Filling your chakra holes and the return of the X-Files

I found a woman on the internet who swims with dolphins because they are useful for the projects or telepathy and time travel.

I’m not making this up. You can google her.

You can, of course, also pay to swim with her and the dolphins, lubing up your spirit and coming out with a very prolapsed chakra.

A man, through whom I found this woman, runs an organisation devoted to exposing the governments secret teleportation program. This man, evidently, or not, was part of the first experiments through which this technology was developed, and, if they would only use it, we wouldn’t have to wait in those fucking lines at the airports.

Damn government conspirators.

The X-Files returns as a miniseries in January. Thankfully those folks have always been more compelling than real conspiracy theorists.

Like my Star Wars rant which I will be continuing in the coming days, I have very mixed feelings about the return of the X Files. On the one hand, excitement. On the other hand, the despair of knowing how the machine works, how we are getting what we have liked in the past because we can’t be relied upon to support something new.

I wonder if the X-Files was better suited to a time when the United States government looked like it had things under control.

The proliferation of smartphones and pocket cameras, from the point of view of conspiracy theorists, should have yielded a higher standard of evidence for their claims. It has not.

This is why I will forgive anyone who says the X Files belongs to another era.

Still, Mulder and Scully onscreen again. That’s always good.

This has been the nineteenth publication of Dressing Gown, a daily blog from Ted Janet.