I'm not sure whether this should actually be in Relationships or here... sorry if this is wrong.
There's a man called Tom Campbell who has what he says is a Theory of Everything, which in the words of Wikipedia "claims to unify general relativity, quantum mechanics, and metaphysics along with the origins of consciousness. The work is based on the simulation argument, which posits that reality is both virtual and subjective." He's described as a physicist by fans- he has an undergrad degree in physics, no postgraduate qualifications, no peer reviewed studies. I've read detailed arguments between supporters and people with an actual knowledge of physics and it seems clear his beliefs don't even qualify as a theory. It's pseudoscience at best. (Actually having watched some of the man's videos I think he's quite unwell.)
Dh recently made some really positive life changes, one of which was taking up meditation. It has really helped him. He's been so much calmer and more positive, kinder and more thoughtful. Which was brilliant, until a few weeks ago in googling to learn more about meditation he stumbled across this TOE stuff and has for some reason been sucked in to it.
Meditation is great. I'm aware there are actual theories about a simulated universe. But the stuff he is reading and regurgitating and trying to get me to believe and honestly thinks is doing some sort of magic in his life is just utter bullshit. The forum where most of these people chat is insane. And cult like. And dissent is not welcome.
I have had to tell DH that I do not wish to talk or hear about the man, his ideas, the forum discussions and the effect DH think it is all having on him, ever again. He knows I believe it is rubbish. He still wants to tell me about it. He wants us to buy him the books for Xmas. When he gets started on it he's so smug and condescending and he thinks he is being nice and patient and gently helping me to see the error of my beliefs.... argh!
I am really quite bothered by all this and I am not sure what to do other than refuse to discuss or hear or read about it and hope DH at some point realises it's all tosh. But maybe I should be aggressively challenging it?