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Edited on Mon Jun-22-09 08:38 PM by salvorhardin
It's tempting to laugh at these people, and in all honesty, I don't know what you can do but laugh. Someone who is that much of a true believer will never be reached by reason. About the only thing I've found that reaches people that far gone into paranoid delusions is some sort of major life event. Something so horrendous and terrifying that all the delusions fall away and they see the world as it is for the first time... or they escape deeper into fantasy finding refuge in some form of perverse religiosity.
But then I think that life for people who have such terrifyingly paranoid beliefs has to be a thoroughly miserable experience. Thinking they're in on the secret, the one everybody else is too stupid to see, must be about the only form of control they think they have over the direction of their lives. After all, if such powerful cabals exert such omniscient, omnipotent control over the plebes, and everybody from your dentist to your family doctor is in on it, then really, what is there to live for?
In The Paranoid Style In American Politics, Hofstadter said, "We are all sufferers from history, but the paranoid is a double sufferer, since he is afflicted not only by the real world, with the rest of us, but by his fantasies as well." I don't know of anyone else who has expressed it better.
I think if I believed thusly I'd just kill myself. Just up and swallow that whole bottle of vicodin on the shelf with a litre chaser of vodka. Double sufferers, indeed.
I may be able to blow of some steam by laughing at some of these people from time to time, but it's not what you want to be doing every day. It's too depressing, and I can't help but think that if it's someone you once knew, even if only marginally, that it'd be terrible to watch them go down that road. The average work-a-day conspiracist may not be mentally ill, but how can anyone doubt that someone who thinks dentists are implanting microchips in cavities is anything but?
It's just unseemly to make fun of the mentally ill. Especially when one considers that from everything we know from modern cognitive neuroscience and neurology, the line that divides us from them is treacherously thin. It'd only take one tiny tumor or lesion in the right prefrontal cortex or any one of a dozen or more areas of the brain and we'd be drawing the same bizarre conclusions as them.
So I say unfriend her and let her go. Maybe she'll get better, maybe she won't, but there's nothing you can do about it and you sure as hell don't have to watch her make that awful journey.
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