Tales From The Time Loop, by David Icke
When I first received this book from my boss, I looked forward to really tearing into this book. From my social media feeds, I am aware of what Icke’s disciples believe about the world, and a lot of it is abhorrent. To be sure, I found a lot to tear into in this book, but the more I read the more dissatisfying I found merely tearing into this book. The more I read the book, the more its extremely unpleasant but coherent immediate context and argument, as illogical as it was, was a mask over a deeper and pervasive internal incoherence. This is far from the most incoherent book I have ever reviewed , but its coherence exists on a frightening level, so much more so that the more I read the book, the more I realized the depths of the darkness of the present mania for conspiracies, and where it was likely to go.
In terms of its contents, the book is organized as follows. It begins with several chapters dealing with a supposed five-sense conspiracy that tries to limit the understanding of people to the material world, then discusses extraterrestrials, before turning to the matter of the world being an illusion, and then suggesting how people can transform the supposed illusion. To go into the conspiracies at any more length is to be drawn into the quagmire for a particularly unprofitable and worthless goal. After all, even naming the many and flagrantly offensive conspiracies and any of their details, even to refute them, would merely be to help such preposterous claims gain legitimacy. Furthermore, it struck me as I read this book more and more that part of the secret to the appeal of this book and others like it comes in fact from its very incoherence, and in the way it throws so many accusations out so rapidly, and engages in such poor rhetoric, that readers are encouraged to hold to either one or both of contradictory but hostile positions. Here, a few general examples should suffice, without getting into the sordid details. On the one hand, the book discusses the obsession of various supposed bloodlines with genetic purity, while then also claiming that these same bloodlines are promiscuously interested in having lots of illegitimate children to spread their influence, while still trying to horde it to a small elite group. Which is it? Likewise, the book recycles bad ethnic theories from self-hating Jews like Arthur Koestler  that make an ethnic slur on Ashkenazi Jews (all while strenuously and vainly arguing not to be anti-Semitic), and blasphemously positing Sumerian and Egyptian origin for Sephardic Jews, who they had first claimed were actually Semitic, then saying Arabs are the true Semites, while simultaneously declaring that Jews are not an ethnic origin at all and casting special hatred on the Levites , which is a personal attack on some people.
The incoherence of this book is deep on every level. For one, the author condemns occult practices while simultaneously praising shamans who engage in drug-induced susceptibility to the spirit world. Despite all the language this book deals with, it is really arguing for the anarchist position of the Satanic false dilemma, opposing the authoritarian side of Satan and his minions while arguing for the existence of “white” magic and all kinds of alternative and New Age thoughts like reflexology, chakras, and telepathy. The book argues against materialist science and the demand to replicate research to demonstrate validity, but happily quotes any scientist with an interest in immaterial aspects of the universe. The book also talks about infinite love, but apparently that infinite love does not extend to political and cultural leaders, ordinary people who are apparently not smart enough to understand and agree with Icke, Christians, or Jews. Apparently Muslim terrorists are okay, though, as are drug-using shamans and the blond-haired and redheaded survivors of horrific child abuse who manage to escape. At least Icke shows compassion for some people, even if he is casually contemptuous of far too many people, tossing off horrific accusations without any qualms.
It is hard to see exactly what audience would find this sort of book appealing, or find a review like mine remotely helpful. There are many who would ridicule Icke out of hand, but rather than being a bad author, the author over and over again shows himself to have allowed himself susceptibility to demonic influence in a way that other books discuss in grim detail . In a world where people are prone to believing any kind of wickedness about leaders or large groups of people like Christians and Jews, something immensely dangerous is afoot, like Hitler’s Germany or the French Revolution. Where such wildly inaccurate and self-contradictory beliefs as those espoused in this book gain any kind of public and open acceptance, we have reached the point where logical and rational conversation is deeply imperiled if not already too late. Where is one to go when one can no longer seek to rationally convince and persuade others based on evidence and the presumption of innocence? Nowhere I want to be.
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