Bill Nye, The Bow Tie Guy

Okay, "Bill Nye, The Bow Tie Guy" is kind of an ad hom, but ya know what? Sometimes, some days, it's okay to be immature and make fun of his stupid bow tie. Which positively screams sexual repression. But anyway.

I'll ask, once again, why it is that whenever there is a panel about UFOs or the paranormal, Bigfoot, the Loch Ness Monster, and other mysteries, there always has to be at least one skeptic. Why oh why? Do NOT tell me it's because of "balance" because you damn well know, just as well as the rest of us, that's not true. Part of it is because of ratings; not thinking it's enough to have an interesting, and fairly truthful discussion on the UFO or whatever the Fortean event of the day is, they want a brawl. A fight. They want things to get ugly. They know UFO witnesses everywhere will tune in, but so will the smug skeptics. So double the ratings. Points for them, and nothing, not a damn thing, in way of UFO accuracy, gets said.

The producers of these programs care little, if at all, for anything close to a responsible discussion. They want ratings, buzz, money. Having on gnarly snarly skeptoids like McGaha, Shermer, and Bill Nye, guarantees that the program, the station, the host, and the products they shill, will all get continued exposure for a few weeks afterwards within both worlds: skepti-ville and UFO Land.

It's no point really, because the smug psychos that call themselves "skeptics" are already patting each other on the back over at places like the JREF. (James Randi forum.) They think Bill did a fantastic job, and the "idiots" (meaning rest of the panel) came across as, well, idiots.

I know, I know, I'm preaching to the choir. Can't help it. But it's one thing to be skeptical about ET in space, or that it was ETs that landed in Roswell. Hell, I'm skeptical of that myself. Which is an important point, but tell that to a rabid skeptoid. Ya can't.

No, it's not that Billy Nye and other members of his cult (CSI) don't accept that ET is here, or was here, or even could be here. It's his smug, rude 'tude. He didn't address anything asked of him, he went off on tangents, he used ridiculous and insulting examples to make what he thought was some kind of point, and he expected -- snapped at Larry King in fact -- for others to keep quiet while he went on, but didn't behave in kind. You could literally see him swallowing back the words squirming to get out of his mouth: "You're all fucking liars! AND lunatics! SHUT UP!"

Let's take a look, just for fun and because I'm off for the summer, at what went down. Frankie Rowe, who's been telling her story for years, was on again. Others were too, about tales of aliens their fathers told them. Now why would these older, mainstream women tell such whoppers? Only a few reasons: one, they're insane. Pathological liars, mentally ill, crazy. Two, they're telling the truth.

Bill Nye, like all skeptoids, can't quite come out and say "You're nuts, you crazy bat, shut UP!" so instead, skeptoids like him say things like, when asked by King if he thinks they're lying, that "they're inaccurate." Excuse me? WTF?! "Inaccurate?" Come, grow a pair and just say you think they're lying already. Let's be logical here, Bill. They're talking about something their fathers told them!

What would be more "accurate" and far more honest, is to say you believe their story, but that's not proof. To say that, their fathers were telling the truth as they knew it, but maybe there was much more going on and that's what their fathers thought happened. Possibly.

But here's something else. Instead of working so damn hard at "proving" (ha!) ET, UFOs, aliens, etc. don't exist in a literal sense, sit back, listen, look at the data, and, if you can't bring yourself to say you "believe" at least say, you don't know what happened at Roswell. And if you don't know, what are you doing on a panel about Roswell or any other UFO event?

Aha. Now we're getting somewhere. Because it's not about what happened, it's about doing whatever frantic dance it takes doing to distract, to spread disinfo, to sprinkle about thousands of little chaos glitters into the mix, so that honest discussions never take place.