Jarred hastily dropped the small stack of paper onto the passenger's seat as he slipped in the car. He glanced nervously at the papers before starting the ignition.
Was he just being hyper paranoid? The majority of conspiracy theories were just that. Theories. One person concludes something different than what is published based on talk and blog post. Jarred should know. Especially with today's world wide internet connection where anyone could rant. One man's mussing could tun into a full blown conspiracy theory.
Jarred had been so caught up in his mussing that he nearly drove through a red light. His foot slammed on the breaks, jerking him to a stop half way through the intersection.
Fortunate the car behind Jarred was far enough behind to gave Jarred room to back up.
Unfortunate it was a cop's car.
No soon had Jarred finished backing up, than the cop's sirens went off. jarred waited for the light to turn green before pulling over. His back was rigidly pressed into the car seat and his fingers thrummed on the wheel as the cop's face leered in the window.
Jarred ended up being less than nice to the cop, so his ticket was about a hundred dollars more than it would have been other wise.
As the cop walked away, Jarred slammed his forehead into the steering wheel. Today was not going very well for him. He roughly pushed his glasses back up his nose and started the car again.
Finally,Jarred pulled up at John Smith's house. The unspoken leader of the conspiracy starters.
Jarred stiffly walked up the steps and knocked.
"Come in," John yelled.
Jarred let himself inn and found John on the computer.
"John," Jarred said.
"Yes," John said, still looking at the computer screen.
Jarred placed his papers on Jon's desk. "Look at those. Now. It's important."
John finally turned away from the computer screen, casting a glance at Jarred through the corner of his eye. He picked up the papers and started to read from a thread from a forum about conspiracies.
where stared by the same source?
junoe: I didn't believe you at first, but looking it up, you are right.
Funny though, almost was like they were trying to hide it.
JuneCat: Don't know. Some of those theories were bog ones.
Made up by a certain person.
JudgeAwsome: Yea, but if you look a little deeper you'll find links
to blogs and threads that helped them start them.
JuneCat: Freaky. mmmmmmm...yet another conspiracy.....
At first John's face was confused, one eyebrow cocked above the other. Then his face was amused, fallowed by a burst of laughter.
"Are you honestly worried about this?" John asked.
Jarred pressed his lips into a hard line, not liking his concerns being laughed at. "It's clear these people have found out about us."
"So?"
"Well, one would think we are breaking some law somewhere."
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with a group of collage buddies planting seeds to start conspiracies. We don't even really do anything. Just leave a hint here and there. The general population is the one who blows it hugely out of proportion. It's kind of a weird pass time I know, but so is spending all day locked up in a dark room playing a board game about dragons and elves."
Jarred rolled his eyes and leaned against the desk. "For your information, I played Dungeons and Dragons seriously for only about five months."
John snorted. "Oh only. Do you have to be so paranoid?"
"Yes," Jarred snapped back. "That what makes me so good at making up conspiracies. It's a talent really. you have a certain situation, where everything fits but one little fact. And because I'm paranoid, I can take that one little fact, and make it a whole augment based on it." He sighed picking up the papers. "Do you think we should even try to squash it out? Or should we leave well enough alone?"
John shook his head, a smile on his lips. "What would be the fun in letting will enough alone? But I don't think you should squash it . I though you should us your paranoia."
Jarred blinked. "Blow it ridiculously out of proportion?" He thought about it a moment. "Yes, that would be sick. The conspiracy starters are actually a circle of rich powerful politicians who control America by carefully selecting wide spread conspiracies. Or it could be an underground gang thing."
"Or," John said arching his eyebrows, "a bunch of regular Joe's, some thinking it's just for kicks, while the others use it to control society."
Jarred winced. "That is a little too close to the truth."
John shrugged. "Just thought I'd throw it out there. What would be cool is if you could circulate all three at once."
Jarred nodded. "Actually, that would be cool. Think I'll do that." He shook his head and laughed as he left. "Funny to think people actually buy this stuff. Honestly? A group of people who control the system by starting conspiracies? What a laugh," he said over his should to John.
John let a sly smile creep over his face as Jarred shut the door. 'If only you knew.'
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