Here is the full transcript of public intellectual Theo E.J. Wilson’s TEDx Talk: A Black Man Undercover in The Alt-Right at TEDxMileHigh conference.
Theo E.J. Wilson – Public intellectual
I took a cell phone and accidentally made myself famous. I was just talking about the things I cared about, but with a click of a button and an incendiary viral video, I propelled myself into overnight stardom.
When I say overnight, I mean I literally woke up the next morning with so many notifications on my phone, I thought I slept through a national tragedy. It was the craziest thing, but when it came to my influence, to my exposure, I literally took a quantum leap.
So, I made more videos. And the subject matter of my videos was often the most divisive subject in American life. But it is the way that I articulated race that made me somewhat of a digital lightening rod.
Being a survivor myself of police brutality, having lost a childhood friend, Alonzo Ashley, at the hands of the police, I had a little something to say about the topic. You see, this was at the height of Black Lives Matter furor, and people seemed to be turning to me to articulate their view points.
Honestly, it was sort of overwhelming because nothing trips you out like being a political star on the Internet. There is no class to teach you how to deal with people treating you like a messianic figure, a prophet, a new school charismatic leader for the digital age. Folks treating you like T’Challa, the Black Panther from the Marvel Universe, is flattering at first.
But down the road, it gets a little troublesome. You see, the Internet has its interesting quality: in one way, totally brought the world together.
I remember being a kid, and all this Utopian propaganda was being dumped on us about how the World Wide Web was going to span the reaches of people across the globe. But, as it turns out, people are people, and this magical superhighway also took the demons of our nature and gave them Ferraris.
You see, technology is a lot like money: it brings out what was already inside you and amplifies it. So, I soon became familiar with the phenomenon of an Internet troll. These guys seem to live beneath the bridges of said superhighway.
They also missed the memo about the enlightenment of the Internet age. I remember being called highly colorful racial slurs by those who use the anonymity of the Internet as a Klan hood. Some people were pretty creative, actually, but others were pretty wounding, especially navigating the post-traumatic world of a police brutality survivor at the height of Black Lives Matter, with all of these people being killed on my timeline. To these trolls, I was not a human; I was an idea, an object, a caricature.
I admit, this race stuff can be kind of divisive. You see, I am an innately curious person. And as I drew my sword to engage in epic battles in the comments section, I also began to notice that a few of my trolls actually had brains, which made me even more curious and want to understand them even further.
Although the supposed morons engaged in what appeared to be original thought, I said to myself, “These guys are highly misinformed, at least according to my knowledge.” Where are these guys getting their arguments from? Was there some kind of alternative universe with alternative facts? Was history and gravity optional there? I don’t know.
But I needed to know, I wanted to know. It turns out, I had no idea about digital echo chambers, that same target marketing algorithm that feeds you more of the products you like to buy, also feeds you more the news that you like to hear. I had been living in an online universe that reflected my worldview back to me.
My timeline was pretty liberal: I had no Breitbart, or InfoWars, or Fox News. No, I was all MSNBC and the Daily Show, CNN and theGrio, right? But these trolls were hopping the dimensional doorway, and I needed to figure out how.
So, what I decided to do was to trick the Facebook algorithm into feeding me more news that I didn’t necessarily agree with. And it worked fine for a while, but it was not enough, because my online footprint had already established the patterns that I like to hear.
So, with the anonymity of the Internet I went undercover! I set up this ghost profile and went crazy. On a practical level, it was very simple, but on an emotional level, it was kind of daunting, especially with the racist vitriol that I had experienced.
But what I did not realize is that my trolls were inoculating me, thickening my skin, making me immune to view points that I did not necessarily agree with. So, I did not react to the same things as I would have several months prior. So, I pressed on. Noticing that this stuff also worked on YouTube, I became Lucious25, white supremacist lurker. Digitally I began to infiltrate the infamous alt-right movement.