalms and commune with God. But I can never quite get my point past the goalkeeper.

I’ll say stuff like: “C’mon, God. Give me a break. I’m not St Francis of Assisi. Can’t you just give me a bit of leeway, just this once, to satisfy my baser urges? I’ll be good afterwards, promise.”

Or: “But taking out wrong ‘uns in an amusing way is my brand. It’s how I make my living. You surely don’t want me to starve, do you?”

Resisting the temptation to deploy my powers is tough. It’s like being blessed with a huge penis only to discover “No sorry. The Lord has decided that your path is to become a monk. So I’m afraid that magnificent appendage is for peeing, only.

Why, God? Why?

The problem is that the Bible doesn’t really offer many get-out clauses. It’s not just the Lord’s Prayer that enjoins forgiveness. There’s that possibly even more annoying bit where Jesus tells us - say what? Really?? - that we should ‘Turn the other cheek.’

And then there are all the Psalms - which Jesus quoted more than almost any other book, so they must be on point - urging us to be patient and to let God take care of all the smiting.

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For example, there’s Psalm 37:

Leave off from wrath; and let go displeasure. Fret not thyself else thou shalt be moved to do evil.

Time and again you find the psalmist - usually David - asking, in so many words, “How much longer am I going to put up with this injustice? It’s so unfair!”

And God’s reply is always: “Fret not. I’ve got this!”

In Psalm 73, another of my favourites, the psalmist gets so frustrated he wonders why there’s any point being good when behaving badly seems so much more profitable.

Yea, and I had almost said even as they. [ie the Ungodly] But lo, then I should have condemned the generation of thy children.

But then he goes into the sanctuary of God and learns the fate of the ungodly.

Namely how thou dost set them in the slippery places and castest them down and destroyest them.

O how suddenly do they consume, perish and come to a fearful end.

Yea, even like as a dream when one awaketh, so shalt thou make their image to vanish out of the city.

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The language and imagery of the Psalms is so magnificent that I could spend all day reciting them. But if you’re reciting them merely for the great poetry then you’re surely guilty of the kind of vainglorious burbling Jesus warned us against in Matthew 6. You need to imbibe the meaning also - and accept that if Jesus took this stuff seriously then you probably should too.

Not, by the way, that I am remotely wasting any time fantasising about my enemies consuming, perishing and coming to a fearful end. On the contrary, I feel sorry for them because choosing the wrong path, away from God, is punishment in itself.

I prefer to take my example from one of the extraordinary monks featured in Archimandrite Tikhon’s Everyday Saints. [Unfortunately I can’t look up his name because I gave my copy to ortho bro Dick].

This monk was sent to the Gulag by the Soviets - but not before being cruelly tortured by a sadistic NKVD man who broke all his fingers. Many years later, the monk was reunited with his torturer, now so thoroughly ashamed he became an ardent Christian.

Please don’t think for a moment that I am comparing my feeble attempts at forbearance to that of this saintly monk. I’m sure I will fail to meet the exacting standards of saintliness on many, many occasions in the future, which will be my loss and your gain. After all, I’m sure my articles are SO much more fun when I’m putting the boot in rather than when I’m turning that other cheek.

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James and Dick's Christmas Special - Don't Miss Out!

I was about to start writing Part Two of my piece Most Journalists Don’t Realise They Are Working For Satan, when a thought occurred: “Hang on, James. Shouldn’t you be plugging your show?”

It’s this Saturday, on the off chance you are interested. I quite understand if you’re not: you’re probably busy, this miserable weather doesn’t make you feel like venturing away from home, and anyway, it’ll just be me and Dick on a stage talking rubbish as usual.

You’re right. Dick and I sitting on a stage talking rubbish is indeed what you’re going to get this Saturday evening. As usual we won’t be at all prepared. Well, Dick might but I won’t because I’m lazyI like to keep it real.

The only thing I will have to do in advance is wrap Dick’s present which I got him from Russia. He’s going to really love it because it is about as Dick a present as you could possibly imagine and I want to watch his little eyes light up as he tears off the wrapping.

But to be fair, I do have roughly in my mind some of the few things I want to talk about. One of them is ‘Who Really Runs The World?’, which obviously for us batshit-crazy tinfoil hat loons is one of those ongoing conversations which keeps changing the more we learn. Another is ‘Was Churchill more evil than Hitler?’ We’ve talked about this stuff before but my take on these issues in 2025 is going to be subtly different from the ones you heard in 2024 or 2023, let alone in say 2019 when I was about 90 per cent Normie. (I’m allowing myself 10 per cent off because I did at least know back then that climate change was bollocks).

Will we play the “Yes/No” game? I doubt it because the answer always “No” these days. But you never know. Perhaps Dick might surprise me. Or perhaps he might introduce a wild card game he has invented for the occasion.

There will be no Christmas decorations. Sorry but it’s too early.

Nor, likely, will I wear my Christmas jumper. Too hot.

But we will do the Lords Prayer at the beginning - inter alia, to ward off any demons and because it makes everyone feel amazingly uplifted - and Jerusalem at the end.

Also, you get to see Unregistered Chickens, who just get better and better. Or so I’m told by one of the band members. Dick and Andy the lead singer keep making bitchy remarks about the fact that even when they’re playing at my events I never come to see them. Or only for a few minutes. I try to explain, honestly, that this isn’t because I’m too grand or because I think they’re crap but because before you do a show the very last thing you want to be doing is hanging out with the audience because it drains all the energy you need for the show.

Still I think the thing you’ll enjoy most about the event is hanging out with like minded folk. You’ll be able to put faces to the names of some of the fellow Awake people you know from online. And you’ll be able to talk about all the things - Michelle Obama’s big swinging lunchpack; hybrid creatures bioengineered in the same Antartica DUMB where they breed the children for adrenochrome, were the Thunderbirds puppets actually devised as a result of remote viewing technology which enabled Gerry Anderson to see into the future from the 1960s and watch Konstantin Kisin and the other one presenting Triggerpod? etc - that you will probably avoid bringing up with family round the Christmas dinner table.

It’ll be fun. You’ll really, really enjoy it.

It will be no skin off my nose if you don’t. But I just think if you don’t come you’ll be missing out.

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All They Want Is Your Soul

One of my unlikely podcast guests this week is Nick Griffin.

I say ‘unlikely’ because I’m always slightly wary of people who have been involved in mainstream politics - even if, like Griffin, it was only at the margins.

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Griffin - or Nick, as I suppose I should call him, now he’s my new mate - used to be the leader of the notorious British National Party (BNP). Like the party from which it splintered, the National Front, the BNP was and is one of those outfits which the mainstream media likes to brand as ‘fascist’ and ‘far right’ and ‘basically a bunch of Nazis.’

This would be why, in my days as an MSM journalist, Nick never crossed my radar. He wasn’t the sort of character of whom you could say to your editor “How about we hear what that Nick Griffin has to say for himself?” It would be tantamount to career suicide because, imagine, what if you quite liked him or he said something people agreed with? Far better not to take the risk - and to ignore him - as all self-respecting media folk did.

Anyway, now that very belatedly I’ve had chat with him I’ve discovered that, yes, I do quite like him. And also that he says lots of things I agree with. Many of the people who’ve listened to the podcast share my pleasant surprise. Here’s a typical comment:

“I was brought up believing the BBC hype - NickG is equivalent to Satan […] Please do bring Nick back on. Even some of my ‘awake-ish’ friends still recoil in horror at the mention of his name. This exposure can right this wrong.”

My main reservation about inviting Nick onto the Delingpod wasn’t that he’d be too controversial but that he might be a bit too conventional in his outlook, a bit Normie.

But on this, too, I was pleasantly surprised. As an example of how interesting his conversation is - and perhaps as an incentive to encourage those of you who aren’t already paid subscribers to sign up for an early listen before the podcast goes out free - I want to share with you one of his best anecdotes.

It was prompted when I asked him about whether any attempts had ever been made by shadowy forces to buy him off.

Yes, Nick said. Attempts had been made on a couple of occasions, one of them when he was a member of the National Front.

Representatives of an ultra-orthodox Jew in New York called Rabbi Schiller offered the National Front a large sum of money, on one somewhat surprising condition, which I shall reveal in a moment.

In Italy, meanwhile, on another occasion, some of Nick’s ‘far-right’ fellow travellers were made a similarly generous offer by a wealthy Jewish outfit. Again, the money was dependent on the fulfilment of one surprising term.

Then, Griffin went on, there was the example of his friend in Northern Ireland, a social marketing genius who was offered a blank cheque by Jewish interests, but only on one condition.

Here’s the interesting part. Perhaps you thought - as I certainly did - that in all three instances the Jewish donors would have made the same request: talking more about the Holocaust, maybe; toning down the anti-Semitism; avoiding criticism of Israel; something like that.

But no. The things that were requested were all very different - and also quite unexpected.

In the case of the National Front, the request was that they should stop griping about the perils and iniquities of the banking system.

With the Italians, the request was that they cease to sing the praises of Corneliu Codreanu, a Romanian fascist leader - founder of the Iron Guard - assassinated in the 1930s.

And in the case of the Northern Irish marketing guru, it was that he should stop talking about the evils of abortion.

The three very different provisos only had one thing in common: each was very dear to the heart of the people to whom the money offer had been made. To the National Front, banking was the key plank of their economic argument. To the Italians, Codreanu was a beloved romantic hero and role model. To the Northern Irishman, crusading against abortion was a moral imperative.

“They offer you everything you need,” explained Griffin. “But in every case they are only prepared to give it to you on condition that you sacrifice the thing closest to your heart.”

Perhaps experts in the Kabbala, or the Babylonian Mystery Religions, or the occult generally can explain to me what is going on here. But clearly these offers have great ritual significance - and also go some way towards explaining the nature of a world whose temporary god, according to the scriptures, is Satan.

Yes, you will be granted whatever you want. But not until you’ve first sold your soul.

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