what follows is an interesting exploration of the mind of 'normies' or, as some refer to them, the great unwashed, and why its hard to show them the realities of 9-11;

Back in the days when I was still considered safe enough to have my own ‘Me’ column in the Spectator, my brother Dick bumped into one of my more red-pilled fans at a party and got a bit of feedback. “Tell your brother he’s right on quite a lot of things, but he still has some way to go before he gets to the bottom of everything!”

“Like what?” I asked Dick indignantly, for even then I considered myself an-honest-to-God, without-fear-or-favour seeker-after-truth.

“He says you’re wrong on 9/11 for a start,” reported Dick.

“OK. Well where am I supposed to look?”

“Apparently it’s all down to Building 7. You need to look into Building 7.”

“OK,” I said. “I’ll look into Building 7.”

But of course I never did. Well not properly. Certainly not enough to experience the Road to Damascus moment that so many in the red-pilled community imagine is going to happen when you utter those two talismanic words ‘Building’ and ‘Seven.’

Some of them were at it again after a recent episode of London Calling, the weekly podcast in which I try unsuccessfully to persuade my good friend Toby Young that it really is a conspiracy not a cock up. “You should have mentioned Building 7,” one of them said. “He presented you with an open goal but you didn’t mention Building 7,” said another.

No I didn’t mention Building 7. Deliberately so. For Building 7 is not the magic bullet so many of its proponents imagine it to be.........more.....