Being called a “flat earther” (as was brought up to the Republicans yesterday in the debates in the House) qualifies, I think, as ridicule.
I think “Chicken Little”, and “Emperor has no clothes” are better ridicule than flat earth. There’s no truth in the flat earth charge; it is utter hyperbole, unadorned. There is a ton of truth in the “sky is falling”, and the “emperor’s gorgeous outfit” and the harrumphing, nodding-knowingly “consensus” we see around the climate-change scam.
Only a false god would claim to have the power to control the earth.