Konspirasi Global (random)
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Dernière publication lun., avr. 8, 2019
teori konspirasi (dalam bahasa Inggris, conspiracy theory) adalah teori-teori yang berusaha menjelaskan bahwa penyebab tertinggi dari satu atau serangkaian peristiwa pada umumnya peristiwa politik, sosial, atau sejarah adalah suatu rahasia, dan seringkali memperdaya, direncanakan diam-diam oleh sekelompok rahasia orang-orang atau organisasi yang sangat berkuasa atau berpengaruh.
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