Sunday, April 27, 2014

...Boxed Protocols... Mendacious Mainstreams...

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We ofttimes hear too zealous calls for UFOs of "protocol", and I, with some delight, must find... that I'm outside that "box" defined! Now why that "box" exists is moot, the "hows" and "wherefores" so much toot, but I have given up too much to go without a fight, as such.
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Though, why would I confide "delight," but that I fight a righteous fight, convinced—I am—that truth is served to combat "crap" without reserve! See, I don't do the "turned-cheek" thing; to strike me is to feel my sting! Still, I'll accept a "slap" I've earned; I'm not mendacious one will learn.
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I don't defer to crass attack, so I'm a "megalomaniac"?  I work with words, a tad contentious, so I'm dismissed as too pretentious? See, I would think outside their box, explore new realms and "undo knots"! So I'm the new intractable—my "thinking" then detestable?
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No, careful, I have kept my "screeds" to that which others may agree... is allowed in ones behavior... why, even Christ, who some call savior. I say I don't attack the "man"... of needs I must attack his "stand"... if  I find I disagree with what's perceived confronting me?
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"Ideas" are the paths I seek. "Ideas" can be checked for "leaks." ... "Aspect" is the meme confused, debated on these paths, in truth!  "Dictates" are dismissed outright.  "Proclamations" fuel a fight.  No one owns the UFOs we have seen to streak and glow.  Hubris haunts our skies we find.  We're not alone. We seek some sign.
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If "attack's" perceived as personal? I'd surmise: one's pre-conditional! I'd suggest: repost falls short, and it's that which "twists the shorts."
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Retreat in rage to be perceived as having lost the points one needs to keep ones place at anxious tables... precipitating sneers and labels!
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Friend, I've small patience for all that; to me? That's so much insentient crap.
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Too, give me one, just one example, a tiny shred of just one sample where invective or an insult issued from my words or conduct!  All you find has been provoked by hubris found, with which you're soaked, or crass insentience one displays when their thinking's reappraised.
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...Persons like one "Richy Reynolds," a scabrous scourge bereft of courage; a smearing, leering—crap-filled scut who owes me money... and a lot.* ...Or anyone who trifles me. Camembert? The cowardly; those who grind a backward axe can quite queue up to kiss my ass... Pettingill? Oh, he "means well..." but it remains. You guessed it: smell.
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...Hummm... It does seem I lack reluctance, my "tolerance" bereft abundance. I am quick to take offence! Too, specious sneers insure calescence. I guess I am a scourge, then, too... provoked to same! The same as you?
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...No! I point out your unbrave curse—do your harm! Perform your worst! From these efforts then we'll see! Ones real "being" then perceived: a churlish louse bereft of class, and every bit as bad as Klass!
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See, I'll attack "ideas" friend—read: stalled approaches some pretend. Too, that's the thing provoking this, this call for "rules" which I've dismissed. Dissent is "truth" one best allow. Or "Consequence" in just amounts...
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Too, I'd suggest "the man's" remiss in what he's done, the cause of "this." I would challenge his performance or face his affect so abhorrent... I would question fruit, you see, provided by his proffered tree. If it's toxic or contrived?  My conscience dictates... I decline!
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What we lack is all... humility.  So space and time contrives... futility.  We can't avail our Kingdom come, that's THERE to be availed, chum.  Space and time is promised—"vast"—where "everything's" contained... amassed.  All one "thinks" is found out there... and all one can't is there... to dare!
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See, I'd propose that UFOs are obvious and "SOMEONE" knows! Those quick to kill pro-active effort, or quick dismissing those alerted, those quick enough with poison pen but slow to cop their own pretence?  Persons like that Reynolds skunk—that "soaked in non-earned hubris" punk.  Men like him would foul the joint, erode our edge, and miss the point.
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Fifty years have gone, and how. Too, still the truth's obscured! Still now!
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What's "your" part in all of this? Explore that not and be re-miss...  ...Where is Richy's clarity, point to his sincerity, show me where his contribution has improved our institution... and done not but stir up crap that he provides with backhand slaps.
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Most, today, are led astray by those who use their skills "that" way. That "way" I speak of uses ruses, psychopath's profuse excuses; "earnest" and "convincing," yes, but detrimental none-the-less. These would lead one down "that" path, all primrose covered hidden trash... which pounces like an angry beast to bite you on the ass—at least!
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...It could be argued I describe... myself I must, to you, confide... But I am on my guard for that... don't take my word, though it's a fact.
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I think most persons reading this would vouch for me. Am I remiss? I am sincere, have "confidence"... if based upon uncommon sense, and won't deny I love myself, but not too much. It's mental health!  Seems that love precludes, you know, a mainstream's suspect status quo.
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See...Our "mainstream" lacks a "centrist" bent... required for a centrist's sense! Our "Mainstream" works to "void" and "sully"! Willful, it despoils and bullies that which "shall not" give its blessing! Angered, it is quite distressing!
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These must see the harm they do as they pursue bad cants... it's true. But they don't care. You're just an asset, fruit to squeeze, for juice, but face it. Chase their mainstream as it is? Be doomed to disappointment, friend.
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Trust this "mainstream" at your peril, it renders you as mute and sterile. It won't respect what you have done... 'cause if it does, it comes undone! See, that arrives right at the point where culture needs some growth! The point?
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...If "heaven" falls with just a tug, then what's its value? Pull its plug!!!
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What's beyond that heaven sought? What's new regards our battles fought? Single persons make that call... but few avoid new "protocols."
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"Protocols" promote exclusion and prevent the odd intrusion of ideas which astound... the "search for truth," agreed profound? Go along with what's "been done," so don't progress—and lose the Sun—as sullen "white" men have their way, their old ideas holding sway!
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These men inflate that "hijacked mainstream" for the mass's dim-bulbed low-beam. We would think they are the same, when they are NOT! We're not to blame. We masses are manipulated, our will is mocked and dissipated by the efforts in control of that which "mainstreams" bought and sold!
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...don't fill their mouths with words... as they'd accuse. I don't concur.  I may read between their lines... and garner, there, what I might find. Then I'd write what I've perceived they've said to meI do believe!
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Self-promotion seems the rule, though 'some' will 'do' for others, true. But I don't think I sing strained praises... for myself. I'd think it graceless.
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Others carry on and whine about their "talents"—how they "shine." I observe and comment gamely. I'm not sorry or complaining. I'd just show you where I stand. On "protocols"? They make me glad.
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Though in a good way? I think not. My saber's thirsty. Come on out...
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In closing I just want to say:  a Phyrric win, at best, you'll pay. That's the least that I'll concede. No surrender, no retreat.


alienview@roadrunner.com
www.AlienView.net


It's a "box" that's kept us from our heart's desire. It's a "box" that's precludes our satisfaction regarding the outre.  It's a "box" that makes an enemy of what might have been an ally…
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It's a "box" precluding synergy, advancement, inclusion, elevation, and actualization. It's "boxes" that would hide the truths, support the lies and keep individuals deaf and dumb. It is "boxes" that have held us down, tied us up, and shut us out.  This is of course apart from boxes with relevance and efficacy which provide for some kind of useful pattern recognition or utility.  It's the boxes fossilizing to dogma I speak about here, eh?  The former is not the issue.  Don;t even go there.  Desist, stat.  Retreat.  Stop.
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Reality is a vast, vast "market place of ideas," ladies and gentle-bunkies, ideas you know and ideas you CAN'T know, not a company store stocking only wilted vegetables and tedious memes of persons like the aforementioned Rich Reynolds . Breathe with freedom!
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Challenge your "boxes." Authorities require their questioning or they begin to feel entitled... entitled where they are not.  Answering challenges is a rational wage, reader, for assuming the mantle of authority—for daring to proscribe a box! That box by any other name could be a coffin for an idea... or a "safe-room," only, a safe-room where the danger is ironically locked inside with you!
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...And Stop!  I hear the whiny internal dialog, nip it!
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I reiterate!  I won't argue the need for some "boxes," scientific, moral, ethical, pecuniary, or otherwise!  We have to be able to take *stuff* to the *bank*... still be able to make predictions on the "long term" as much as is able and sane; still have the "minimal predictability" necessary to pursue some kind of happiness. Let's avoid the absurd. Thanks.
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Still, I'd guess the contention is access or egress to and from these boxes, but assuredly being allowed out of the fraggin' box, eh, even speculating on what might be beyond the limits of the freaking box in question. Secrets, potentially as disrespectful as they can contrive to be, are irritating at best.
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For an individual?  That box is hell on earth if "inside"... and a raging tease if "outside." Subsequently, I think this current airy suggestion for new boxes should be viewed with suspicion and unfavorably for that. Boxes render enemies artlessly created.
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Someone always comes up on a limit to the "box" and is nonplussed in some way. That's bad enough when the box has arguable necessity but intolerable where the box is contrived nonsense and naught but a sociopathic dodge for the personal gain of the "morally unethical" ...or maintenance of some specious status quo, preferred if bogus history, inured cowardice, or even hurt feelings.
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It's boxes that keep us from the stars; it's boxes that keep those stars from us.
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Restore John Ford!
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Read on.


*For damages a result of slander per se: http://alienviewgroup.blogspot.com/2005/11/smoke-and-fire.html

Sunday, April 13, 2014

...The Mainstream's Evidentiary ...



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Betrayal's a coinage that shall not be spent except where it's misspent against common sense, and I have discovered while out of that "box"—and as quick as a hare even fast as a FOX—the soul of confusion's at work with a passion! Confusion's the rule, or I'm just [gas passin'].
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Where is the profit embracing a tyranny, forgetting our history, or losing our memory? Many years were invested, much time had been spent; we all have a stake in this "other" we've sensed!
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"We" could try harder to show some respect for the base "rank and file" gone dismissed, I reflect. Betrayed by authority, beset by class cheats, these are the prey whom a charlatan seeks!
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Still, words are the magic I've used to convey a fellowship found in our world holding sway, so I must be insolent, and challenge these "proud," and knock them from towers and run them to ground, as persons won't often step up to the plate where the umpire's cheating—perverting our fate!
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Some carry on about 'data' and 'science', and bore on forever statistic's "reliance," protesting the lack of respect they'd withhold from the proactive drive of the more-active bold!  Science is wondrous, it quite fills a bill, its rules and its razors most circumspect, still... but it's not the whole of experience, friend...  use it for everything?  You'll misapprehend!
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The mainstream detests "us," that's where it's not keen, so true recognition's denied us all, see? The mainstream's invested in all the "big lies"!  A few follow "rules"... for their trouble?  Deprived.
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A pro-active effort's decried and demeaned, and a pro-social action's despised as obscene! Ones simple conjecture to help fill the "void" is attacked without mercy, abhorred and destroyed. There is no "discussion," there is no "debate" of the sort that's not answered with malice and hate.
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There is only divergence and dis-integration. There are base accusations with flimsy foundation. A pro-active effort that's made in good faith is dismissed with revulsion and heaped with disgrace!
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Too, this seems so reflexive, cross-purposed, and mean. What does it indicate? What does it mean? Where is the unity as shared by the "bunkies"? Petty squabbles help paint us as "dweezles" and "flunkies"!
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...We can be these flunkies, produced in deceit, awash in the system's complacent conceit. Confused by a mainstream that herds us like goats, one hand in our pocket and one on our throats. We're sheeple abused by a culture that's driven to hide an agenda so old and well hidden.
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Secrets abide! We would find its no joke... conspiracy rules, and with that, little hope.
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Some put the blame on an interested "buff," dismissed on a whim like they've sinned quite enough! Some go a-field to insult hapless people—expected to buy what they're selling, be real!
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Too, narrow the scope to a slender percentage that *science* would measure to shore up its image (?) and find at the last that their less is not more… See? They've closed all the avenues and sealed their doors.
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They don't reward diligence... a convenient retreat... that those "charmed" have assumed for their use. What deceit!
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The problem remaining? They've not progressed... from the first of last century! Of needs, I protest! Advancement's sub-glacial and shall not move on! It is tepid, distracted, too slow and prolonged!
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It won't get its air time as it shan't get respected! So? A change to the order of folks "they" neglected! Those who were "first" will assume a "last" place in a future the future will bring in its grace!
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There's more than is dreamt in the dreams of mere man. There's more than we would or we could understand. There's more than's allowed than is measured with "tools" which limit ones "reach" to the "grasp" of a fool.
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It's not the "new-ager" who howls from the dust which comes from the folks whom we thought we could trust. It's not the "fringe wacko" proclaiming his dreams for a shot at a book deal that some find obscene. Its not from an "armchair" the enemy comes, or from newbies who frequent our world—beating drums.
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It comes from a mainstream that most still pursue, though it "chumps" them completely and plays them for fools.  See, the "fringe" is a symptom; it's not the disease! It's duplicitous "mainstreams" causing scabs on our knees! ...And still they would chase it, fair caper and fawn, for mainstreams of psychopaths who string them along.
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Now me, all I'm seeing are lights in the sky, and folks whom I trust tell me "truths" and don't "lie." Too, my culture's the liar who fronts for "those charmed"!  See, it's the price put on justice that should cause one alarm!
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The cops? ...As corrupt as the lawyers they fear and the priests? Smirking pederasts who pander and leer. The media's fraught with its "too pretty face" who contrives an acceptance for a future disgraced. What is trust worthy in what we have now? …can't make a silk purse from the ear of a sow!
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Ufology's laughed at? Abductees demeaned? Researchers are wasting their time, losing steam? That mainstream is sullen and won't give an inch. See, if it does it unravels!  Hey! Son-of-a-bitch!
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One little pull on a thread in its cloak and the whole thing unravels! The cloak is a joke! It'll never acknowledge the work of Dick Hall!  It won't bow to SCIENCE or METHOD, at all!
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Real science? A threat to the old status quo! A jab in the ass of "the man", don't you know? Don't think for a minute that this "man" will play fair. Think anything else and be doomed to despair!
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So where are we now in advancing the truth? How can we but put what we've learned to best use?
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The tools in the shed have been sharp as a tack. But tools are neglected, mal-used or mis-racked. Scalpels spread butter, hammers crack eggs, while the mainstream's unsettled that "weird-stuff," has legs!
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A "gauntlet's" been made and that's not a bad thing, that the claims which are made should be checked in refrain..., but gauntlets turn ugly, attacks are then made which are seen as more personal... a wrongness put paid!
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Divergence is key to the treasure of choice. It defines our successes, puts range on our voice. Too, betray at your peril the people you need to support your "good" work, you will need them indeed… Practice exclusion and find you're shut out, just so much "passed gas" I was talking about.


alienview@roadrunner.com
www.AlienView.net


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At the risk of being "entirely incomprehensible" to the much too easily—and conveniently—baffled... ...or "inordinately unintelligible" to the too reflexively—and predictably—dismissive... I protest again that we are—all of us—betrayed by a "hijacked mainstream" and a "criminal culture."  T'was ever that indeed not so.
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This is a seeming obviousness remaining inexplicably beside the contrivedif "offical"point.  Are we really that unbrave?  Maybe you don't need to look for answers to the preceding but face the answers to the preceding.
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Some, like the former of the aforementioned types of persons, seem oblivious to this betrayal, and some, like the latter, seem decidedly ok with it, but virtually all of these persons function—whether they know it or not—to give a duplicitous faux-mainstream power, authority, and an unprincipled and punitive pecuniary punch, a punch wholly undeserved and unjust.  The "mainstream" handily abdicates its responsibility to be centrist—to become instead a foot on the neck of the individual remotely critical of it. How is this not so?
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As a failed public school teacher, I, among others, endure many years of lost wages as a result—pretty directly—for refusing to reflexively validate a corrupt and duplicitous mainstream in operation around me.  An unethical and unlawful one.
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A freaking "war hero" and retired military officer graduating Summa with a teaching credential from a respected University—not Yale—I was found to be unacceptable for any position in our education "system."  I digress, but still this ufological cannon-fodder seems willing, if reluctant, to step forward into the breech of the establishment buzz-saw to pursue this thing about UFOs.  Why is that?
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The row to hoe is ultimately unrewarding in the aggregate. At least not rewarding in the sense appreciated by crass materialists as yet unaware that money can't buy happiness... even as it is not even likely to encourage same, am I right?  Search your feelings, young Padawan. The best things in life are supposed to be free!
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With regard to the pursuit of this individual experience, it matters not the collected array of impressive witnesses and (intelligently) volunteered official documentation of that experience... even physical evidence, reader!  It matters not regarding police reports of anomalous sightings recorded in specific areas and times by professional persons with spotless reputations. It matters not the reported abductions, voluminous reports with regard to those abductions, or samples of the kinds of evidence it has been seriously alleged can be produced to support these, albeit, startling claims.  It matters not. The hurdle shoved before us is high. It matters not...  Remains that all this evidentiary flotsam does seem to be extraordinary.  Did it need to be extraordinary?
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We must embrace this thing still, for all our reluctance, fear, dread, or intense trepidation. It is our responsibility, our fate, even our destiny ...and I gladly admit I suspect the preceding only as a result of an enduring decades-long intuition, I remind the reader.  That matters not! I believe it is an imperative of our individual consciousness: admit this "other" and search it out. Search it out!
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Consider for a moment that quality big city medical groups could show interest in this contested "other," peripherally evidenced by these very peculiar abduction affairs, for example. It seems the aforementioned medical groups should be intrigued by the evidence that this conjectured abduction affair seems to be "a typical if anomalous occurrence precipitating a regional anomalous medical condition."  The medical groups alluded to should be justifiably piqued? Serious people should begin to take serious subjects seriously.  They don't.
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This "interest" is generated by weird physical manifestations—also be documented to a degree—which, in expert opinion, cannot be self-inflicted, hoaxed, or contrived, moreover. A curious set of affairs at the very least, reader:  implants, wounds, blemishes, rashes, and witheringly weird whatnot...
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Forget the truth or falsehood of these claims a moment!  The claimer might be willing to stand on some precipice with his claims, regardless, whatever the reader's assessment! The claimant might be willing to provide assurances (given assurances), that those claims could be backed... remembering also that evidence of veracity is demanded of this ufological cannon-fodder in a manner not remotely asked of church, institution, agency, organization, or state, only that which contravenes or invalidated the aforementioned claimant ! This is a glaring point for the rank and file of "interested individuals," decent persons on both sides of the bell curve but outside the loop of the aforementioned closed institutions I think it fair to add... maybe not.
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"No good deed will go unpunished," apparently, and "the evil that men do lives on and on... while the good that they do is interred with their bones..." These particular bones are too reflexively interred (with seeming prejudice) given the, to date, acceptable history of many of the bones in question, I find myself evaluating the judging more than the judged. How about you?
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"Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence"? Flying Monkey droppings. How so?
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That speciously unbrave and irreverently fatuous argument above regarding "extraordinary claims requiring extraordinary evidence" has been righteously (and I think reasonably) exploded by one Jean Van Gemert as a "think cloak" assumed to provide retreat for the garden variety skeptibunky, only. It is a clever feint into the obvious fallacy for an always "receding evidentiary horizon."
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See, this argument assumes that the "evidence" can always be made subordinate to an evaluation of the claim's *extraordinariness* which remains defined only by the skeptibunky and has no upper limit! The evidence, it can be arbitrarily decided, is never extraordinary enough!
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That's a sword cutting only one way, reader. It has no place in science (imnsho), forgetting that it's not the skeptibunkies, good reader, who are going to solve this little ufological conundrum for the genuinely interested, anyway! No, it is the intrepid members of a conscientiously courageous team individually (and bravely) stepping up to the hard-ball plate and expecting a clean pitch from a respected colleague who in turn can put wood directly on that ufological pill!
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In the way is the posit that we really don't want to know the truth.  It's messy, people lose their cat-bird seats, and have to pay for it.  Hard cheese.
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If an extraordinary claim requires extraordinary evidence, reader, then a mundane claim requires evidence which is correspondingly mundane! That's ridiculous, eh? A mundane claim requires the same quality of evidence establishing its truth or falsehood, no more. No less! I submit this holds true for the extraordinary claim, as well! Non-wavy Gravy for Gander and Goose!
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Another little mainstream chestnut used to prosecute its continuing betrayal of the individuals facilitating it.
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There are more of these chestnuts.

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Restore John Ford!