Help Me With This

 A few years ago, I saw a jet fly overhead and release chemtrails as I was sitting on a patio having dinner with friends. I’d first heard of chemtrails when I received a complaint from an irate citizen while I was working for a government agency. I still don’t know how or why that call was routed to me but it bothered me because of the urgency in the caller’s voice and the canned response that was provided by the press office. Since that time I’ve not only taken time to actually look up in the sky and take notice of these trails of  chemical and heavy metal laden smoke emissions that linger, expand and become clouds. I’ve read books and articles, watched videos, and spoken to people with knowledge of these now not so secret projects. This post is not about chemtrails though. It’s about the fact that my friends refused to look up in the sky and take notice. It’s one thing to refuse to engage in crazy talk, if that’s what they thought my conversation was. I get that. What I don’t get is the refusal to simply look up and see for themselves.