Despite a lengthy stay in Britain, I still occasionally confuse David Irving with David Icke. And to be sure, I'm not certain which one's crazier. But I do know who's ickier, and it's not Icke.
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You're just saying Icke is crazy because you're in on the conspiracy! You're one of the reptilians!
Jon Ronson, in his book Them: Adventures with Extremists, has a fantastic passage about David Icke when he was visiting Vancouver. Ronson met with both Icke and the activists opposing him, who firmly believed that "reptiles" meant "Jews". Ronson tries in vain to convince them: "I think when he says 'reptiles', he really means reptiles. Like, lizards."
You gotta learn to distinguish a Reptile from a Lounge LIzard.
A few years ago, when my wife was doing an exchange program at NYU, we went to a lecture by Deborah Lipstadt, when she was hyping her book "History on Trial: My Day in Court With David Irving". It was a spur of the moent thing,and I bought a copy of her book right then and there and she actually signed it for me, even though it was obvious I had no idea who she was. After sitting through her lecture, and especially after reading her book, I have profound respect, if not awe, for the amount of serenety and good humor she obviously still possesses.
One of my friends got me David Icke's "Children of the Matrix" as a joke housewarming gift when I moved into my current apartment. Since it's very wacky and pretty easy to pick up and put back down again (just about anywhere you pick up it's all about lizards and Atlantis and blah blah blah) I use it as bathroom reader material. In that role, its gotten mostly good reviews from guests.
In conclusion, David Icke: Harmless bringer of restroom mirth. David Irving: Vile.
I feel like Irving's sane, albeit quite icky. My favorite Icke response was, when confronted with accusations of antisemitism regarding his frequent diatribes that the Rothschilds rule the world combined with his continued referencing to the Protocols of the Elders of Zion, something to the effect of, "But the Rotschilds aren't Jews ... they're Reptiles."
By the way Greg, some girl I was working on a television show with had Children of the Matrix as research, and we understandably had no use for it afterward ... I too now use it as bathroom reading!!!
The fundamental difference:
David Icke belongs next to the shitter.
David Irving belongs in the shitter.
(I don't know if he deserved to go to jail for three years, but that's a different blog)