October 15, 2013

Saucers Over Albuquerque

a farce in three acts


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Assumed Redemption
(being the preface to act 1)

by James Carlson

Some men dream of Valhalla in the heart, a mounted beast they can hope to control only with the most bestial of acts and the celebrations of their remembrance.  Others create their own personal mythologies, preparing symbols for their diet and their daily routines, hoping to learn how to survive the worst of the world along the way.  Men of conscience, on the other hand, may find themselves walking briskly along a thin road to either conflict, dust rising into the future and hiding the path forward while masking the past.  Memories assume direction without reference.  As a result, only a desperate few will ever be worthy of the dreams their lives will eventually preface for the rest of the world.  They create a vicious disregard in their hearts and write out their own lives amidst the pages of a world unimagined.

These are the elements and conditions that map the origin of the stories and legends we try most urgently to remember in the darkness when a quiet, calm world sleeps and predators howl.  Even on strident courses set aside for us by anxiety and sorrow, the huge majority of men are only rarely significant outside of their own surroundings, while the twisted aggregates of their intent and its corruptions are even less so.  This is why we repeat the stories that we learn and the tales told of earnest men and great and worthy dreams.  We measure out in painful breaths the uncertain value of those enigmatic thoughts borne by such men and the pitiable personae we have sketched out and adopted to describe them as if they were ours alone and not merely the tasteless leavings of other men’s lives.  It is an expression of our arrogance to believe them original and to call them our own.  They are not.  They are merely a handful of scattered enigmas vying for our short-lived yet nonetheless starving attentions.

It is precisely because we are unoriginal and suggestible that we all too often owe our dreams and our dilemmas to the feckless men who follow behind those rare few worthy of our symptomatic regard.  This is, in fact, our worst quality, the most ungracious description of the human character.  We try so hard to live the dreams of other men that we forget how to create dreams of our own.  This cultural amnesia ultimately forces us to rely on unnatural and ultimately meaningless tales for the sustenance of heart our temporal lives demand, allowing them entrance into minds and emotions that represent the undefined legacy of our species.  Once there, they flop and scuttle before us like breathless fish at the bottom of a boat next to a couple of cracked sinkers and ugly, wretched bits of worm and cricket, and the milky scales of day-old snappers.  It is our suggestibility that makes them real, not some natural and inborn quality possessed by the measurable habitations of life.

The stories we absorb are just poor reflections of what were once the steps of an unknown dance that left only footprints behind, soon scattered in the wind, and yet, they nonetheless help us to navigate our culture and the development of our values if we can only hold firm and refuse to define them as some kind of modeled template of our lives.  Complacency is necessary, not sacrifice and belief, for only complacency allows us to focus our attentions on what we can do, not on what we can imagine.  One example of the need for such complacency is represented by the Disclosure issues currently being sold to dreamers and madmen by shameless reprobates throughout every nation in the world where the word “UFO” has come to mean something other than an undefined anomaly in the sky.  Disclosure is defined and reconditioned to meet the expectations of men and women who cannot possibly reach a consensus based on real knowledge of real events, and yet it is being used to shape political desires and potential national policy.  It is an arrogance that yields only to the imagination.

                                                                                                                               

Most of the world is aware that the Full Disclosure beggared by the irresponsible optimism of wishful thinkers to the ultimate fate of the universe has already revealed its most curious and penetrating secrets.  Nonetheless, we forever debate the social implications of aggressive incontinence, and fool ourselves into believing there might be something alien yet rational hidden away in decades-old government briefing memorandums just waiting at the bottom of some steel-layered safe at the Pentagon for that one properly worded query amidst a stack of the new FOIA requests for the week.  That’s why so many continue to send those relatively pointless requests out once a month like some religious responsibility, week after week, over and over again.  Each time a FOIA request finds its way to the post office, it’s wrapped up in expectations that the response will be different this time.  Maybe that single word in paragraph six that was changed at the last minute will find favor with another faceless Admin rep.  It’s certainly possible that there’s a new classified materials officer at Edwards AFB, and this guy just might interpret our intentions with a friendlier attitude than the last three appointees.  Maybe whoever he is will finally send us the records that we’re so obviously referring to instead of those damned garbage histories that keep talking about Venus waxing with the waning moon.  Maybe this time …

 

These are the easy lessons – things we’ve learned from experience and unchanging response.  We already know the color and the flavor of its debris, and we immediately recognize its true value.  You see, the flying saucer hunters are no longer primed with cameras and videos as they used to be, and this tells us something important about intent.  Maybe this new aspect of gathering wool has come about because they’ve finally caught up with Hollywood FX, and are still unable to prove the point or improve the outcome.  They used to tell us that in the future everyone will have a camera, and the proof of UFOs from outer space will become more apparent as a result.  Today, both corporations and governments assure us that the 24-7 video record of our environment is a necessary, albeit violent, investment of privacy calculated to improve the quality of our instantaneous and oppressive security, and yet nothing is clearer than the primary tenet of our new Church of the Saucer:  outside of criminal enterprise, there is nothing very interesting for us to examine.

We’ve finally cornered the future within the weeks and months of our lives and we have discovered that nothing has changed.  In typical response to this world weary principle, the predators now conduct their hunts in the pages of old newspapers and magazines and amongst the faded words of FOIA documents that are older than the USAF.  This too has repercussions, of course, easily discovered within the pages of a new dogma, and just as easily defined:  in the future there won’t be any more secrets.  According to what passes as the new wisdom, this ultimate truth will finally and for all time be readily apparent, as if all we had to do was convince some guy with the appropriate security access who happens to be more than a little annoyed with the IRS to speak up a bit louder into the hidden microphone and change world history with a whisper.  Pay no attention to the man in the closet, and never forget:  this revolution’s gonna be televised.

Every kid in the third grade demands his own You-tube account, while the old farts who know exactly how much the best kept secrets are really worth tell themselves in that shady bit of twilight that spins the world around just before new sleep dims old intent that they’d spill whatever the rest of the world thinks qualifies as the beans in a heartbeat for a small fistful of goddamn antacid that really works. 

Somewhere in Ohio, an eight-year-old kid playing with his sister’s spandex leggings is watching Alien Autopsy on his Dad’s DVD player and 60-inch flat screen and thinking to himself, this is so corny – I bet I could do it better on my laptop.  And he’s not lying, either.

Across the street, the battle-hardened trio who tried to get a neighborhood UFO Watch club started, but couldn’t generate enough interest to schedule regular meetings has decided to rest what’s left of their hopes on the supposition that their dreams were somewhere recorded and co-opted and will someday be brought out into the light.  For them, the truth can only be approached after it’s been talked about between midnight and four on nationwide talk radio or exhibited across the screen on what used to be the History Channel.  Meanwhile, educated men greet such presumptions with rigid contempt and a little sour laughter.

Unfortunately, the world has been forced to listen to this silly little tune for far too long, and none of it has ever really changed, forcing us to examine its evolution in the splendor of its stillness and its uncompromising refusal to grow into something worth the energy necessary to redirect our national gaze.  Take a deep breath.  Hold it.  Exhale.  Now, in this single moment, this aggressive second of future reckoning, reconcile yourself to everything that’s unremarkable in life and recognize therein the true face of UFOlogy:  it is worthy of attention only when it’s marketable with a profit margin exceeding the investment of reasonable and well-focused contempt.  There.  That’s your first lesson on how a toss-off theory of economics can dictate the value of anything – even your own worthless hallucinations.  If you’re starting to think that maybe your emotional investment in this odd little world of UFOs and flying saucers and alien abductions just off the highway of poisoned impressions and slaughtered cattle bleeding out into the hot, red brick clay of a cracked valley where the rivers dried up long ago might have been too time consuming in your youth to enable any real objectivity today capable of keeping your blood pressure consistent and low, then you should probably go grab yourself a nice, cold beer and some of those generic cheese puffs in the 50-pound bags, ‘cause you’ve got some serious catching up to do…

 

60-years of man’s complete and utter failure to wrestle the flying saucer out of its natural reverie of folk tales and myths into groundbreaking reality has forced the world to abide with a somewhat weaker intent to discover the rare and unknown than in centuries past.  In a way, this is fitting, since UFOlogy, in its most general and aggressive terms, has been relegated to the dreariness of a poor history lesson.  The most fanatical or heretical of its judgments are raised to interpret events that can no longer produce witnesses, because so very few have survived the intervening years.  That’s one reason it’s become so popular amongst the starry-eyed glitterati to embellish new UFO claims on old USAF history in order to create a reality that few critics are willing to apply their disgust to so evenly.  For 60-years they’ve been buying twenty different tales of Roswell being sold by con-artists with the gross mentality of incompetent thieves, and they respond by cursing the CIA, the USAF, and the rest of the Department of Defense for refusing to tell them what really happened.  Meanwhile, the CIA, the USAF, and the rest of the Department of Defense fail to respond with anything approaching the expected reconciliation of rumor, having dismissed those making such demands decades ago.  These are lessons children could understand, and yet the UFO proponents are still confused, blaming governments for their own stupidity made plain in their refusal to adopt one of the most popular and easily understood philosophies of human existence yet devised:  examine carefully before buying!

Claims invented in the library need no accompanied resplendence to amaze and bewilder – they just need another badly faked signature so you think it might represent actual history.  As a result, UFOlogy has been enclosed within the same theoretical structure as Jack the Ripper, leaving its adherents no closer to an answer than those who insistently ask the world aether for the Ripper’s true identity, while expecting, of course, no serious or cogent response.  It’s now very clear that the greatest and most violent discussions produced under the aegis of world-wide UFOlogy concern events and the interpretation of events that occurred decades in the past.  UFOlogy now encompasses ancient history, precisely because it cannot find relevance in current events.  When there is nothing new under the sun, what, exactly, is there left to discover?  Similar to the nearly extinct Martians in Roger Zelazny’s A Rose for Ecclesiastes, it appears that we can always learn a little something from ancient man’s contemplation of futility.  And not unlike the Old Testament’s Book of Ecclesiastes, the Second Law of Thermodynamics makes all things equal through time, while heat death cleanses the universe of responsibility.

Hell, even the unconscious yearnings of the UFOlogical mind make its definition as a history lesson obvious to those caught up in the examination.  Full Disclosure, the single most sought after goal of UFOlogy’s most fanatical adherents, is encompassed within the passive desire for its justification, the importance of its existence to those desiring enlightenment.  Full Disclosure will justify the daily yearnings and the wasted nights of true believers most noted for replacing knowledge with faith.  Government secrets will finally vindicate their pre-teen assessments of this tiny bit of galaxy we call home, and shrink the Universe to a manageable size and dimension.  The intolerable laughter of human peers will finally fade out like the end of a laugh track queued to the closing credits of our own cartoon episode of The Ghostbusters Meet Scooby Doo on parade.  In the words of Mike Good, a columnist for UFO Magazine, Disclosure “is our last hurrah, right before we UFO aficionados say, ‘I told you so’ to all of those friends and family who poked fun at us and called us weirdoes and finally become, in Nick Redfern’s words – sorry Nick, I’m paraphrasing here – completely redundant and irrelevant.”  Disclosure, in other words, is the justification of belief that has failed to provoke any meaningful response outside of ridicule.

Mike Good

The connotation here is oriented in terms usually reserved for religious enlightenment, which is important to understand, given that Disclosure possesses a fundamentally secular definition.  Disclosure is simply the admission by the United States government that the truth behind UFOs and flying saucers is a story of extraterrestrial influence worldwide that has been known and classified by the Department of Defense for the past 60-years.  In other words, Disclosure is the reinterpretation of history.  This whole argument of religious tone and human development is based on the insistence of a few that their interpretation of history is correct, and the history known to the rest of the world is wrong.  60-years of UFOlogical failure is reinterpreted as UFOlogical success when the U.S. government finally admits that all of the paranoid secrets emblazoned, tattooed, and then branded by UFOlogists onto the psyche of America is not the effect of the commonplace and unexceptional collection of variables that the great majority of evidence indicates it is, but is instead the extraordinary causal effects of alien creatures, alien cultures, and alien technology.

Disclosure states nothing definitive about human existence today.  It’s merely the reinterpretation of human history undertaken to prove that UFOlogists were not wrong about Roswell, Minot AFB, American nukes and UFOs, aliens at the Pentagon, and a hundred other non-events that were bought and sold years ago.  It is simply the United States government’s validation of UFO claims that it has always rejected.  Disclosure is the release of classified materials proving that UFOlogists were right and the rest of the world was wrong.  Unfortunately, because the rest of the world was not wrong, and because UFOlogy is all too often the refuge of liars, hoaxers, the mentally ill, the mentally deficient, the uneducated, and the easily convinced, and because the U.S. government doesn’t really care about UFOs or those who believe in them, such a Disclosure will never occur.  And if something akin to Disclosure does occur, the results of that singular examination of classified knowledge will never be accepted as complete or honest by those who expect the past 60-years of UFOlogical failure to be exonerated, and thereby redefined as UFOlogical success.  As Mike Good says, “Disclosure:  It is the Holy Grail.  It is the culmination of all those years of cogitating about UFOs.”  When that “Holy Grail” is nothing more than the realization that authoritative historians – or the revelation of new FOIA documents – do not meet the expectations of those lobbying for that new lease on their desires and beliefs, those who are so eagerly awaiting their view of that “Holy Grail” will need to look at themselves a little deeper – not their government.  After all, there is nothing more certain than the fact that these UFOlogists are no longer looking for UFOs – they’re just looking for people to tell them they were right about their interpretation of events that transpired 60-years ago, or 50-years ago, or 40-years ago, or yesterday.  They demand that their shattered beliefs be repaired by the rewriting of history, which is essentially all that Disclosure really is.  At its heart, it’s just another word to justify the whining that all too often accompanies failure.   

Disclosure – the Holy Grail of UFOlogy – will supposedly solve all of the problems that UFOlogy’s many frequent failures have made so plain to the rest of the world.  When the USAF discloses all it knows about UFOs, the flying saucers at Roswell will finally become historically significant instead of the collection of folk tales and comedy routines that it represents today.  Disclosure will finally turn Robert Hastings’ silly musings, distorted reports, impulsive and obsessive lies, and nonsensical syllogisms about technologies he is completely ignorant of into the attendant usurpation of military strategies designed to bring about a new age typified by a fact-based approach to nuclear power and weaponry.  It will rewrite Robert Salas’ complete and utter lies, redefining them as lessons taught to us by the more advanced and infinitely more understanding aliens with a mission to protect us from ourselves.  With the onset of Full Disclosure, the tale of man’s search for meaning within the wallets of his neighbors – an object lesson warning us of the pain that can follow mental illness and its toleration for unprovoked supposition – will turn into the unified redemption of Stanton Friedman’s numerous, evolving claims regarding our government’s response to the birth of alien intervention in man’s affairs.  That’s all Disclosure really is: assumed redemption.  Remember, please, and attend to that single definition.  Disclosure is primarily the redemption of those who are wrong, as collected within their irresponsible rewriting of human history.  It’s what happens when mankind uses witchcraft to turn its failed search for God into our successful encounter with the body politic.  For the most part, it is always used in reference to a future event, and as such, it can never actually occur (which is a blessing without disguise for those like Richard Dolan, Bryce Zabel, Robert M. Collins, Robert Hastings, H. R. Phillips, Robert Salas, Stephen Greer and many, many others who are currently selling it worldwide).  Disclosure is simply a means of making money by selling ideals and the byproducts of wishful thinking amidst the assurance that wrong is right. 

Di$clo$ure is a profit-motivated system designed to treat the psychic wounds of those who refuse to accept the promise that their futures will be ordinary.  It is intended to address the fractured impressions of UFOlogy left behind at the culmination of the USAF’s investigative apparatus, Project Blue Book, the decision to shut down that money pit having been reached upon the Department of Defense’s conclusion that there was nothing important, substantiated, or reasonable to investigate and no cause for the Pentagon to pretend otherwise.  You might keep that in mind the next time you see that your dreams of flying saucers, unprovoked aggression, and alien manipulations have also been dreamed by others, and that these others have added a price tag to the tail end of them in order to flag down your lapsing attention.  And the next time you read one of those revelation-promising tomes wherein the world is buggered once again by hoary-eyed mystics riding unpronounceable, viciously lucid machines far too close to your damp and hidden face for you to decide whether they truly exist in a time that dances to the music of matter or are merely a preface to those dreams you have yet to spill, you might remember for one quiet, brief moment the true character surrounding UFOlogy’s aggressive intent:  only the first hit is free.

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Soon to debut at this fine venue:  SAUCERS OVER ALBUQUERQUE:  A FARCE IN THREE ACTS ; Paranoid and Delusional (being act 1)







January 7, 2012

Sleepless in Roswell [Part 2]


This the concluding part of Colin Bennett’s Sleepless in Roswell, part one of which was published yesterday.


 

5. Weaponisation of the Narrative

Alien under ConstructionIn this sense meant by Errol Morris, can we deconstruct “fact”? Is the universe meant to work properly, or does the fabled “noise in the machine” function (like the UFO) as an anomalistic destabiliser? Does the slightest anomaly blossom out like the proverbial butterfly’s wing and throw any and every partially-stabilised system into chaos?

Certainly belief structures, from Jesus to UFOs, from Nazism to Capitalism, can be designed, managed and cultivated as crops in a cosmological nutrient. The symbiotic relationship of we might call a “soft” Lady GaGa mass-media system to the “hard” spines of rational belief structures appears to  concern the somewhat political management of different degrees of counter-ritualization concerning metaphor structure. Story-lines dispute fact and fact does not like story lines in the sense that they tend to destabilize the inner dimensions of fact which propagandistically (and all culture is propaganda) would like to be seen as absolutes.

This leads to the somewhat postmodern thought that live consciousness is a manipulation of theatres managing a scaling of allowances rather than objectivities. Thus in our New Model Ufology here we may say that the “extraterrestrial alien” (for example) is permanently “under construction” rather than being either strictly factual or strictly fictional.

Thus the answer to Fermi’s question “where are they?” is that  the alien is under construction…

http://www.paranoiamagazine.com/backissues.html

Therefore (as is happening) bits and pieces of a whole thing may arrive before the main body. This is a good model for Darwinism and the 19th century Eugenics movement forming eventually into the main body of Nazism in the form of Adolf Hitler. In the same as Eugenics were under discussion…

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January 6, 2012

Sleepless in Roswell [Part 1]


Sleepless in Roswell 

Weaponising the Narrative

by Colin Bennett

For Steven Jobs and Stephen Wozniac
Who helped create the modern Imagination

“All Image Systems are Magical Systems.”
(Politics of the Imagination)
“If you think things could get worse, then at least you know that you’re not in Hell.”
(George Mensche, The Rumford Rogues)
“When we imagine we create a form of life”
(Looking for Orthon)

Flying Discman from MarsIntroduction

The world needs to put UFOs and Ufology in a radically different perspective. As a culture it is at least as important as the drawings of Piranesi or Michelangelo, or the paintings of Dali or Chirico. What we get from such precious things we can get from the story-architecture of Ufology, which is now an essential part of our postmodern Imagination. Even in the kitchens of the most ardent sceptic there will be some item which owes its shape and character to the UFO, now a big prime-time star in the postmodern universe. As a Big Star, the UFO is as unavoidable as are Elvis Presley, Monroe, Michael Jackson, or the idea of quantum entanglement.

Ufology turns even downright imposture into a species of postmodern art form, showing that the mechanical truth of a story is something of a decoy.

What matters is that the tale is told complete with all its faults and deceptions and the supposed framework of its truths and lies. Any story bar-codes us forever. Despite our acceptances and rejections, we play with story games, we rehearse them, add new episodes even to absurd claims, and despite ourselves again, we continue and develop even the most dubious episodes, whether they are junk theatre or not.

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May 23, 2011

Sex, Identity, and the Crippled Eschatology of Alien-Human Hybrids


Alien AbductionIt’s a fondly asserted belief within UFOlogy circles that aliens have instituted a cross-breeding program for the purpose of creating a race of alien-human hybrids.

Setting aside for the moment the numerous problems regarding stability of the resultant chromosome structures, as well as the potential mutations this sort of act would introduce into a global environment ill-prepared to handle such trauma, can somebody please tell me what intelligent lifeform would even consider mingling its DNA with that of an inferior species?  Do aliens not understand evolution? Are they neo-creationists, or are they just fond of taking two steps back for every one step forward?  Or, even more frightening on a level few people are willing to contemplate freely, are these aliens just Kansas Republicans borrowing a few chosen perspectives from the Church of Latter Day Saints? Aside from the wishful thinking of Hollywood, is it even possible for an entire species to commit suicide or bring about self-extinction without the cause and effect that alien-human hybrids would invariably represent?  With all due apologies to Robert Zelazny, author of A Rose for Ecclesiastes, these are the questions that would keep me up at night if I, too, were a lemming.

For me the most enjoyable resolutions to the UFO theologies currently being escalated to the level of science by people who refuse to even attempt a high school level understanding of science are those that neglect the details, as in “if you ignore details, you’ll never be able to figure out which direction a tadpole is looking, because in a muddy creek, you really can’t see their little eyes as well as you can see their little tails.”  When applied to any discussion regarding the possible creation of one species attained by combining the DNA structures of two different species originating and apparently evolving within two completely different biological systems, i.e., the planet Earth and any other planet anywhere else in the cosmos, this precept suggests that there’s probably something equally important being overlooked or ignored, something that is fundamentally necessary for us to contemplate in order to understand the concepts being examined.

In other words, a lot of people are bypassing the details, which in this case is particularly and uniquely strange, because that singular topic of value that we have neglected to consider, the one that we’ve apparently decided to ignore completely, is also a topic that most people have a base desire or need or instinct to otherwise contemplate or apply to our existence as much as possible:  sex. And when you get right into any deep examination of alien-human hybrids and the purpose and means behind their creation, you always end up talking about sex.

Alien Abduction and SexSex is one of those few qualities of life that just puts our minds on edge and shakes the whole world around us in mock rage and glamour until we’re finally satisfied for a turning of time.  And deep inside of us, at that point of our being where we’ve forgotten who we are and what we need and where we’re going and who we want with us when we achieve those things worthy of our pride instead of simply resting forever without shame or reflection, consisting of little more than our eternal reliance on what we want, it is sex that always shows up first, as if waiting for us to catch up, with a twinkle in his beady little eyes, and a cigarette in his hand, and a nonchalance that is inhumanly gratifying even as he whispers, “hey, what kept you?”  It is this insistent and immediate quality that gives the human mind such grand creativity whenever sex is involved or intermingled with belief. And when that happens, we can shake down the stars from the skies.

For the most part, sex has been intertwined with the UFO mythos since the very beginning of the contact stories that started popping off like firecrackers in the 1950s.  It’s such a common aspect of the phenomena that even the most jaded humorists of the day can rely on it consistently with just the barest of introductions.  The mere mention of aliens in the context of “probe” is more than enough to bring to mind a sexual examination by one alien species in mystic confusion of another’s poorly interpreted gender. The reference has been used to great effect by “The Simpsons”, “South Park”, SNL, and entire generations of stand-up comics from the 1960s to the present, and these are jokes nobody really has to explain. We get it – instantly and always, and sometimes, depending on the delivery and the timing of the comic, with sly, rude laughter.  Sex between species that evolved under completely different biological systems and recreational laws is always funny (unless you’re a critic), even when it’s never been possible to model that situational comedy on something consistent and measurable in the world we call “real life.”

We laugh at a lot of things that may not be funny in and of themselves.  Our humor, in fact, is often the way we react to pain or anguish that can’t be avoided or prevented, and any examination of this phenomenon shows us in great and undeniable detail exactly how wonderful and self-healing our minds actually are.  Sometimes in life, we can come across something that is so abhorrent to our psychological health that its existence alone is considered a threat to our well-being, but our minds actually have the ability to mitigate that threat by turning it into something that it’s not, or by parcelling out aspects of it to dark arenas of our slowly developing conscience to prevent it from injuring the mind as a whole.  We deal with the internal pain of memories that are capable of turning us into depositories of knowledge that we find supremely disturbing by changing how we remember and what we remember.  For instance, a child who has been raised to believe that he must love his mother, because all mothers are good and caring and admirable might develop a dissociative identity disorder if his own mother is a horrible person who seems to enjoy beating him or searing his body parts with an electric iron.  His mind might create a new identity to reside within the spark of his personality in order to do little but soak up his memories of that pain, thereby allowing the greater portion of his mind to develop in what we might consider a more “normal” environment.  In that way, only a small portion of his identity would be forced to deal with the trauma surrounding him.

Alien Eye

In a similar manner, a man or woman who grew up being sexually molested by members of his own family might be unwilling to believe that the authors of that undeserved punishment were people he or she loved and considered protective, the guardians of youthful existence.  In such a case, the mind might develop a defense that turns his familial late night visitors into something so alien to normal humanity, that there would be no threat to the mind’s categorical rejection of such a painful cause and effect. The author of such pain becomes an alien that has chosen his subject for very special reasons having nothing to do with family or pleasure or love, and everything to do with survival or some form of cosmological communication or a recognition of internal sanctity, a sign of his having been chosen. It’s very easy for us to create UFOs and populate them with aliens from the other side of the galaxy if the only audience necessary for validation is the one sitting alone in the theater behind our otherwise closed eyes.

We are a malleable species with a great capability to grow and develop because our minds are far more interested in the creation of concepts, needs, and desires that reflect what we want and what we need far above the wants and needs of any other real or imagined consciousness anywhere in the universe.  This has nothing to do with the much affirmed modern assertion that even if God did not exist, we would find within ourselves the need to create Him.  This is far more dangerous than anything having to do with our concept of God, because it relies only on our concept of ourselves, our primal identity, and most of us are simply unaware that there is such an animal, one that even cryptozoologists have yet to identify.  Being an identity-based consciousness, however, means it doesn’t resort to two-way communication and it sometimes can only make that leap of self-identification by tricking you into seeing the effects of its presence within.  Your mind doesn’t often send you an email saying, “look, I made a few changes here and there in the way we think and feel, and I hope you don’t mind, but we’re now star citizens, and you’re going to save the universe from nuclear decay.”  And that means you need to rely on other people to tell you how absolutely bat-shit crazy you might actually be, which is exactly why we are such social creatures.  We need to be. Our minds would turn us into monsters without other people around to help us out with the validation of identity.

Which brings us to the really fun part of this shock-house carnival ride: if you can find enough bat-shit crazy people in the world to say, “you know, maybe that’s not such a stupid idea,” you can actually start your own religion. This is when the validation of identity becomes a weapon that is normally used most effectively against those who don’t believe in the things that you’ve been tricked into believing by your own mind.  Sometimes, the things that our mind comes up with can cause us to believe in the great benefits that can be gained by using new tools such as binding body parts to stifle growth, using circumcision as a religious affirmation, depending on self-flagellation or other forms of bodily punishment to focus the heart on spiritual decay, relying on eye-for-an-eye justice systems, treating children as adults, instituting the necessity for human sacrifice, ritualizing the consumption of the blood of innocents, or murdering entire populations to satisfy the hunger of God for the sanctification of man.  All world-encompassing terrors thought to be the instructions of God were inspired within the human mind, and the differences between the sacred and the profane reside only within the human heart.  Holocaust originally referred to a burnt offering, an expression of holiness, a gift from man to God assessed as a religious duty.  Beliefs of this sort can exist quite comfortably in the absence of social formulae.  It’s only my opinion, of course, but I don’t see anything terribly useful in a belief system that can exist without social relevance.  After all, something like that tends to make other people unnecessary, and up to now, other people is the only reason our species has been able to avoid extinction.  Remove that reliance, and you will have removed everything.

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April 24, 2011

Proof: ET Body a Fake


Alien Body HoaxThe recent furore surrounding the find of a supposed alien body in Russia refuses to go away, despite the reporting by several sources that the whole thing was faked by a couple of young Russians, Timur Hilall, 18, and Kirill Vlasov, 19 (Pictured left, with their “alien”).

The original video which was uploaded to You Tube already has more than six million hits, and many people believe the reports explaining it all away as a prank or hoax is nothing more than a cover-up by the Russian authorities.

After reading the initial reports, I decided to contact Valery Novikov, the chief editor of local newspaper Kabansk-Info, who had contacted the police after viewing the video and thought the alien body might be that of a small child.

After learning of the prank, Valery interviewed the two men and after being impressed by their ingenuity, decided to make a film showing how they did it.

Timur and Kirill (above) both believe in alien visitation and life elsewhere in the universe, which was just one of the motivations in making the alien body. They fashioned their ET using nothing more than bread crumbs wrapped in chicken skin and plasticine for the head. In the original video, the body already appears to be fake, but better quality images of the actual doll (as shown above) make this more obvious.

Valery sent me a short teaser video and explained the full version would be ready on the 27th April. Luckily for us, he has uploaded the video earlier than planned and you can now view it for yourself below. He also explained he is running on a very small budget and is unable to pay for a translator in order to cater for the western audience, but as you can see, the images actually speak for themselves.

If you are able to help in the translation of this video, please don’t hesitate to get in touch.

Believers and sceptics alike have been annoyed by this episode, yet another in a long series of hoaxes and lies to hit the field of Ufology. Once again, the mainstream media lapped it up and reported the story as if it really was an alien who had been killed in a UFO crash. Once again however, we shouldn’t be surprised by this.

The way the original video was shot should have been enough to cry foul in the first place, footage of the actual body should also have been enough, but for some people the need to believe is just too strong and logic and common sense seem to fly out of the window.

If you still believe the whole thing was real after viewing this video, can I interest you in a once in a lifetime trip to Serpo? You better hurry though, places are limited and interest is high…

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May 10, 2010

Child Brides from Outer Space


A B-Feature Prime Time Retro-Special

 by

Colin Bennett

Part 1

Exopolitics, or the Thinking Ufologist’s Crumpet 

  

NOTE: In case anyone should think that the following article is a put-down of UFOs and Ufology, the author would like to say that he had a spectacular UFO sighting some years ago. As a direct result of that experience he lost some time. He therefore regards himself as a contactee in the twilight zones of le grande illusion. So there!

Crashed Flying Saucer


 

What is Exopolitics?

 

The Men

The Exopolitical movement is a radical sector of the Disclosure Movement in the United States. This movement aims to put pressure on the government to open secret files which will show that extraterrestrial aliens are here on planet Earth in great numbers. It assumes that we must therefore try to relate our own human society to such alien social structures in a deeply political way. But the movement doesn’t possess Professor Hawking’s caution as regards extraterrestrial aliens, see http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1268712/Stephen-Hawking-Aliens-living-massive-ships-invade-Earth.html

In contrast to Hawking’s careful evaluation and warning, Exopolitical people such as the bloggers Stephen Greer, Steve Hammond, Marcia McDowall, and Ed Komarek all claim that humanoid-looking aliens mix freely with human beings and exercise a degree of control over the affairs of humanity. Exopolitics claims also that the armed forces of the world and their associated State Intelligence sections are aware of the aliens, but apparently, human power-brokers must keep the presence of extraterrestrial creatures a secret in case of public panic. The movement also claims that the famed military-industrial complex is trying to re-engineer alien technology, but the trouble is (so they say) that most of the major principles are almost impossible to understand in terms of Earth science.

Exopolitics as a continually updated Web meme has had considerable success.

It has now quite outgrown somewhat earlier crude prototypal memes such as SERPO, Project Camelot, and the much more sophisticated Caret phenomenon (see my Feature  “Meme Wars: We Have an Agenda” in Reality Uncovered).

Most leading Exopoliticians such as Michael Salla and Alfred Webre claim that the first tentative steps have already been taken as regards contact between human beings and aliens.In April 7, 2005, Salla founded the Exopolitics Institute, based in Kealakekua, Hawaii. On June 4, 2006, Al Jazeera published an article discussing a letter Salla had sent them informing them about the possibility of alien intervention in order to prevent a nuclear attack on Iran by the United States of America. From June 9 – 11, 2006, he assembled and took part in the Hawaii Conference on World Peace and Extraterrestrial Civilizations. His current Exopolitical interests have led him to assert that the undisclosed presence of extraterrestrials is one of the primary forces behind international conflict. He further states that the claims of various “whistleblowers” (informants) suggest that as many as sixteen different extraterrestrial civilizations are currently interacting with the human race while a number of other extraterrestrial races monitor Earth affairs, although they avoid contact. Most of Salla’s claims are derived from individuals who say they have contacted extraterrestrials. That he does not state that he has met such himself has aroused much (mostly negative) debate in the UFO field. In conversation with the Washington Post, Salla pointed to evidence widely available on the internet as a source for his research on extraterrestrial visitation: “There’s a lot of stuff on the Internet, and I just went around and pieced it together.”

Alfred Webre helped draft the Exopolitical Citizen Hearing in 2000 with the rather more conservative and cautious Stephen Bassett and he serves as a member of the Board of Advisers at the Exopolitics Institute. He is also congressional coordinator for the Exopolitical Disclosure Project and International Director of the Institute for Cooperation in Space.

In 1977, he joined Stanford Research Institute (SRI International) in Menlo Park, California, as a futurist for the Center for the Study of Social Policy. His responsibilities were the studies in alternative futures, innovation diffusion, and social policy applications for clients including the Carter White House Extraterrestrial Communications Study, the National Science Foundation, U.S. Congress (Office of Technology Assessment), the U.S. Department of Energy, and the State of California (Energy Plan).

Whilst that may sound impressive it is best to take a cautionary look at Webre’s latest thoughts on:

http://www.examiner.com/x-2912-Seattle-Exopolitics-Examiner~y2010m4d12-Exopolitics-researcher-develops-evidencebased-typology-of-extraterrestrial-civilizations

The language is a straight take from the BBC TV comedy series “Yes Minister,” with a touch of Dr. Who:

“Recent whistleblower, direct witness and documentary evidence have led to the development of new typology of extraterrestrial civilizations.  The new typology establishes the following types for extraterrestrial civilizations and extraterrestrial governance bodies as concerns extraterrestrial law.  The new typology for extraterrestrial civilizations was developed by Exopolitics author and researcher Alfred Lambremont Webre, JD, MEd in response to a request by Oxford University Press, a department of the University of Oxford, U.K.The new evidence-based typological model divides extraterrestrial civilizations into (A) Extraterrestrial civilizations (3rd dimension), that is (1) Solar system civilizations (3rd dimension) based in the third dimension in our solar system, such as the intelligent human civilization living under the surface of Mars that reportedly enjoys a strategic relationship with the United States government; and (2) Deep space civilizations (3rd dimension), that is, intelligent extraterrestrial civilizations that are based in the third dimension and on a planet, solar system, or space station in our or another galaxy or in some other location in this known physical, third dimension universe. (B) Hyper-dimensional civilizations, that is intelligent civilizations that are based in dimensions or universes parallel or encompassing our own dimension and that may use technologically advanced physical form and/or transport when entering our known dimension or universe.  With regard to extraterrestrial law and governance, the new extraterrestrial civilizations typology identifies (C) Extraterrestrial governance authorities: Legally constituted extraterrestrial governance authorities with jurisdiction over a defined territory, such as the Milky Way Galactic Federation, which has been empirically located in replicable research.”

In the light of this, perhaps Webre should be booked immediately for a one-man show. Love the mock-authoritarian voice, the name-dropping, and the (obligatory) suggestion of connections to Intelligence Agencies. There follows the equally obligatory nudge-nudge about “secret” knowledge of ET daring-do. Anyone who knows anything about such Agencies knows that their sobriety and conservatism alone plus their extremely limited  gumshoe imagination (let alone their limited  finances) would prohibit them from having anything to do with foil-hat child-brides such as Webre, Basiago, or the Jerry Springer Ufologists and many others of that ilk, such as Bill “SERPO”  Ryan, who fled America leaving behind a pile of bad debts and whole tribes of ripped-off women wielding hot cattle-castrating irons.

I couldn’t find any mention of Webre on the Oxford University Press web site (as he claims). But perhaps that is to be expected. As a self-inflicted act of postmodern annihilation, Webre’s Web newspaper the “Seattle Politics Examiner” is a Dada composition updated to the Web Age. It should be read out loud to Schoenberg, or old Gerard Hoffnung’s Symphony for Vacuum Cleaners.We might ask, do these people ever come down from this cloud-cuckoo mountain top? If not, they are prime candidates for paranoia and heart attacks. Being vastly over-inspired, and seeing aliens everywhere, they are in need of depressants. Perhaps  they might do something ordinary for relief all round, like eating black pudding outside a rain-swept chip shop on an equally black evening in black Bolton, UK with one leaning street lamp for illumination and inspiration (I apologise for not knowing the U.S. equivalents here – perhaps someone might provide them).

Yes, Webre’s situation is one where a little applied depression could be positively therapeutic. Perhaps he should try a Parliamentary debate, or English cricket, but then aliens never appear within such marvellously prosaic scenarios. They always are seen in glamorous sexy high-tech contexts. The alien equivalents to debt collectors or cobblers are not seen. Aliens are always pure, powerful, and all-knowing. They do not wipe their noses on their sleeve, or steal the wallets or wives of other aliens, and they always appear to be marvellously clever. No alien sweeps the streets, falls into despair or fails in ambition or in love. Also there are no alien equivalents to British political brains, most of which resemble empty Tammany Hall broom cupboards.

What is missing therefore in Webre’s alien cosmos is love and laughter, and the absurdity of human-style anarchy of cock-ups throughout the entire field of consciousness. Exopolitical aliens are far too efficient, all-knowing, and intellectually specific (in translation!!) to be “real,” but then perhaps “reality” in the old commonly accepted mechanical sense is beside the point.


THE BLOGGERS

The blogger Victor Martinez is a kind of no-holds-barred amplifier for all the amazing streams of twisted Exopolitical consciousness. One imagines that in theory he could be given anything that could possibly be imagined, including winged horses, fairies seen in space stations or one of David Icke’s lizard-skinned aliens, and he transmit these enthusiastically (in headline fashion) as “real” existences and common experiences. This is the supreme expression of Exopolitics as art form in that art form indeed does express truth, but moral truth as distinct from mechanical truth as claimed by Exopoliticians.

Martinez is said to be a former federal employee “with an interest in space, defense and current affairs.” Recipients of his e-mail news items include a wide variety of people interested in “emerging and leading-edge scientific developments.” Well, for “scientific developments” try this for size: a summary of the recent transmissions by blogger Gary Bekkum, whose book “Spies, Lies, and Polygraph Tape” supplies the Full Monty of Exopolitical legend: black ops, mysterious government agents, alien daring-do, secret government technology and stories of aliens in the White House. Bekkum, along with Martinez, is largely responsible for the recent revival of the SERPO movement. This takes the form of a Web-born equivalent to the kiddies’ boxed board-games of long ago, such as pass-the-parcel. The moves in the game include “secret knowledge,” information from “anonymous sources” and “nudge-nudge I am in touch with insiders in the government Intelligence services.”

Of course, anyone who knows anything at all about the blessed Intelligence services knows that as far as serious operational work is concerned, they would not go near such foil-hat freaks with the proverbial barge-pole. However, certainly  the more “enlightened” branches of Intelligence may use such for dark purposes of their own. Certainly movements such as Exopolitics are fed by various branches of the “security services” as if the foil-hats were packs of hungry puppies. The reason for this is that such “Intelligence agencies” are interested in the political and military aspects of the possibilities of mythological engineering. They insert a fractal, kick start it, and see what speeding hares come out of the bag. They will insert “false agenda” and “false flag” designer-memes http://alienfalseflagagenda.net/ and fit the ebb and flow of such into new “intelligent” prototypal systems of social control. This is now a well-known military direction: already the Pentagon is seeing future warfare as being essentially a battle using information-weaponry rather than a thing involving tanks and guns, aircraft and ships. Whole countries could be shut down by levels of deception involving various types of evolving technology, including mass-media technology. Such deception might indeed include rigged “alien” Exopolitical-type invasion scenarios, complete with convincing physical displays. Thus Exopolitics could well be a manipulated howl-round of well-designed confusions.

If an “enemy” is confused he is setting himself up for rapid and final destruction.

Thus Kipling’s “great game” is changing from a Sherlock Holmes and John Le Carre world into areas inconceivable by such older Intelligence systems as described by such authors. By comparison, such horse soldiers are now faced by systems which think at tank speed.

In this sense, undoubtedly modern Pop, Rock, and Art Forms generally are become involved in vast systems of comparatively bloodless persuasion.

In this area, as designer-led Exopolitical art form, Martinez offers verbal equivalents to ancient B-Feature posters where handsome muscular men rescue beautiful women in torn dresses from tentacle-waving Martians.

Here is a recent offering from Martinez. Believe this, and you will believe anything.

http://naturalplane.blogspot.com/2010/04/serpo-release-34-operation-tango-sierra.html

“The DIA contact reportedly provided information about the monitoring and intervention by U.S. officials regarding a particular extraterrestrial being posing as a human within the U.S. The contact also noted the more general issue of extraterrestrials visiting Earth who may blend in with the human population, for various reasons. the contact stated, “In reference to your repeated requests to present some new information never before disclosed to the public … I went outside of our agency to close intelligence contacts of mine and secured the following … I just received information on a highly sensitive operation code-named ‘Operation TANGO-SIERRA’ that occurred in early 1980. It involved U.S. intelligence capturing an alien being living among us.”


The Women

Laura Eisenhower, radical New-Ager, has recently joined Webre’s Exopolitical group. She has a guru, one Ki’ Lia. Like most Exopolitical web sites, a mere glance at Ki Lai’s web site does not inspire rational confidence. Ki Lai’s guru in turn is one Sergeant Clifford Stone, a “whistle blowing” SERPO Warrior Number 1 if ever there was. This pair chase one another’s metaphysical tails and create a miniature masterpiece based on overlapping metaphors until a reader is quite breathless, drunk with stories  drawn from the four corners of belief:

“Ki’ Lia, who has worked as an accomplished innovative and multidisciplinary design consultant with many renowned pioneers, corroborates the background of how Ms. Eisenhower was targeted as a subject by a shadowy group behind the secret Mars colony, using time travel and exotic targeting techniques.”

 The whole Exopolitical thing is about management of the high frontier of metaphor. Everything is heightened, as in a commercial break for mint popcorn. There are no dogs sick in kitchens, no spilt chip-pans, and no urgent demands from debt collectors.

Ki’ Lia states:

“After years of friendship, in the spring of 2006 in Washington DC, I met Laura Eisenhower and her new romantic partner, who I will call Agent X.”

 Agent X? Outside a gay club, who would want a boy friend called Agent X?  Sounds like something from a Lady Ga-Ga video. But these people are suckers for subliminal embarrassment:

“He claimed to know himself as Joseph of Arimathea/Osiris/Orion and affiliated with different, interlinked secret societies, e.g, Knights Templar and Freemasons.  He and Laura quickly formed an intimate relationship, and I helped conduct a ‘Divine Union’ rites of passage for them.”

 What a load of transcendental occult responsibilities! Do they ever get time to fry a sausage, or ask themselves whether Agent X is really an unemployed down-at-heel lift attendant on the make from downtown Detroit? Let’s hope Laura didn’t give this risky geezer any money as he shoots one of the best chat-up lines ever conceived:

“Agent X revealed that his group had identified [Laura Eisenhower] through her bloodline, as the matrilineal great-granddaughter of 34th U.S. President Eisenhower.”

 The so-called “revelation” just happens to be part of world-wide history and Laura’s relation to President Eisenhower is a “fact” witnessed by scores of books. As if inspired by this quite remarkable discovery, the pudding is quickly over-egged, as in fear of lack of metaphor. In this blog, we change planetary cultures as quickly as we change trains on a breathtaking journey. We go from Mayan prophecies to seeing Laura

“…as a unique reincarnation of Magdalene/Sophia/Isis (ever since she was young, many psychics have recognized her). He also said his group was interested in her twin sons, who they knew as Romulus and Remus (founders of Rome)”

 Of course! Who else?

Just as there appears to be no extraterrestrial alien sewage workers, in these psychic tales no alien impoverished psychopathic cats-meat men ever appear. I mean imagine, after having paid a lot of money, a customer is told that their astral body progressed through to a 3000-year-old gang of mentally degenerate loin-clothed Dhobi Wallahs on the banks of the Ganges?  It was Sam Johnson who once remarked of the 7th Earl of Shaftesbury: “He never dined but with an Earl.”

Meantime, Agent X soon turns out to be someone you wouldn’t trust daughter with, never mind your wallet. Ki’ Lia writes:

“They (the group around Agent X) had a list of male partners, who she (Laura) could be with in possible timelines, and he (Agent X) was one of them. They targeted her (especially her heart) and these men through electromagnetic or psychic weaponry, and indeed many men tried to destroy her throughout her life.”

 Laura appears to have a penchant for basket-case boyfriends. Why can’t she get a decent Jewish Lawyer and be done with it?

Meantime, the problems multiply. This crowd doesn’t talk about what was on the telly last night.

“Agent X admitted that he (as well as his parents) was implanted with a chip and had a multiple personality disorder…”

 This is just what Laura needs for washing the dishes and shopping as Agent X morphs into a regular Screwball Messmate of the Month:

“…which involves very sudden robotic and abusive behaviors. This is the typical profile of someone who was subjected to well-documented MK-ULTRA experiments and multi-generational occult ritual abuse.”

 This sudden update is of course derived from retail Ufology, B-feature films, and much Web conspiratorial intrigue. Ki’ Lia concludes with sounding brass and tinkling cymbals:

“Their data about Laura and her partners were seemingly gathered through a time viewing device (which they had called ‘Looking Glass’ or ‘Orion’s Cube’ or possibly through remote viewing or even time travel – all part of their cadre of top classified technologies (already disclosed in increasing black projects literature).”

 We might ask, where is Agent X now? With dyed hair, new teeth and some purloined clothes, just like Bill “SERPO” Ryan, he is probably chatting up gullible Jewish Princesses in Manhattan and spinning them UFO contact and abduction stories by the tumbrel load.

Here in this vast spectrum of New Age ideas and beliefs are the new fairy stories of our own Age. But the difference with Exopolitics is that such are claimed as being within that dimension of Prime Time called  the “real.” What would we say if someone suggested that traditional fairy stories as gathered and written up by Hans Anderson and the Brother Grimm were description of so-called “real” experiences? In Exopolitical lore, Cinderella “actually” went to the Ball, and had two Ugly Sisters.

These are the full equivalent to debates about the “actual” colour of Cinderella’s shoes and the questions are equivalent to asking “exactly” which ball Cinderella went to. Thus in Exopolitical lore, rationalism in turn is transformed into a programmable form of pantomime virtuality in which discursive reasoning becomes in turn yet another gaming option.

We can laugh, but in a sense these texts are far superior to many “scientific” documents of our time written in corporate-manager tank track prose by men from the earnest lower middle class with rows of pens in their top pockets. Conservative-paranoid and scraped of all life and imagination, most “scientific” books read like instructions on back of a pack of corn plasters. In contrast, most Exopolitical texts, when considered purely as texts, are of considerable psycho-social value in that they show important features of the psychology of image formation within the development of story technology as it seeks new kinds of power.


The Theory

 We see then that Salla’s “lot of stuff” has become a vast mythological world stretching out quite equal to that of the big war-gaming software. From being a foil-hat Jerry Springer type small Ufological movement, such as Project Camelot, , Exopolitics, like its parallel movement Scientology, has now the full attention of important and influential folk, though the faces of “scientists” (being equally managers of other rival mythologies) have yet to appear.

What makes Exopolitics different of course compared to any other similar movement in this respect is its claim for the “reality” of the extraterrestrial experience. In this respect it has no problem with what it assumes to be the sheer number of space ships and aliens which are visiting Earth, although very few people see such beings or Armadas. In this sense, Exopolitics is the direct opposite of movements which assert Holocaust Denial or denial of the original Moon Landing. Exopolitics claims existence of certain things whilst the denial movements deny existence of certain things. The psychological asymmetry here represents the differential potentials of those positive and negative forces which drive all imaginative creativity.

As a movement, Exopolitics doesn’t really fit anywhere in history except in those rare cases of religious hysteria such as the Crusades, although it might have fitted various hole-in-a-corner cultures such as witchcraft, occultism, whirling dervishes, or even Morris Dancing. It would certainly have fitted 19th Century spiritualist movements, as most of the Exopolitical alien “contacts” and indeed space ships are as vaporous as the ectoplasmic ghosts seen by Conan Doyle and Baron von Schrenck-Notzing.

In this respect, the Exopolitical movement has to be set in the context of the apocalyptic fears and doubts of a mass-media society in crisis. The populations of the entire world are now mind-fed and controlled by a limitless stream of images, symbols and metaphors, some basic and crude, others inspired obviously by such films as the Matrix, Avatar, and Close Encounters.

Exopolitics, like many other things of a like nature, has now found a role which has given it popular power far behind 19th century movements of a similar nature.


Soap Opera

The middle classes have always lacked a good soap opera. The popular TV models have always been strictly for the sheeple, with their dumbed-down content, and simple-minded cartoon-sketches rolled out for the hoi polloi mentality and its strange appetite for countless billions of toxic images per second. The US series Frazier and Rosanne were good tries at comic subtlety, but they are from an Age now so long gone we look at them as we gaze upon Hadrian’s Wall.

Exopolitics gives the Web-powered middle classes all they ever wanted. The peasantry won’t understand Exopolitics, and the trendy Intellectuals, utterly self-isolated from any kind of “scientific” knowledge, are not bright enough for it. The ever-frightened scientists will stay away in droves and Exopolitics is far too technological for camp media folk, and far too weird and difficult for conventional “arts” folk. In the face of the claims of Exopolitics, all priests will raise their hands in horror, the sane will flee to put their heads back into their little boxes, and “scientific” Ufologists (rather like Darwinian professors scanning leaf mould with magnifying glasses) will scream for the “facts” of the Exopolitical situation to be carefully “investigated,” thoroughly  “researched,” and “put into a proper perspective.”

Like most scientists, these people are so far behind the Big Media Age they haven’t even reached the TV Age yet, never mind the cyber culture. Exopolitics as Media in the Raw, Lady GaGa, beats all Cartesian measurement.

Like the U.S. TV series “Twin Peaks,” the UK TV series, “The League of Gentlemen,” or the delightful and edifying fantasies of “factual” or “scientific” Ufology, Exopolitics fulfils therefore all the conditions of an elitist Media form. It is now feeling its strength and has quite taken over common-or-garden Old Ufology, strangling it rather like a proliferating pond-weed. Why, says Exopolitics, spend  a whole lifetime compiling merely lists of case-histories and searching for possibly non-existent alien artefacts when an alien (of a particular species) is possibly managing the big scientific corporation across high street? “Scientific” here is the word – aliens don’t appear to be interested in anything mundane or local, such as beer festivals, sex scandals of politicians, the National Lottery, or making matchbox models of Wigan Pier. They must be very boring, and they don’t make jokes about Michael Jackson’s sexuality, or Obama’s birth certificate.


Ufology as Art Form

There are UFOs and there is Ufology.

Exopolitics  represents a post-modern meme-based prototypal entertainment system. Facts and fictions do not relate to such virtual superliminal constructs as SERPO and Project Camelot, any more than they relate to the Yellow Brick Road of OZ or Bob Hope’s Road to Morocco. If anything good could be said about them, it is that they represent cerebral Pop Art of a very high standard. This is a relatively new genre of highly wrought modern social comedy: it was born between the burgeoning games systems of web virtuality, and got caught between cyber culture, science fiction hallucinations, and countless elitist conspiracies of many a kidney. Having said that, I accept that Exopolitics is an authentic form of post-modern expression, and I rank it with Thunderbirds, Mission Impossible and the UK Dr. Who.

In that it contains techno and futurist elements Exopolitics is far superior to broad-ass TV sitcoms. Once one accepts Exopolitical culture as a form of multimedia expressionism, it becomes interesting in itself. Most of these Exopolitical people are well educated, highly intelligent, powerfully motivated, quite different to the usual Pippin-style foil-hat Okies from Muskokie. That they are all most probably quite sane is an interesting psychological mystery in itself. That they do not turn into script writers is another mystery. Conventional media may be too small and conventional a form of expression.

Like the aliens of Dr. Boylan, Exopolitical  aliens are always engaged in Flash-Gordon daring-do adventures against various Men In Black cabals. Such  do not appear near gasworks or sewage treatment farms. They always appear in glamorous hi-tech inspirational backgrounds and their environment appears to be constructed of the techno world of image, symbol and metaphor rather than good alien flesh.

Undoubtedly Exopolitics is Ufology at its best as post-modern Art Form. Warhol would have loved these sculpted multimedia manifestations and their do-anything say-anything claims for human habitations on Mars and Aliens in the White House.

Exopolitics also has the purely erotic nature of instant throw-away consumerism. Let’s face it – Exopolitics gives  give good intellectual sex. It represents the thinking person’s Lady GaGa in the manner (in Britain) that “arts” TV woman Joan Bakewell once was said to represent “the thinking man’s crumpet.”

Asking Exopoliticians for “evidence” of their claims and belief is rather asking Alf the Alien or Yogi Bear what kind of ice-cream they like. “Fact” in the strictest sense cannot be applied to Big Media. The liminal memes which make up the body of  Exopolitics just don’t work that way; they are performers in a comic metaphysical drama. Exopolitics is pure theatre, and damn good theatre it is, too, We must remember that in our burgeoning Global Village there is no such thing as Cartesian distance. The Global Village is a quantum plasma. It works any way which way.

Their blogs and emails alone make up one of the best English-language social comedies since Sheridan or Jonson, and it all is designed to get inextricably mixed with “real politics.” Take a look at this unblushing prose from Webre:

“A very real exercise in comparative exopolitics has come about simultaneously, (and perhaps sychronistically) in a Russian Federation and in the United States.  Exopolitics in a Russian state Duma have brought Russian President Dmitry Medvedev face to face with the same set of exopolitical issues addressed by the August 2010 ballot initiative for an Extraterrestrial Affairs commission in Denver, Colorado.

Liberal Democrat Party representative and state Duma deputy Andrei Lebedev “fears that extraterrestrials may have compromised Russia’s official secrets.  After hearing a TV interview in which the President of the Kalmyk Republic, Kirsan Ilyumzhinov, spoke of his meeting with an alien spaceship, Lebedev called for instant action,” according to news reports in Russia.

President Kirsan Ilyumzhinov’s close encounter took place on Sep. 18, 1997, and Ilyumzhinov recalled it in a recent interview with TV presenter Vladimir Pozner. He stated that others “might be skeptical, but added: ‘I believe I communicated with them, I saw them. I probably would not have believed it, but there were three witnesses: my driver, the Minister and my assistant.’”  ABC News reports, “Kirsan Ilyumzhinov was at home in his Moscow apartment when they came in and abducted him, taking him to their space ship where they communicated with him telepathically.”

Following President Kirsan Ilyumzhinov’s revelation of his meeting with extraterrestrials, “state Duma deputy Andrei Lebedev concluded that Ilyumzhinov had something to hide, and warned that ‘sensitive information’ could have been passed to the interplanetary guests.”

Seattle Exopolitics Examiner

http://www.examiner.com/x-2912-Seattle-Exopolitics-Examiner


All good fun we say, but it often results in people taking things a bit too earnestly. Here is a quote from a private email:

A note about the aliens I know and I promise to try and contain myself when I reference these bastards.

I do not speak for other abductees and I do not speak about other alien beings visiting this planet of which there are apparently many. I speak of the SOBs that come to my house and remove me from my bed, whoever they may be.

Bobby says they look like: http://www.ufoconspiracy.com/reports/three_second_eben.htm

Anything and everything any of these aliens I know ever conveyed to me is a lie, flat out lie. At the time I did not realize they were telling me lies but upon returning home and finding out what happened to me I find once again they lied to me. What these bastards do to humans is a violation of our human rights. Our physical body is nothing more than to experiment with which makes one quickly realize we humans are no more than laboratory animals. My handlers occasionally take me, do their experiments and return me to bed and I’m not supposed to not know the difference. I thought I had a horrible dream until I find blood on the sheets where bone marrow was removed or more tissue samples were taken, or more blood extracted.  And then I occasionally wake up screaming in pain, often very severe pain from yet another procedure. I have woken many times screaming in pain once I was returned to bed. I have scared the hell out of my wife several times when I woke and screamed because the pain was so severe but I could do nothing else but scream until the pain subsided.”


Exopolitics is now at a stage in the Web Petri dish where it is about to mutate and transform itself into an imitation toy political system. This relating to whole new systems of experience which relate minimally to the politics and economics of the old industrial world once called the “real” world.

We have therefore a new form of political control whose existential base does not relate to objective facts and evidence any more than it relates to the horse-drawn carriage, or Gladstone’s Third Administration.

Here we have a completely new stage of story technology (see my feature for UFO magazine “Did a Fishmonger Do It?”).


Media Fission: The Alice Fractal

All cultures are advertising systems. Exopolitics is no exception. By and large, Exopolitics helps to manage and develop the core stories of our time. These stories are grouped around what might be called Domains. Examples of Domains include the Military Industrial Complex, the Pentagon, Area 51, NASA, and we may include Hollywood. All these Domains secrete hive-mythology. In their developed form they are the ultimate version of Kafka’s castle as a Central Mythological Control ant hill full of deceptions, intrigues and cover-ups within the general alien conspiratorial mysterium.

The most minor NASA report has only to mention the word “space” in some slightly different experimental context, and swarms of mythological theorists flock like gone-mad hive-bees even to a fragmentary and slightly ambiguous sentence containing the word. This is because they have been told (through countless films alone) that “space” is where aliens come from. As in the Garry McKinnon case, countless bloggers try to squeeze a thousand interpretations from a simple sentence mentioning “space officers” (most probably meaning astronauts). This is indeed a kind of imaginary affliction rather like the legendary Morgellons’ Disease. There are now thousands of people who form their entire lives around these virtual Exopolitical constructs just as a mass TV audience forms lives around the characters in popular soap operas and make the characters so alive within themselves that they live with them as fully-formed avatars. There is now a whole thriving psychiatric practice formed to de-programme Exopolitical-type belief casualties. Gone-mad TV aficionados have had the same facilities available to them for some time.

These affectations of consumer-led junk culture such as Exopolitics we have seen previously, from sniffing glue to Bingo mania. In a harsh environment where for spiritual uplift there is nothing but political corruption and badly decayed religion, people understandably crave mind-sugar for uplift of any kind. From mind-drugs such as Exopolitics to heroin and speed, people long for a world other than the one they live in, which has no transcendental elements.

Conventional media (by now looking pretty old-fashioned compared to Web media) cannot supply such exotic drugs as Exopolitics. Though comparatively young, Exopolitics can supply greater inspiration if only because it is young in spirit and appeals to a new generation tired of standard TV formulas. By pure manipulated suggestion an Exopolitical audience is willingly drugged into new image dimensions and made almost starving for UFO “disclosure.” One has the impression that as with TV again, many would be quite ill without such liminal food being forced into their mental veins hour after hour with ever-increasing frequency.

There are of course some big differences between Exopolitics and TV.

In contrast to Exopolitics, TV viewers don’t have to search for “evidence” of their avatars. Countless numbers are there to be seen every night. Exopolitical “viewers” on the other hand have to search for the claimed “aliens” who do not have a common and easily accessible form. This is much more exciting than being served on a platter with predictable dumbed-down formulas. This gives Exopolitics a cerebral element almost totally lacking from TV, which is essentially a non-cerebral system. Whilst one of the few similarities is that both are addictive and both are consumer agendas, Exopolitics, unlike TV, does not praise its audience; it challenges them in the manner of a scrabble game or crossword puzzle.

Whilst TV is physically attractive and allows instant access to limitless full-focus colour images, Exopolitical images of aliens (where there are any at all) are dark and obscure. Both image types as styles, whether clear or unreadable, are suggestion-arrays operating different types of mass-persuasion schema. Both offer the illusion of freedom of choice. Yet viewers of Exopolitics (yes, we can call them that) are, like the TV audience, at the mercy of much interweaving and overlapping image-control software mounted by many rapidly-evolving and different technologies.

Another very important difference between Exopolitics and TV is that the former offers “reality,” whilst TV has no claims in that direction, except for so-called “reality” shows which are intended as jokes. In this sense here is another important difference: TV offers life-saving humour, whilst Exopolitics  offers no such thing; the aliens are conceived of as very boring and humourless with boy-scout New Age agendas enough to make an old hippy weep. Rather than aliens attacking us in the manner suggested by Hawking, the option of aliens boring the tits off us all has never been considered. Prim virtue does not figure in the Prime Time stakes of TV or Exopolitics.

As a nice paradox, Exopolitics states that aliens and their spaceships are all quite visible, and hence there is the tantalising possibility of a member of the audience discovering an alien and becoming as famous as Christopher Columbus. TV soap operas are a bit outclassed in this respect. No film or TV viewer searches for the “real” (US) Captain Kirk in the supermarket, or the “real” (UK) Phil Mitchell at the barbers, although given present-day mass-conditioning they might note different approximate forms as they go about their daily lives. Thus are we all now in doll-thrall with movements such as Exopolitics acting as cybernetic protein-strings full of momentary sugar-fixes. The movement formed by Webre and Salla has another cleverly designed element. It represents a powerful kind of intellectual subversion: quite unlike TV, Exopolitics is anti-authority, and it joins hands with all those folk would like to see their beloved leaders admit to alien presence with all kinds of egg over their bland, politically-correct, social-democratic faces.

This has resulted in a somewhat alarming form of pseudo-science-based pseudo-rationalism (in cyberspace all science is “pseudo”) as regards the full assembly in complete detail of aspects of “superior” alien culture(s). Thus “scientific” rationalism becomes another social-scientific cloaking-mystique in that it vectors the verisimilitude of the mutating story-lines. Undoubtedly, throughout our daily  lives, “consciousness” consists of such instantaneous processing of countless Media scripts mounted by various image-based story technologies.

Exopolitics is therefore a big meme-game, rather like the SERPO and SPORE meme-games in that interested parties can add to the game-play themselves. Unlike traditional TV soap operas, entire families can participate and create their own episodes. Many of these “alien” tales and part-tales about UFOs and conspiracies are willingly broadcast by popular U.S. broadcasters such as Jerry “foil-hat” Pippin. No script in the conventional sense is needed. Just a thread of suggestions created on a kitchen table with a screen, a keyboard and a terminal. Yet story technology is the most powerful dialectical  viral form every created.

As distinct from traditional TV soap operas, the virtual structures of our time such as Exopolitics contain a mock-cerebral element which aids their verisimilitude. Junior and Senior and Little Miss Muffet can add their thoughts, and the wonderful thing about thus new genre (for new genre it is) is that there is no censorship, no chance of rejection and every chance that someone somewhere will catch a fragment of make-believe. This story-fragment will feedback and breed other such fragments until this postmodern plasma becomes translated to the programmatic “real.” Thus every single mind, young and old has its own magic lantern theatre being fed by an ever-advancing Big Media power.

This level of Virtuality might be called Entertainment Fission. TV alone has already created a form of life support machine in that the billions of images per second will eventually quite replace “facts” as causation. The Prime Mover will be the Media Star. For better or for worse, both Weber and Salla are moving towards this state, as is Sarah Palin, whose fundamentalist Christianity is but two cyber steps away from Exopolitics. Nothing else but the stuff of Performance and Personality (and here I again include the Exopoliticians) will be needed as science is relegated to becoming a support base for Big Media. The CERN Collider (for example) is producing as many metaphors, images and symbols as it is producing “facts.”  Exopolitics, like many other things ancillary to it, is a prototypal world. Eventually, given ever-increasing media power, its protein cells may push aside the so-called real world as described in the film The Matrix, or in a more sophisticated form by Borges’ story of Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius.

Thus Exopolitics is story-technology with a vengeance and as such it does not contain any kind of mechanical vector. There is no traditional “progress” in this non-dimensional Matrix-type plasma which represents a translation of older forms of political control into virtuality. People now live their entire lives within such imagined structures. In this brave new cosmos, people will be described and defined as atmospheres, rather than anything else. “Fact” will be relegated to body weight, height, and National Insurance Number. The old-fashioned “trip” or “fix” is brought up to date by Exopolitics and its myriad ancillary media forms.

Such an induction of states of mind rather than induction of ranges of linear “objective facts” creates a more flexible and psychologically penetrative weapon than passive TV viewing. By comparison with Web-born memes, TV represents a steady low-frequency dosage episode by episode. These ranges of optional image-dilutions will of course maintain the illusion of virtual “progress” in time but only as a gaming-vector in turn. In this context, the buzzwords “real” and “scientific” and “factual” as used extensively by Exopolitics are nothing more than a fairground barker’s shouts using borrowed phrases from a ”science” which is now little more than a Prime Time silver screen  itself.

Many landowners in Victorian times built huge follies, some of which still stand. Follies were ill-conceived playthings of the ill-educated nouveau riche who within a few generations found themselves with too much time and money on their hands. Such were symbols of perfect impracticality: whimsical, fanciful, eccentric decorations rather than buildings, follies were the precursors of the Hollywood mansions conceived by Fitzgerald in his novel, The Great Gatsby.

 Exopolitics is a similar folly of our own times. As a movement, it is a massive piece of Gormenghast junk, a prime cut from a pop-media supermarket. But then science and Cartesian rationalism both represent a similar kind of Baroque cave-painting by numbers. In a media-soaked Age, where consciousness itself may be described as living theatre, we cannot help but navigate mentally by such cartoons and doll’s houses, which thrive rather like giant psychedelic mushrooms in our head.

What is the ultimate function of systems of story-lines such as Exopolitics? They force a mind to imagine. We are made to carry the story-lines as hatcheries in which memes act as mutant egg-cells.

This may be the first indication of how a truly alien mind might work.

More on this in Part 2: The K-Scope

For Reality Uncovered

9th May 2010

Colin Bennett

Author, London

Editor, the New Fortean Times

www.combat-diaries.co.uk

Colin Bennett’s award-winning Politics of the Imagination now republished as a 3rd Edition mass-market paperback by Cosimo Books New York.

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Filed under: ET,Exopolitics,UFOlogy — Tags: , , — Stephen Broadbent @ 12:31 am




February 15, 2010

Greg Bishop Asks – Shouldn’t Ufology Have the Answer by Now?


Today I’d like to cover an excellent blog post from one of my personal favorite bloggers – Greg Bishop. On February 12, Greg posted an excellent blog entry titled, “Blurry Photos, Shaky Videos, and More Damn Sighting Reports.

What do I like about Greg’s blogging? Simple – he’s one of the few folks in Ufology that more often than not is willing to avoid diving into a particular belief head-first without some form of verifiable evidence. If you follow along with the latest sightings (I have my Google Feed Reader configured with the top “latest sighting” sources) then you know that lately there’s been a strange influx of increased reports over the past couple of months. A few examples:

->A February 12th report in the Exmouth Herald about a Close Encounter of the Third Kind in the UK.
->On February 12th, Wigan Today reported a witness account of another UK sighting in Standish Lower Ground.
->On February 12th, the Daily Dust blog reported the 44th sighting of a UFO in Lancaster.
->On February 12th, the Drogheda Independent reports on a man who actually captured some footage of the lights in the sky.

These are all only a few of the latest examples, but I can picture the old veteran Ufologist, Greg Bishop, watching all of the unfolding drama and buzz – shaking his head because he has seen the same series of events unfold so many times before. And in just a few weeks or months, the answer will be no closer – the world will only be left with more questions.

Bishop’s Take on the Madness

I would like to review a few of Greg’s best comments and respond to them, because I personally agree strongly with his stance and the direction he’s headed. Greg writes:

After over fifty years of an (occasionally) systematic study of UFOs, we seem to be nowhere nearer any good explanation than our parents and grandparents were. With all of the puzzling evidence, you would think that this mess would be solved by now.


This is the truth – and the crux of the problem not only in Ufology but also in ghost hunting, another area that I have an avid interest in. The problem in both fields is the same – after years of study, observations and research – humanity is nowhere closer to the source of these phenomenon. In 1979, when Jacques Vallee wrote Messengers of Deception (this was well over twenty years ago), he was already expressing the same sort of frustration with Ufology that Greg expresses on his blog. On page 3 of that book, Jacques writes:

That leaves the UFO buffs, who have been collecting stories for thirty years, concentrating on the kinds of data that fit their theories. And they have been fighting each other in an endless, pointless confrontation, not of ideas and theories, but of personalities in egotistical conflict.


However, you can’t really blame Ufologists either. If you lock a group of people into a pitch black room and then obscure the exit so no one (except those who know the secret location of the exit doorway) can possibly find the way out – in time the group will devolve into a mess of bickering, arguing and infighting. Sure, first you’ll have a leader or two who will try to lead the group out of the darkness, but once that goes on long enough, other members of the group will get frustrated with the lack of results and forge out on their own, believing that they can do better.

Compound that with the fact that every generation there are brand new members added to this group-in-darkness. And then compound that with the fact that some members of the group – out of sickness, spite or simple venality – decide to play games and fool members of the rest of the group into believing that the exit is somewhere that it isn’t.

What you end up with is pure madness and no answers. Greg continues:

The cultural model for the phenomenon is still aliens from other planets, even though there is no verifiable evidence to back up this belief, which is presently all that we have. Many UFO researchers and fans know (somehow) that aliens are here and it’s only a matter of time before the rest of the population realizes this fact. Some of them are just waiting for that glorious “We told you so” day.


This is a perfect representation of the state of Ufology right now. I disagree that it’s the only belief that we have to work with, I do agree that it’s the predominant one at the moment. Greg continues:

There is a very good chance that some sort of non-human intelligence occasionally interacts with us. What form this takes is still wide open to study and debate, but centuries of strange encounters and a myriad of sometimes reflexive phenomena makes it difficult (for me anyway) to keep stuffing everything into the “delusion” basket. Aliens could be coming from other planets, but why limit our possibilities?


On this point – Greg hits at the heart of the issue. It could be that Ufology is now at a turning point. After fifty years of exploration, analysis and research, it’s time to come to terms with the fact that we’re dealing with a phenomenon that is deceptive in nature, interactive (although the interaction could very well be psychologically self induced), and constant throughout many generations of humanity.

Whether you’re talking fairies, elves, evil witches or aliens and night-time visitations, terrifying apparitions and flashes of glowing orbs in the air and the sky – all of these things are not new experiences…but they remain experiences that draw people toward the occult or other non-traditional systems of belief for “answers.”



Filed under: UFOlogy — Tags: , , , , — RyanDube @ 11:34 pm




April 27, 2009

For Pete’s Sake, It’s Just Swine Flu!


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They’re at it again – the alarmist media and the general public.  This morning, with news reports like, “40 Swine Flu Cases Confirmed in the U.S.” and “Swine Flu: 5 Things You Need to Know About the Epidemic,” the U.S. news media is playing the same old game.  With alarmist news reports coming in at a record pace, and a population that has been fattened on Pandemic End-of-The-World movies for over two decades – the panic has already taken hold. They couldn’t kill you with the Bird Flu, but apparently the Pig Flu is going to be much more virulent.

Notice how they couldn’t call it “pig flu,” it had to be Swine. Why?  Well, Pig would remind people of the cute little piglet from Charlotte’s web. Not nasty enough – not vile enough to serve as a representative of the next big thing we must believe and we must fear. Ahh yes, swine sounds so much more evil – so much more vile. Those nasty and dirty swine.

What IS The Swine Flu?

The media is constantly reporting how many “new” cases have cropped up.  There were originally 80 deaths in Mexico. Now, the news report is correct in that statement, but only a few of them bother to tell you that 1600 people actually got sick.  No wait, the latest report has the “suspected death toll” at 149. Apparently someone’s having a hard time counting down there in Mexico? Or might it be the fact that the alarmist media and local panic has Mexico hospitals re-examining cases and saying, “Wait a sec…maybe this person died of this evil Swine Flu too!”

And so the idea spreads. Swine flu is spreading! Stop the press! Alert the world – it’s the major pandemic we’ve all been fearing…and the human race lies on the brink of extinction if it gets out of hand! Now other countries are following suit. There are now 20 confirmed “infections” in the U.S. France, Hong Kong, New Zealand and Spain are all reporting in regarding cases of this new strain of influenza. Yet, so far, only those 80 out of 1600 died in Mexico. That’s a 5 percent mortality rate. Yet, the media has us standing on the brink of a worldwide pandemic.

What’s Swine Flu Got to do With RU’s Research?

Here’s what has me so angry about these news reports. This entire mentality is what’s wrong with society, and it’s the reason so many people get sucked in by the constant barrage of poorly written news stories about UFO sightings, written by barely-educated communications majors that write the news.  Here’s what you really need to know about the “SWINE” flu:

  • blackplagueThe SARS “pandemic” had a death rate of 9.6%
  • The death rate for pneumonia is 10 to 20%.
  • Death rate for chronic bronchitis is about 4.5%
  • The bubonic plague had a death rate of 50 to 75%
  • Cholera, untreated, has a death rate of 50%
  • 3 Million people die of Tuberculosis every year
  • The mortality rate of Tularemia (rabit fever) is 15%

So, now there’s a flu that had a 5% mortality rate in Mexico, a place that we all know isn’t the most sanitary on Earth – and we can be sure the water didn’t help much. We should all be asking CNN, Fox, CBS and all the others who bring us our nightly “Pandemic Update,” have you checked your sources?  Have you really thought this thing out? Why do you fuel the fire of mindless belief and panic?

The Pandemic of Mindless Beliefs

This is the real pandemic – people who believe what they’re told on the nightly news, and use it to judge what they should be afraid may happen to themselves or their family. This situation is almost identical to what happens when there’s  a UFO sighting in one part of the country. Whenever the national media picks it up and runs with it, suddenly you’ve got millions of people watching the skies and reporting sightings of unidentified flying objects. The next thing you know, you’ve got the media reporting that “new UFO sightings are taking place around the country.”  Call it the power of suggestion or whatever you like – but it seems to be a strange artifact of human behavior. People see what they are told to expect to see, and very few ever bother checking to see if the original source was even correct.

Do not trust your news reporters. Do not trust your politicians or your governmental leaders (they simply go with the flow of popular opinion).  Trust your own instincts and check out the facts for yourself! Swine flu?  The seasons are changing. It’s flu season people, chill out.



Filed under: CIA,Disinfo,UFOlogy,UFOs — Tags: , , , — RyanDube @ 6:44 pm






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