|Photo by Bryce Zabel|
"Old map navigation" included frequent sick dreads provoked where you didn't know where you were, believing you missed a turn, and were too sparsely punctuated with little dopamine squirts provoked by locations joyfully confirmed. Not so, currently.
Those days are passed. Now it's all dopamine.
Entailed is the perceived attendant clutch of needy ufological cats (Conference participants) refusing to be remotely herded. This ablates, always!
Mix in some intimate knowledge of the dangers of nuclear power and their brother weapons of mass destruction, and then leaven all that with the breaking mainstream report that... radioactive 747s are arriving, presently, from Japan! Your worst fears seemingly realized, reader, on the first day of your same-themed conference painstakingly produced for months... Well, that may produce some tears from the strongest man. We will say no more regardingtears produced by Dan Lauing.
No, their effect was explored. Their consequence was investigated. Their implications were considered. Their history was examined. Their abject and utter strangeness was regarded. There's a lot more going on with UFOs than what one sees in the usual yellow pages, eh?
For the attendee paying real attention? This conjecture was born out rather well in a manner acceptable where it wasn't objective and enlightening... where it wasn't specific, for my money... a wholly productive, ultimately useful, and decidedly unusual affair it proved to be, if you're paying attention.
Little on nuts and bolts of UFOs, agreed, but these corporeal craft strongly suggest "organized" occupancy. They suggest something so extant if enigmatically forsworn in day and night time skies. They would seem to have a decided and existential impact on all manner of persons Ms. Carlsberg beautifully iterates. It is high strangeness compelling the compelled, who in turn illustrate it for the rest of us. Thanks, Kim.
The 'other' as potential, perhaps, to step up... not to be cast back to fiery pits of a jealous God's damnation! Better, then, not worse... and? Inevitable, anyway! See what can be perceived paying a more non-predisposed attention?
"Amour Mama, not cheap display!" Joni Mitchell
|Sam and Julie in repose!|
Mr. Maranto underscores the unavoidable consequence to our social system, organs of authority: losing relevancy or credibility and earning only enmity for their stark betrayal of our trust in these UFO matters, et sig al. These won't evade public wrath forever.
|Frank n' Stan!|
Marcel regales the listener as regards how he held flying saucer flotsam in his hands as a child... Show me how this man, a hero in deed and accomplishment by all measures, can fabricate the story as a lying ruse and provide for the remotest dishonor to himself or others including family and friends. Closing on Marcel, here was the ETH so far up the listener's nose one feels its knees pushing in top teeth!