A little story
A diety built a universe. You know, because he could. He had a idea that he thought would bring about the most common good. “Believing will become seeing”, he said, and just assumed that all the entities in that universe would figure this out fairly quickly. He posted the universe on the universal web, inviting visitors, and soon the visitor count climbed – but most of the visitors were very quickly driven out of their mind.
Seeing is believing – and if you’re afraid of something, then you believe in it, then you see it. Or you spend all your time running away from it. In any case, the decision tree involved certainly resembles a prison cell pretty quickly.
Worse yet, Anonymous got involved. Wouldn’t it be funny, they thought, if we projected some text into the immediate past – text with impossible contradictions, text with built in predilections, text which claims to be from the creator of the universe. And lo, this text jammed the ability of people to believe in themselves. This text implied that the creator had already judged everyone participating and found them inherently flawed, so much so that someone had to die for their flaws. Another bit of it implied that war is the only answer.
Just one of the many explanations that wander through my head for the insane situation I find myself in.