Critical Prose & Poetic Commentary regarding UFOs and their astonishing ancillaries, consciousness & conspiracy, plus a proud sufferer of orthorexia nervosa since 2005!

Saturday, February 17, 2024

Mrs. May and the Incorrect Drawing


Mrs. May and the Incorrect Drawing

by Alfred Lehmberg

One week after the "Flatwoods Monster" incident on September 19, 1952, witnesses Mrs. May, one Eugene Lemon, and newspaper reporter A. Lee Stewart, Jr. were fervently sought out to appear on a nationwide television talk show in New York called, We the People."

The trio was interviewed by the host Daniel Seymour. Seymour was a huge National figure at the time. We The People was a News Magazine show featuring human interest stories and aired weekly. It transcended mere popularity and was heavily followed.

Before the show aired, "monster" eyewitnesses May and Lemon sat down with an artist in the studio. They would speak with this "artist" about their encounter with the so-called "Braxton County Monster." The purpose was to have some illustration for the TV cameras.

As they gave their descriptions of “a towering mechanical figure”, the artist would simultaneously draw HIS impressions in a pencil illustration of the "Monster" on a large poster board. The fulsomely inaccurate drawing was wholly misinterpreted by the artist! The figure portrayed was of a claw-waving "monster" outfitted in a cloth garment wardrobe and wearing a sweet-sixteen pleated dress like a bobbysoxer! It missed the mark by a parsec!

We only now know of this artist's inaccurate portrayal after trained Illustrator Frank Feschino, Jr., investigated this case and revealed the facts and details! We have become much better informed than a skirt-wearing claw-waver in a Dracula cape!

For years Feschino interviewed witnesses at length and was informed an "informed" otherwise! Feschino produced more effusive and accurate renderings of the “figure” during his interviews with these key witnesses, and when he interviewed Mrs. May about the "Monster" he asked, "Did it look cloth-like or metallic?"

She answered, "No! It looked more metallic." Moreover, eyewitness Fred May told Frank that, "...the figure was made of metal." He added, "It was mechanical; it was not alive. Maybe inside the thing, there could have been something alive. What I saw was either a small spaceship or a suit of some kind. Something it was wearing. It was mechanical.Mrs. May would add, "It hovered a foot, to a foot and a half off the ground."

The reality of the true likeness of the figure as portrayed by Feschino is a far cry from the original misrepresentation produced for We The People! Theirs was of the figure wearing a tunic top, a pointed hood, and a flowing dress! This unfortunate misrepresentation would plague the credibility of the story for years!

...Back to 1952, in the studio; the inaccurate drawing was shown at the opening of the television show and was accompanied by scary orchestral music before the three guests told their stories. The faux stage was set!

Reporter A. Lee Stewart told Frank Feschino, Jr., "The picture in question that always seems to be in a lot of the articles that I've seen is the one right here. In fact, the artist at ‘We the People’ drew that in New York on the actual day we were there."

Stewart explained the show to Frank, "They started interviewing Mrs. May, and then went to Lemon, which was all a question-and-answer situation. They gave me the opportunity of summarizing the thing in general and then finished with this particular picture."

After the airing of this program, the media and press ran with the story and further distorted the likeness of the "Monster"! This, of course, led to the incident becoming a dismissable folklore tale. ...But today? Today, we can know otherwise!

Flatwoods was only the end of the story, remember, regarding an undeclared air war with ET in 1952. It would seem to this writer that Feschino has provided for it to be a beginning of the current story, or the sense we are trying to make of this UFO thing, now.

Saturday, February 03, 2024

As Per Fermi


As Per Fermi

by Alfred Lehmberg


Corruption is self-destroying, isn't it? It doesn't seem to have the long ball on this planet, at any rate. It seems illogical that "aliens" would have figured out a way to make corruption, a hallmark of societal regression, work for them for the long term. We never have... and we've tried. ...Over and over again for naught but loss and misery. We try, currently.

That's what they, the "aliens," have done, though, if their "potential impact on humanity" is as negative as some would make it out to be. They've mastered an enduring corruption... somehow... though, still... 

Given the—howsoever tenuous—evidence that there are multiple species "out there" (!), this perhaps indicating at least a potential for some kind of  "struggle" between them—stay with me now—beyond what would be invisible... especially to us given our current observation technologies... so especially using sensory types of equipment that rank and file humans don't possess. Correspondingly, wouldn't we see the "fight"?

As per Fermi (?), we'd see that kind of struggle if it existed—n'est ce pas? Yes, I suspect so!  Nightly! Ebullient enough even for daytime! Cosmic war must be a spectacle! 

Too? We see UFOs, everywhere (?), but where is the evidence of the inevitable conflicts one would suppose between them, then? Curious. Those conflicts are not here or there... which just seems ludicrous given 7 categories of compelling evidence that potentially hostile parties are there... if not there in "inevitable" conflicts... or they're just not fighting, eh? 

Or not there at all? That's whistlin' passed the graveyard of the obvious contrary. Our existence only increases the existence of their existence. If we can think it, it must be so... what's created repeats, and nothing happens once. Humanity happened... ergo... ET must abound... ...and we would have them witness us screwing each other over for a percentage!

All it takes is one! "One-is-all-you-need."

No... Babylon 5 is real, out there... somewhere, reader, and minus visible conflict... or not! There's no evidence of their conflict we can detect... as that worm turns... though some, and notable, persons would argue; however, that there is, remaining, plenty in evidence of "them."

Besides, that old TV series alluded to was prescient given its eerie portrayal of current political realities. ...Raises the hair on the back of your neck, reader! My neck, anyway. Feel it raise on your own, or you might risk a self-neutered sentience, hard (not impossible) to come back from... ...we won't digress.  

See, everything you can think of has happened, is happening, or will happen, somewhere. More, of course, you cannot... "think." That's everywhere.... "everywhen, even"!  ...Even here. Even now...That's how big and filled with potential everything is... bigger than what is known... bigger than what can be known! We've pointed out before where that's a GOOD thing. ...Anything else becomes boring? Onward!

Moreover, the TV series above speaks compellingly to a certain conjectured civility aspired to (that we'd aspire to!)! This conjectured "elsewhen" in the universe of human imagination, this civility, is supposed by the B5 writers, among the extraterrestrial *others* "top-side"... * ...That civility intimated seeming to transcend what we are remotely capable of, here, in the real world—even in our limited microcosm... ruled (not governed!) as we are by a Monied, Psychopathic, and Authoritarian elite... with more ominous MPAs looming! 

Moreover, too? Our behavior, seen from *their* "alien perspective," must be, at the very least, unsettling in comparison... to be kind! Fly on the wall? We are entirely abhorrent in our observation, it is suspected!

...And, in comparison to what? Yeah, we may be "prince" or "princess," beings of shining light—but I don't think so. I don't think the reader would buy in to that, either. Humility and avoidance of hubris dictate such is likely not so.  Still, we can aspire to greatness for its necessary lack of hubris... the antithesis is despair's desolation and disaster.

If we accepted that human beings, generally, have at best a myopically shallow view of a "real" universe, perhaps we are ready... more than ready (!)... even deserving of the shock and disruption that the birth of our gross humanity (into a multi-verse of other beings?) is sure to bring into being! Consider that! "Born again," for real, into the new existentiality!

Comes the concrescence, eh?

Hey! No one asks the CHILD—spat forth unceremoniously from its indifferent womb on this planet—whether the shock of that birth is an inconvenience to it! Our admonition would be to just suck it up, it's the way things are... the fetus must leave the womb—a child its crib... "...don't be a baby"! [g]. Staying in the "womb" or "crib" is just not an option. It's DEATH! That's fundamental understanding!

So it is, also, for the "birthing" of a post-concrescence total humanity... one suspects, of needs ejected from the womb of this world. Millions of fervid individuals (respected real currency galactically, perhaps!) ..."graduating" into the wide open universe at large... ...w000000000t!  Again... comes that concrescence.

Our "quantum birthing" shan't be over-mourned by the same token... and for the same reasons. ...See, it's the way it is. Suck it up. You know, "joy beyond the shame, satisfaction beyond the shock, and fellowship, good readers, beyond the offense." Don't remain a baby, ever and always. Flatly, you can't and so shan't.

Restore John Ford! Now!

Sunday, January 14, 2024

Iron's Unrecognized Irony


Here's a song about some stuff 
I'm holding in my hand.* 
It's an element of metal... 
near as common—made from sand.
It's as used as it is common... 
somewhat vulgar, mean, and crude. 
Oh sure, it's changed your history
caused much pain—but grew your food!
See, it's simmered into plowshares, 
when not folded into swords
it's used for span in bridges
 over valley, bay, and gorge!
It's "cage" and "gun," or "printing press"; 
it's built our structures high
so high they sway in winds like sails 
while scratching at the sky!
It made its mark in history. 
It's even named an Age!
It's called the "Age of Iron" 
when it's written on a page.
For all its notoriety... 
it is humble now these days, 
un-reflected and forgotten, 
though it's wrought in charming ways.
...Forgotten is the *magic* 
of what happens when it's forged
...See, this element of IRON earns respect! 
It shall not be ignored!
And yes... perceive pure magic! 
It's a miracle's been made 
...there's something "GOT for nothing." 
Yes! Nothing's what's been paid!
Our physics is depleting, 
and so is what we "know." 
Iron has some "quality."  
It is the "seed" that's sown.
The eggheads walk around it
gloss it over, and pretend
that the physics are beyond us, 
"just at present," they'd contend.
Do they miss a "bigger picture" 
in their aggrandized denial? 
"One plus one" makes "three" with Iron; 
is shock so stern and final?
"One plus one makes three (!) with Iron"? 
It's heresy I speak! 
"A free lunch is *immoral* 
and *offensive* (!?)—it can't BE"!
Conversely, Iron's miracle: 
it's the provenance enjoyed, 
from ships to shoes to sealing wax... 
to cabbages, and... Freud.
You owe it your existence
it produces ALL you are. 
You owe it your reality
that's not a bridge too far.
You owe it your survival; 
it's the draftsman of your dreams. 
It's Iron making possible 
every THING that's dead or breathes!
It’s the reason that there's cobalt, 
or there's nickel, copper—zinc
It's the reason for selenium... 
Donald's platinum bathroom sink.
A creator of ALL after it
a womb of stellar fusion
it's here is where the magic's made. 
I assure: it's no illusion.
Iron's cooked in monstrous stars. 
It's the last thing made by fusion! 
It's here the magic shall occur, 
the result of a "contusion."
See, it takes a star's tremendous size 
and burning very brightly 
to degenerate the silicons 
that "fuse" for Iron's, *Icy*...
Sand is "fused" together 
for this miracle of Iron. 
One plus one makes two you'd think (?)—
but watch the magic happen!
The Iron is more "special
than the stuff that made it up! 
One plus one is *more* than two; 
it's fact, you look it up!
What is changed (?) in property (?) 
exceeding "sums of parts"? 
What cosmic free lunch oddity 
gives eggheads fits and starts?
How does Iron cool big stars? 
How's it suck up all that fire
The star begins to fall into ITSELF! 
Collapsing, Gods conspire!
The star shrinks in contraction 
towards the center of its point—
the acceleration's hellish 
and it's time that slows—"disjoint."
A place is reached where it gets *hot*
...many billions of degrees, 
protons and electrons 
charge neutrinos—cosmic sleet!
This rain of fierce neutrinos 
bastes new Iron fusion's made, 
and all remaining elements 
are prepared as Iron's braised!
See, abruptly sucking "heat" up 
like a cosmic cube of ice (!), 
it's Iron makes the star go out
—the star implodes—a vise!
The fall is monumental! 
The acceleration's hellish! 
Matter's smashed together 
in an angry blistered anguish!
The fall's so fast that time is slowed, 
and speed is kicked up, fast; 
its force is irresistible... 
...then? It meets itself! ...At last!
...Rebounding comes explosion 
that the *physics* still demand. 
The star "explodes"—read "fuses"— 
new "elementals," understand?
...Everything from helium 
to 'unoctium is fused...  
from matter that is tortured 
and tormented, read... contused!
Consider: "ultra-violence
un-imagined which contrives
—to SCATTER all that contents
all the stuff that we'll desire!
...And from the gas and chunks of rock
and metal bits galore
new suns are born to light the sky... 
...around them, planets form...
On these planets carbon stews, 
and seeded from the sky? 
The life that's all around us 
starts to live, evolve—and thrive!
The Iron coalesces 
all that stuff supporting you
and with ironic sentience, 
you observe its pristine truth.
...Stuff happens out of nowhere, 
a result of Iron's seed
and so explains these words you read—
Iron's gift to you, from me.
What's this to do with UFO's? 
Well, Iron's made them, too. 
They're closer to the answer, 
to that "free lunch" I construe.
See, they are there as we are here
 "Nothing happens once."
We are, ourselves, that proof of them
a reality confronts!
They've likely had this fusion
—put the process to their use—
understand its implication... so for us?  
We've no excuse!
Something comes from nothing, 
and the proof's in singing stars! 
Iron's in the magic 
that is made to color Mars. 
The redness of his dirt is such 
to teach us, as he must, 
that it MAY be we spin our wheels 
to work for dross and dust.
If Iron is the way God rolls 
in every place but here, 
then it may be we work too dear 
to stay this course we steer.

But for iron?  There is nothing beyond iron!

Heavy Iron is still a light element, actually. It is lowly positioned in a periodic table we humans use, perhaps, to help us reinforce our infuriatingly pathetic and arrogant—our obstinately maintained—ignorance... regarding the world in which we live. This would be an especially vile ignorance regarding our inability to grok stuff in the aggregate multi-verse without the invariable "malice aforethought"... See, it's all "bigger" than we knew, know, or can know, eh?  Gawd, but we're stupid, and worse than that, we're "stupid" knowing better. That's what I mean by "malice aforethought."

Beyond the suppositions regarding conclusions of the aforementioned ignorance? A silicon atom fuses with an adjacent silicon atom to produce noble Iron in stars bigger than human imagination!

Forgetting for a moment its extraordinary potential in an equally "magical" magnetism**... Iron also has an elusive physicality that may not be fully appreciated. See, as Iron is produced in these mind-numbingly monstrous stars, a produced-from-nothing 'ability' materializes in the newly formed gargantuan Iron crystal at the center of that star—as if by sorcery—to magically suck up the ambient heat in a profound and mysterious way!  Some unique synergy is realized in the new iron not present in the old silicon turning it into a heat sink just not there before. Where does the heat go? 

Verily, this instantaneous and newly formed "heat sink," where none was before we're reminded, sucks up ambient heat exponentially like a big cake of dry ice magically appearing at the center of a campfire! The "fire" goes, decidedly and abruptly, out!  

...Begins the productive apocalypse!

Concerning the star? It was the anxious activity of a furious fusion fire keeping trillions upon trillions of tons of degenerate matter aloft, at all, in the star's ablating and inflated atmosphere... in the first place! That awful fire's abrupt cessation consequently causes an implosion as the previously expanding energy, the energized matter allowing for the stellar inflation at all, suddenly has nowhere to go... but down. "Down" is from a big place on a star...

Said stellar matter is crushed to a central point (and beyond?) at a speed approaching the speed of light...<>...and then, at last...
—the terrible "irresistible force" meeting the equally terrible "immovable object," its own self—
...there comes then the titanic and re-percussive explosion (more understatement)an explosion transcending time, space, and as I said, imagination.  The accelerated matter hits the center point and... well, "rebounds" won't do the production justice, at all... words fail...

Remains... it is in this terrific and titanic if rebounding explosion that all the rest of a material reality is hammered out and wrought—fused into being—all that is known and unknown, all that was, is, and will ever be. From a lover's lips to huge warships, reader—scattered to hungry space... all a result of the creation of Iron. Joni sang of billion-year-old carbon only to breathe on the subject of this magnificent creation!

Spider Robinson, humanist and writer, once wrote: "God is an iron." I would amend that slightly to say that God probably IS Iron. But for the miracle of Iron's creation as a creator, all that we know, will know, and will NEVER know, would simply cease to be. See, it's the element iron doing the heavy lifting in THIS universe. That's a god's power. 

...From ships to shoes to sealing wax
to cabbages, and... Freud.

**Magnetism was mentioned above... and iron's affiliation with it. Another "something for nothing," a strange result of the last thing made by fusion, alone... is a force, forget gravity (!), stitching even far-flung galaxies together into a vast cosmic web! New discoveries about this communicative property of magnetism across expansive distances are being made every day... comes the concresence!

Tuesday, January 02, 2024

On The Subject Of Social Security

On The Subject Of Social Security

by Alfred Lehmberg

On the subject of Social Security: It's the rare human being who can appreciate what they haven't worked for, sure! We're conditioned that way—trained to self-reliance! We all understand this, even to a man and woman. ...Reason and logic then dictates that a gift-receiving person is not a served person but a person made indebted or even enslaved. "Free stuff" is a bane and not a blessing. The Republicans would appear to be correct.

Well, no. They would be correct only if Social Security was a dole or a gift or a handout... an "initiation" and not a "reaction." It is a reaction! See, you earned every effin cent. You paid DEAR into it, citizen, and Social Security (forgetting Medicare) have only ever been the wages that your employer should have been paying you!!! Do you get that!! Jesus H. Christ!

It is a reaction to Walmart/McDonald's like corporations paying slaves wages to harried employees so taxpayers have to pick up the dime via Food Stamps and Medicaid later on.

It is a
reaction to dwindling pensions and health benefits, from predatory transnationals to middle-class families quickly sliding to the squalor-status of the working poor!

It is a
reaction to decades of wealth trickling decidedly UP since Reagan, while foreclosures, investment failure, vulture capitalists, degraded Unions, and crushing debt rain down on people "beneath" them. True story!

It is a
reaction to privileged Americans not proud to pay a fair share and even gaming the system to pay less, hide assets, and weaponize monetary loopholes placed there, specifically, for their use! TЯUMP bragged to Hillary Clinton in a presidential debate that availing himself of these "legal" cheats made him... "smart." True story!

It is a
reaction to only using as an excuse the fact that "people don't respect and appreciate what they haven't worked for"... to abuse people, short-change people, cheat people, and prey upon people for an unethical pecuniary gain. True story!

Social security is not a gift or a handout. An employer pays the wages he should have been paying the employee and the employee ponies up a huge chunk in addition, as already pointed out. It is earned! Wholly, entirely, and utterly!

It is a humane reaction by people of principle in our Federal Government to reparate working Americans of the 99% for the thievery, graft, and predations of PIRATES in the 1%... endured since the founders of this Nation! It is earned, morally and ethically!

Republicans very profitably confuse apples and oranges to come up with their own soiled adult diaper. At best they are disingenuous; at worst they are faithless hypocrites, craven liars, and gloating psychopaths. That's still lipstick on a pig!

Expand Social Security. We wouldn't need to if a reasonable employer paid a reasonable wage. Why... it may be immutable that they cannot be reasonable? Hence, Social Security becomes necessary. Yes! It becomes a necessity!

I'm a veteran of air combat and hold a Bronze Star, so step off as regards my patriotism, but it occurs to me that the Socialist aspects of our National Society are the only thing making the United States, and remotely, a worthwhile Country to live in, at all.

At 75, I've lived frugally, saved my money, and secured a military pension ... but it's the socialism of Social Security and Medicare that allows me ANY. Dignity. At all.

I offer we might embrace that which has proved to be worthwhile and eschew that which would relieve us of same. RESIST AND VOTE!

Friday, December 22, 2023

...Immoderation... Matter, Mind, And Movement

It's interesting that "Orrin Hatch" 
(once Senator from Utah?) 
had a message of *concern* 
for Utah's parents. 
If their children want environments 
that are "clean" and "unpolluted"—
 What says "stunned credulity" 
but this lack of sentient conscience. 
I think it must be obvious; 
he is, himself, unconscious!
Yes! If kids are asking questions 
where the bigots fear to tread, 
"then they're smoking marijuana"—
"popping pills," or so he said!  
I suspect if showing conscience 
is resultant from "as such"!
 Well, then plants like marijuana? 
Be encouraged with our trust!
I bring this up to illustrate 
an ocean of dementia 
that's an obstacle to common sense, 
discouraged... in absentia! 
Like... Folks who won't see UFOs?  
I'd want them disabused
that notion's unintelligent
unbrave and mal-enthused.  
See?  I understand the "problem set"! 
Its "questions" can get hard. 
Though, oblivious to evidence
one's head's impacted lard...
If your counsel to your children 
is your statement "they're on DRUGS"... 
that concern for our environment 
makes them junkies, tramps, and THUGS... 
then UFO's are fantasy 
that the devil has imbued 
to confuse and make us *sinners* 
"for an "anti-Christ" to use"!  
The latter, now, is sans all sense; 
the former follows suit: 
"Conservatives" are dim-bulbed 
and not at all astute.  
They're passed their point of all return, 
so they must stay their course.  
They cannot falter now, you see... 
or they're removed, perforce!
I propose my own philosophy... 
which includes what we might need... 
to shake some sense from those who bend 
the truth so hard it bleeds
 See, concern for flying objects 
goes beyond their colored light... 
light that's teasing and perplexing us 
and then freezing us with fright
Rather... these bespeak a future 
of a "treasure trove" undreamed
where partnerships of sentience "spark," 
with which we could be teamed!
There's new "genesis" and "provenance," 
plus, fact's interpretation
—substantial records!—...those not "altered," 
provide some later "validation"; 
remaining: how we live our lives 
and how we treat our "brothers..." 
not pimping out our sisters... 
not hating one another!
Time's now spent evolving ways 
to foul this ship we fly, 
to denigrate our daughters, 
or to covet, cheat and lie
We must cease this base behavior 
if we want to gain success—
if we want some satisfaction
and an end to our distress.
See, I think we're judged 
as we betray... 
the members of our race, 
or how we treat our strangers—
treated, now, with vast distaste. 
This is how a UFO 
is WRAPPED in "social science." 
We're compelled to find consensus 
to assure them... our reliance!
Now, how, the hell, to get that done... 
or find that kind of grace...  
"Answers," friend, are just not "found"; 
answers, Sir, are "faced"!  

We first and foremost, 
respect OURSELVES...
 and spread respect around! 
We don't eschew indigenes! 
 It brings the spirit down. 
To love all life (to love ourselves!) 
we give up on the lies 
which have complicated consciousness 
with trappings we'd despise.
Less is more we would discover 
as the saucers coast and land! 
Human beings decrease their "mass," 
and begin to UNDERSTAND 
that they've no RIGHT to deprecate 
a living... breathing planet—
that profit takes a back seat 
to one's common sense... goddamn it!
Why, the money $pent on conflict 
for ambitions of the few 
could renovate this planet 
to conditions grand and new!
The Earth becomes a garden 
when we give her our respect. 
She showers us with bounty 
for the love that she detects. 
The forests that are saved translates 
to freedom we can share—
freedoms from disease we face, 
and freedom from our fear! 
 See, "Less is more," provides for plenty 
as you eat a better food—
not plugging hearts with HVO, 
consuming like a stooge!
There's more on that... but we're not there,
that's for another time.
Currently, our hypocrisy
is the thing to force our rhyme... 
The Earth, robust and healthy, 
beats mere dollars in the bank
and energy production is a "snap" 
if we were *frank*!  
If we conserved, were frugal
and abstained from senseless waste—
if we displayed sincerity 
to the creatures now displaced... 
well, we could live upon our Earth, 
and respect what we'd recovered;
And the saucers would descend to LAND, 
and welcome us like brothers!
This philosophy's a triad 
of the quadratures perceived. 
It's matter, mind, or movement, 
and it lifts you from your knees!
The *matter* is environment, 
and the *mind* is who we are, 
and *movement* is the frequency 
of our TIME between the stars. 
It's all of Chronos we're observing—
a time so "long," in fact... 
that anything can happen 
in its ceaseless yawning tracts... 
...from treating kids like junkies 
who are brave enough to care, 
to the marvel of cheap energies 
elitists hide, mon frère.  
From rampant sociopathy 
to the rules for fairer play, 
the multiverse can hold it all, 
WHATEVER preachers say!
From simple, single cellular... 
to god-like beings of light; 
from the depths of timeless shadows 
to a nova, clean and bright! 
 The multi-verse embraces, all, 
with arms of HUGE potential; 
that we "are" and that we "want" 
provides for our credentials.
It may seem that Orrin Hatch 
was doing all he can... 
to denigrate our spirit 
if he makes sure drugs are damned, 
but he is wrong to lump concern 
for matter, mind, and movement 
to the mysteries of drugs, their use... 
or WHY one chose to use it!
The UFOs, all by themselves, 
are never figured OUT 
in a dearth of "toleration" 
where we toss our filth about! 
We're under observation; 
you deny it, but it's true. 
Who we are and what we want 
shall all come down to >YOU<.
The *way*? It's moderation, 
to first tolerate new things; 
and to clean up as we go along 
is what a future brings. 
Respect the Earth, her honored beasts, 
and clean the planet up; 
sweet providence will spread her arms 
and fill our honored cups.


"All things in moderation," 
includes then, moderation... 
sometimes, it seems, "immoderate's" required! 
Like, one's disgust with ethics 
prone to lie and cheat and steal! 
Pursued, instead, the course that is... "inspired"... 

[...dreadfully sorry... that just got past me. I'll try to show more control in the future... not.  When it's there, it's there.]

One of the things we might be more immoderate about or intolerant of, though—given the sullen and convenient stubbornness of our well-moneyed opposition—is that there is a reflex denial of UFOs... well substantiated, still, in multiple categories of compelling evidence!

These include, as per the illustration above, the Histories in Text and art, anecdotal reports from multiple vetted witnesses, vetted photographs, physical trace evidence, and the statistical evidence described by A.D. Aczel, PhD in his Probability One. I've come to believe, think, and know, personally, to a degree... with regard to the aforementioned evidence, that one is attentive to UFOs and their ancillaries only because inattention to them seems unintelligent, un-progressive, and un-brave. That just seems so ponderously obvious to me. The mainstream remains obtuse and oblivious, or, they fake it real well.  My money's on the latter.

UFO's (...and pfffft on UAPs!), consequently, will not be addressed in short-sighted isolation of the "reflexively doubting"; is that fair? In other words: you "nuts and bolts" guys can cool your conjectured jets, I propose. From the beginning when Hynek refused to take reports of UFOs associated with occupants of same, the "scientistic" brigade demonstrates only how they have fallen short...  James McDonald was right to pick a bone!

 ...Not only more than we understand, but more than we can understand, right? Remember, that's a good thing... bigger shadows revealed in our increasing light are preferred to the antithesis of boredom!

Besides, where's it writ large that talking monkeys are to be the ones to figure it out, anyway, no? It remains: The "other" won't hop in your test-tube, submit to your measure, use your math, or be tortured to your will. No, they suggest alternative paths to our future concrescence.  That, and their ultimate sedition, too, eh?

Really. To come to grips with that high strangeness it might be that we have to have a greater "sociological awareness" of ourselves, consult some alternate shamanic traditions outlined by Terence McKenna and Graham Hancock... encourage an efficacious toleration for necessary individual differences (presently much too under-appreciated), and finally—keep looking... Out... not Up!

Secondly, an appreciation for the responsibilities of stewardship, as regards the ecological meltdown of our planet, is required. Christian "Dominion" is an arrogant, wasteful, and sociopathic lie benefiting the "haves" only... and wholly dismissing the "have-nots"!

Seriously, if we demonstrated that we had respect for our Earth, and for ourselves—any ufological question, I could assuredly bet, would neatly answer itself! Forget that we would save ourselves. In the meantime?

Revile and cast aspersion on a base-baiting, revolting, and uninspired Orrin Hatch without moderation, and... Restore John Ford!

Former Sen. Orin Hatch,
Revile this gorm drongo!

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Errol Bruce-Knapp, of UFO UpDates, Strange Days — Indeed, the Virtually Strange Network... ...and the coiner of the expression &qu...