“It’s a ridiculous theory! You have no qualifications, no scientific background, and frankly, no sanity!” they cried. “Jessica, your only evidence is the ill-conceived love-child of mental gymnastics and literal fiction. You can’t do this!”
And yet, I did it. I stepped on stage and gazed at the crowd, squinting at the spotlights whose intensity threatened to blind me. I just barely made out indistinct faces in the front rows — world leaders, acclaimed scientists, prominent journalists, and countless others, all impassive and unfeeling as their…