Some seriously purple prose here but dayum it's like watching a gymnast:
It's gonna amuse me to no end if QAnon turns out to be SomethingAwful stretching to the limits of their ambition. My own conspiracy, of course, is that it's the Russians messing about creating certainty where they need it and doubt where they don't; no one has adequately explained to me what the fuck Voronezh was about and not only did my newspaper run pictures of aliens on the front goddamn page but Maury Povich flew the A Current Affair crew out to look at a bunch of burnt haystacks.