One of the funniest conspiracy theories is the one that states how the world is ruled by a morphing race of alien reptiles, or reptilians as they go by. I think I dig this theory because it sounds like it is out of an old Marvel comic. I also always thought aliens were kind of cool to begin with. As long as they don’t blow us up I have no problem co-existing with them. Especially if they can morph into something I can have sex with.
If I could ask an alien anything it would probably be related to their opinion on something in pop culture, like the Grateful Dead. I’d also like to see how fast they could break down riddles. Maybe they hold the formula to gambling secrets. Who wouldn’t want to learn how to win more money in their lives?
The horned grandma represents what most fear about reptilians; that they’re here to destroy us. Or, even worse, that they are downright scary in appearance like a sci-fi experiment gone wrong and not made in the image of news anchors with weird eyes. I tend to take the high road when thinking about intelligent life in this world. They’re not here to scare us, they’re here to help us progress. And if the world is going to destroy itself, I’m sure the ruling alien race would do nothing more than take a backseat, grab some popcorn, and silently watch us destroy ourselves.