There's a certain category of books that is kind of like a carnival barker for a freak show. Sometimes once you are inside the tent, it's never as impressive as those garish paintings on the outside tent wall or trailer.
In this fine 1989 book by J R Church, a sincere guy, we learn that evil guys like the Illuminati are going to link hands with the Antichrist who is going to rule the world through computers and microchips implanted in people. There's a lot of goings-on about Daniel's prophecies and how they relate to today's world. In my opinion it is sincere hogwash, a sincere attempt to scare people into meeting God, a paper fire-and-brimstone sermon.
Here's another book that is probably heartfelt in every way, at least until it gets around to suggesting that low-level (and low-pay) NASA grunts colluded to deceive the world. Evidence is trotted out, such as -- where are the missing stars in the Man-in-the-Moon photos? ANSWER -- they are too faint to register on the film. -- And things like that.
There is whole cottage industry of books that talk about old buildings as if each worn rock or crumbling statue is a secret to an earthshattering mystery that can only be elucidated if you pay $19.95 for their book. What do the ruins of Rennes le Chateau mean? How are they related to secret explorations of the New World before Columbus?
Well, I don't know, but the authors should get a commission from the local tourist board. To me it's thin gruel, but to New-Age-crystal-consciousness types it is doubtless bread-and-butter.
Getting jaded in my old age, aren't I?
I don't remember who said it, but it is true and perhaps applicable here (paraphrased): "Any moron can ask a question that a wise man cannot answer."
Think about it -- Why aren't dogs curled? Why is popcorn happy? When do smiles green?
See you later.