What are we then supposed to do?
The most stomach-turning story of the decade was filled in, earlier today, when it was revealed that the popular Santa Barbara surf school owner, Matthew Taylor Coleman, was “obsessed with QAnon and serpent DNA conspiracy theories” before gruesomely murdering his two young children in Mexico.
According to NBC News, the 40-year-old confessed to authorities that he used a spearfishing gun, earlier reported as a wooden stake, to stab his two-year-old son and ten-month-old daughter to death because “they were going to grow into monsters” due his wife’s “serpent DNA.”
According to Business Insider, “Contemporary belief in reptilians is mostly linked to British conspiracy theorist David Icke, who first published his book ‘The Biggest Secret’ in 1998. Icke alleged that ‘the same interconnecting bloodlines have controlled the planet for thousands of years,’ as the book’s Amazon description says. The book suggests that blood-drinking reptilians of extraterrestrial origin had been controlling the world for centuries, and even originated the Illuminati — a fictitious group of world leaders that conspiracy theorists say control the world.”
Coleman allegedly referenced his “enlightenment” after his arrest and claimed that “he knew it was wrong” though “hoped to save the world with the action.”
Disturbing alternative narratives have wildly proliferated in the past few years becoming accepted by larger and larger swaths of the population. I suppose we all, here, know someone who has jumped the shark, so to speak, but what to do with all of this, practically?
How to interact, converse, correct? Cutting off, ostracizing, “cancelling” doesn’t seem like it works.
Of course Coleman was profoundly mentally wrecked but did thinking conspiratorially lead to his horrific, unforgivable action or did his profound mental wreckage merely find its disturbing alternative narrative and latch on?
What are we then supposed to do but, more importantly, how can we, all of us, protect everyone around us and especially our children? We, surfers, knew this man. He was one of us. He was ours, as disgustingly difficult as it is to hold.
There has to be a way to make this never ever happen again in our ranks.
Being disgusted isn’t enough.
There just has to be something we can do.