It is remarkable that aviation culture will wax hysterical only to be followed by a rapid version of "Nothing here, let's move along."
When a passenger packed 777 lands short of the runway with fuel starved engines (starved, not exhausted), we end up with an urban myth of "mysterious fuel characteristics", and a band aid sheet metal workaround.
Here, it seems, we are on the cusp of similar dismissal of anomalous circumstances.
Whistling in the cemetery? "We are going to crash...It cannot be." "Odd Pitots" and crap pilots? Keep whistling.
"It cannot be..."
Oh, yes it can. Merely unusual Pitot behaviour? Definitely. If one believes in real red herrings, and not virtual.