It was 6am offshore, sitting in the locker room/tea shack 100km North-East of Aberdeen. Covies on, waiting for a permit, drinking a brew. With custard creams.
We've had a few problems on this job and as my coworker slipped off to the shitter I was sitting contemplating that anything could happen today and I wouldn't even be surprised.
*Enter 'Yellow Submarine Flat Earther' stage right*
He came bounding in and slumped himself across from me and... FARTED. When I say farted, there was no longevity it. It was a massive BANG. Instant. Putrid. I remember thinking that his entire entrails could have escaped him within that nanosecond. I felt it through the floor and up through my bench and the stench hit me fast. As soon as I motioned to protest he shut me down and instantly began a rant...
So much happened that I'll try as best as I can to relive this.
He started with a rant about some guy in England who has decided that kids must have vaccines to go to school, or something like that, because they could not only be a danger to themselves but to other kids. Arguing that as long as the other kids are vaccinated they should have nothing to worry about. He had a moan about vaccines causing Autism and ADHD and such things. I thought ok, he has a point, he's entitled to his opinion, I can live with that. But it's a bit heavy for 6am so...
In walks a Geordie Bolter. He's got the tight trackie bottoms on and one of his little sister's tank tops, coat hanger still in and 2 rolls of carpets under his arms. Walking like he still has half of his steroid stash stuck up his bum. He gets some shit off some other lads for Newcastle getting pumped 5-0 the previous evening and takes a seat.
...So I turn the conversation to football. I joke that I can't say anything about that as my team also lost 5-0 at the weekend. We establish that my team is Aberdeen and he tells me he is from Parkhead, home to Celtic FC, but despises football. I have now established he is from Glasgow and agree that he resembles Billy Connolly to an extent.
I as what he's on the rig for and surprise surprise, he's a scaffolder.
Somehow we are talking about history. He informs me that it's all bollocks.
We talk about the pyramids. It's all bollocks. They made the slabs from concrete there and then. it was obvious.
I ask about Stonehenge. Simple. That was actually 50 years ago, they used scaffolding and cranes. He has been there, it was the most fantastic smell of urine he has ever smelt as it cost £5 to go there (£15 now) and you have to go under a tunnel and everyone stops to take a piss. 'A fantastic stench of pish and bleach. And by ra way one of the Stonehenge structures are actually plastic. They moved them, they are meant to be in a rectangle'.
Next he's telling me that the Vatican added 1,000 years to history. He's been to graveyards and there are no graves for a 1,000 year period. something about grave marking 'J 745'.
So we're on a bit of a roll of nonsense. This guy has wrists full of bangles and a ponytail beard full of beads and shit. I wonder if his hard hat is wrapped in tin foil.
I tell him I was told the other day that we have never put men in space. I was told that, by my own mother, but she's a different story. He tells me we cannot put men in space because it doesn't exist. I ask him WTF and he says we can't get out of the dome. There is only the dome.
Holy fuck... a real, living, genuine flat earther right here and now. He tells us all about how and why the world is so obviously flat. We laugh. He just wont listen to anyone who tries to challenge it. The table is busy now. He accuses each and every one of us of being brain washed. Of being Space Men. Of being completely unhinged from common sense and reality.
He tells us the Holocaust didn't happen.
He denies evolution.
He was like nobody I had ever come across.
How is this man fit work offshore?
He goes off on deck. The lads tell us he is like this 24/7 and he has his own youtube channel. I looked him up just before writing this post and so far watched just one video.
Checks out this absolute rocket.