Let’s assume that Alex Jones could conceivably suffer a heart attack and die.
What would the headlines say? In what outlets? On which page in which newspapers? I can think of a few.
“Conspiracy Theorist Suffers Heart Attack.”
“Noted Conspiracy Theorist Suffers Heart Attack.”
“Far Right Conspiracy Theorist Suffers Heart Attack.”
“Alex Jones Was ‘Breitbarted,’ Says Conspiracy Theorist.”
“City Coroner Retires Unexpectedly, Cites Family Reasons.”
How crucial is Jones? These questions occur to me.
Six months after his death, how many clicks would his site get?
Could anyone replace him in terms of audience size?
Would there be another comparable clearing house site?
Would his targets experience less exposure?
Would certain men breathe easier?
Would the conservative fringe be decapitated?
Would anything change, one way or another?
And the key question: “Where would I get tipped off for my daily stories?”
I have been in the conservative movement since 1956. I have watched men come and go. Jones is the best of the conspiracy theorists, ever. He has the largest audience. He sniffs out the widest range of stories. He connects dots better than most, given the number of dots he tries to connect. He does not get off message. He has avoided scandals. And he is by far the best bull horn guy in the business.
He has retained his sanity. This is not a minor issue. There have been some real nut cases in this movement. Sherman Skolnick was one. So was Peter Beter. You could not trust anything they wrote. When you delve too deeply into the world of inner rings, you can begin to believe that they really are in charge. But life is too complex for any group of conspirators to be in charge. (See Psalm 2.)
Jones trusts the good sense of the common man. This is his version of the Austrian economists’ theory of the wisdom of the free market. Austrians say that lots of little people making daily decisions are smarter corporately than any central planning board. Jones believes this regarding politics.
He is going to die. If I were Jones, I would set aside time to think about what my legacy would be a year after my death. Five years. Ten years.
I would pay attention to the crucial issue of succession.
Dan Smoot didn’t. I knew him in his retirement years. He was a very smart man. He had a TV presence that few men ever had. He would have been a master of YouTube. But he left no trace.
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