It may be hard for some of us to go back to 2009 by now, which I’m sure is a jarring thought to many. Do you recall the days before Ancient Aliens debuted? Do you realize what that show and its stars and its cliché-saddled but determined narrator have done for our culture and the paranormal world in general? Here’s a clue: Back in 2009, you had plenty of UFO and paranormal investigation shows to cite, but they weren’t familiar to the people you were trying to enlighten. So you had…nothing. Now you have Ancient Aliens, its very name a touchstone for debate. You—we—have a rock. Ancient Aliens is the New Bible, and though we believers are hardly mindless zombies, we do have a great deal of common ground. And now, courtesy of about ten seasons in eight years, we have a virtual library of detailed information and a host of name experts. We are armed. We can take on the scared ostriches and point them to a single information source they’ve heard of, and if they pick on it for its form, or the personas of its hosts, you can call them on one big thing right away: dodging the ISSUE. The issue is not whether David Childress tortures his vowels for effect or how high Giorgio Tsoukalos’ hair currently stands. And if someone wants to focus on that, or the dry and repetitive narration, they’re engaging in deliberate shifting of focus. Why? Because they know that Mr. Soooooome Kiiiiiiiind and Big Hair Giorgio are in the RIGHT and there’s not a thing they, the closeted fearful and overtly cynical, can put up against the Truth. So when someone rips on Giorgio’s hair, you’ve got ’em. Their cowardice and insecurity are showing.
