I will never be able to say, “Mr. President, your hair looks like mine,”1 because I’m a product of defective mRNA splicing.2 No, I’m not some test-tube experiment gone wrong, but I’m treated that way. So I have been forced to be an outsider in every conceivable group. On the plus side, this has given me a very objective experience.

For the purposes of this blog, I would like to remain anonymous under the pseudonym Mr. Superscript. I provide evidence for the thoughts that I have, but I don’t want to bog you down with boring details. Please click on these links. I’m not getting paid to sponsor them in any way, but they deserve to be read or watched.

You don’t have to agree with me. I’m just giving you the gift of insight that an alien would give if they landed on earth and lived here among you for 20+ years… because that is how I have lived.