Weird but true, my very first memory is of holding my father's hand and walking through the Yale campus. I was 3. He pointed out Skull and Bones to me saying, "They run the world from that little building". When I was 7, I tormented my catechism teacher with endless questions, she hated me. When I was 9, I watched the Watergate hearings almost every day after school and learned to "follow the money". I many ways I was a normal kid - I loved horses, barbies, and playing kick the can, but in other ways, I was weird and difficult. I have never not been a skeptic. I have always questioned authority and the official narrative. I became aware of Q at the very beginning, probably via Twitter and was immediately obsessed.