Shortly after 9/11, a Sesame Street illustrator named David Dees is fired from his job of 13 years after telling to his boss that the world is being undermined by a nefarious cabal of shadowy elite. Jobless, but armed with his illustration prowess, David decides to use art to expose these clandestine plans and maleficent actors, going down a dark hole where only news from like-minded conspiracy websites trickles through. In the process he unwittingly becomes the official artist of conspiracy culture. At its best, his art is weirdly amusing, but at their worst, they are ugly, offensive, and often anti-Semitic in nature (the filmmaker is Jewish, and confronts him on this). The deluded ugliness of his art is dissonant with his offline life. He raises bunnies in his yard, sings to elderly people in hospice, and meditates daily on universal love. How how someone with a happy home life, talent, and commercial success fall so deep down the rabbit hole? Is there a path back out?