Oh, great. Now I have half a mind to go out this Halloween for the first time since junior high school dressed as a philosophy professor to scare middle aged housewives with rationalist arguments.
And I would carry out my threat of giving details as to how they have devoted their whole existences to a lie. I do that a lot, actually, just not in a costume and generally not by coming up to stranger’s houses for candy.
I’ve never heard that one before, but there is a psychiatric illness in which people believe themselves to be watched at all times and that the world around them was created specifically for them, et cetera. It’s called Truman Syndrome.
All I know about schizophrenia I know from the copious number of psychiatric volumes and memoirs I’ve read. I have an older cousin with paranoid schizophrenia, but I don’t even remember the last time I spoke to him.