Justification

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

Thursday, November 20, 2025

Klasskurtxia, Be Not Proud!



"Do not be too quick to condemn the man who no longer believes in God: for it is perhaps your own coldness and avarice and mediocrity and materialism and selfishness that have chilled his faith." ~ Thomas Merton



Klasskurtxia, Be Not Proud!
by Alfred Lehmberg


Where it counts... in the aggregate and all'round? As a human species, allegedly "self-aware," and "cogent," ...are we not insipid, cowardly, and stupidly inept as a collection of "reasoning" beings? 

No? Is this not fulsomely dictated to any observing individual aspiring to conscience, and abundantly, given even the remotest attention to current events? Is it not true that ALL of our avoidable woes are a result of the choices we have made, always? …Or more to the point, the choices we didn’t make. 

Let's forget God's providence. No God will be there to bless us or abandon us. Verily, our existence is all on us, adrift in a creation we can neither define nor truly understand... presently, if ever. This is even as our errant hubris proclaims that it CAN, more or less, define and understand our nature and place in the cosmos! 

It remains that "we," those of us who must define that place where "hard rubber meets an abrasive road," are, and have ever been... the providers of our own damnation or salvation... only using thousands of gods we've manufactured... as excuses for our lack of understanding "of all things" under the sun! 

We're talking monkeys! What would one expect of us? 

This might be what a "secular humanism" is all about! This might be where we discover as a humanity, as a species, that we would be much better served respecting ourselves, investing in ourselves... worshipping ourselves! ...And doing that with all the same humility and humbleness we've extended to thousands of invented deities! Plainly, these dieties, a multitude of gods we only ever manufactured to do our bidding, have done that bidding, perfunctorilyas can be readily observed, anyway! Untestable faith is valueless to a species rising and advancing... it is "hopium." This is forgetting that some of that faith is unethical and criminal. The KKK has faith. 

No... we are our own invention, an accident of cosmic nature always, reinventing ourselves, always, to wit! Here we are, and after many hurdles of fate, too! ...This is likely not by the grace of God!

So, back to the ranch! Let's turn our eyes inward at ourselves, then, to regard for a moment a potential and ironic real cause for some of that insipid "cowardice" and "ineptitude" to which we have alluded above.

Enter, the klasskurtxian. Behold and weep!

Oh… he had a noble start. "Critical Thinking" was being cheapened for the masses by the too readily available alternative facts, especially via the internet later on... and too many of the cruelly psychopathic among us were misleading and misdirecting the credulous misled, and even encouraging some of these into some real mental illness! …But, as the inordinately officious and arrogant usually end up, his very honorable and well-conceived initiative quickly went bad

Think: Scientistic authoritarianism (...not scientific! Science can't be authoritarian by definition!)! That phrase? A foreshadowing synonym for klasskurtxian!

Klasskurtxian? This is a word coined in a mash-up of the names Philip Klass and Paul Kurtz—two CSI(COP) creating "heavyweights"—a mashup attempting to put some "name" to the aspects of their... for this observer? A cripplingly Anthropomorphic, arrogant, and altogether cowardly science "philosophy," one ever filled with obnoxious hubris and unearned arrogance. This philosophy would be counter to one more legitimately and constructively sought, eh? Remember the name Rupert Shelldrake...

"Klasskurtxian," it is submitted, evolved to be a graceful co-mingling of Onomatopoeia and a "clear-crystal" self-definition just begging explanation! It is a word meant to clatter concussively—if effortlessly—off the tongue and palate... like a big porcelain urn of live poisonous snakes dropped in the CSI(COP) Commissary to shatter dangerously on the floor! That sound. Hear the hissing! Hear the shattered glass! It's the sound of philosophical betrayal.

It has a meaning easily determinable just in context, eh? It’s not a complementary appellation... even not understood! It just looks and sounds derogatory! Oh... and it is. ...Of needs and for cause as we point out!

Philip Klass? He was the more fabulous ufological nay-sayer and unethical well-poisoner of the duo. We recall the time he attempted to turn Canada against the late Stanton Friedman when Friedman sought to immigrate there... Klass, in a letter on his letterhead, and scurrilously, painted Stanton Friedman to Canada as an undesirable! Klass was unsuccessful...

The effin' GALL! Headshakes are called for. ...But, that's ok... Klass wrote Friedman a big fat check later in another matter where Friedman caught him short on a disingenuous point... and nailed him for it.

Ostensibly, Philip Klass was a prominent aerospace journalist and a leading UFO "skeptic." He was also very well known for too aggressively, if weakly, debunking ALL UFO claims! To this end? 

He was often accused of cherry-picking evidence and using ad hominem tactics to fallaciously discredit even expert witnesses and researchers. Kurtz was to have said of him… “Yeah, he’s a nut… but he’s OUR nut.” The reader can Google this institutional back-stepping scourge at their whim! No links, a pox on his memory! Paul Kurtz… less famous, needs the deeper dive as the creator and provenance of this lurid CSICOPian morass.

Paul Kurtz, we discover, was a pivotal figure in the rise of organized skepticism in the United States. He founded CSICOP—the Committee for the Scientific Investigation of Claims of the Paranormal—in 1976, and later, perhaps caught intellectually short and hedging pecuniary bets vis-à-vis his lucrative "klasskurtxian" publishing house, Prometheus Books, and trying to rebrand (in the opinion of this writer), dodged reputational accountability, renaming it as the Committee for Skeptical Inquiry (CSI) in 2007 for a "new" start

His purported "mission"? It was to counter what he saw as a "dangerous surge" in paranormal belief and pseudoscience. He had a BROAD brush for any of that, as it turned out, and would dismiss new ideas perfunctorily on his largely unsupported dictate. That's science?

Who Was Paul Kurtz? Kurtz was a Philosopher and secular humanist: Kurtz championed rational inquiry, ethics without religion, and the scientific method as a foundation for public discourse… so… full marks so far? Where’s he go bad? …Well, to start?

He faux-institutionalized real skepticism! Kurtz helped transform legitimate skepticism from a personal, if factually based stance, into a bureaucratic machine of scientistic (sic) dogma! Indeed and verily! CSICOP became the corrupt "Vatican" of the "paranormal's" official denial! The patriarchy of bigoted officiality.

Then? He disguised that DOGMA as the governor on "rational inquiry," while claiming, disingenuously, to promote open scientific investigation! No! To the contrary, CSICOP often defaulted to debunking, dismissing, and deriding anomalous data before any full engagement or credible investigation was initiated at all! 

In fact! He and his ready minions refused to investigate that which he would then authoritatively pronounce upon! That’s science?

He suppressed the genuine anomalous: UFOs, psi phenomena, and other compelling "edge" cases weren’t just questioned—they were ridiculed, marginalized,
 erased, or canceled from serious discourse and discussion, out of hand! ...Ask Dr. Rupert Shelldrake, he’ll tell you!

Then there was the foreshadowing cast by the early Truzzi schism! The CSICOP movement started to go bad… so well-respected philosopher Marcello Truzzi, co-founder of CSICOP, loudly left in a huff, bailing early on! He would accuse Kurtz and others of "abandoning true skepticism for ideological [culture issue?] warfare." Ouch! Truzzi’s departure marks the moment when a full-blown klasskurtxianism began to crystallize

Morever? Money was being made... big money. Ask pro-skeptics Shermer, Magaha, Sheaffer, and Oberg et al... all on the Promethean Books payroll! We begin to suspect that "comfortin' naysayin'" makes great bank for those in catbird seats!

Reaching? Kurtz’s inclusion in the mashup could be a play on Colonel Kurtz, evoking “Heart of Darkness” motifs, and that motif's descent into moral and ethical chaos for the "system"... Our Kurtz, revealed as an ironic author of that which he opposed... but... that would be a stretch. Our arrogant and officious Kurtz certainly contributed to our further cognitive degradation, in the opinion of this writer… and how ironic was that

Degradation? Perhaps a worrying result of some phonetic twist on "curse" or "crux," thinly suggesting a burden or some central dilemma, one unaddressed and unadmitted? There is our encouragement to intellectual cowardice and species stupidity, ironically provoked by klasskurtxian proclivities and initiatives... proclivities and initiatives creating unnecessary "informational vacuums" or "knowledge voids" ...and them sucking in whatever is there to be sucked in... nature abhorring that vacuum! This, while making no real effort, scientifically, to provide credible information, perhaps helping to fill some of those "vacuums" and "voids"? At least a "good faith" effort, and not just the usual dismissiveness, denial, and unsupported and reflexive derision, the abject marginalization of the "paranormal," practiced otherwise!

...More irony! Kurtz wanted to rescue secular scientific sensibilities but only cast his ostensibly righteous science in the light of an uptight officialdom not investigating that which it was airily pronouncing upon, as we’ve already pointed out! That's not a good look for a perspicacious person or any serious sceptic.

Defined, then? Klasskurtxianism (n.) ...A satirical or speculative ideology that does not critique the entanglement of class-based power structures with moral decay, institutional absurdity, and the sad performative rituals of cultural orthodoxy. These are attitudes often expressed by the activities of short-sheeting charlatan 
catbirds, happy with the “way things are [...were!].”

Klasskurtxianism, used in a sentence? "The bureaucrat's devotion to klasskurtxianism was complete—he filed his soul in illegible triplicate and then burned the original."

No… Klass and Kurtz were duplicitous UFO skeptibunky bigots needing a more fulsome and descriptive appellation... So! By fusing these figures, one attempts to craft a mythic archetype: the institutional “gatekeeper” turned ideological “saboteur,” but cloaked in glad faux-rationalisms and driven by deeper fears—fears of paradigm shifts, fears of cosmic accountability, and fear of losing control over the "official" narrative. That last was the big one.

Another definition? Klasskurtxianism (n.) — A rhetorical and ideological posture marked by performative skepticism, institutional gaslighting, and the strategic suppression of anomalous truths—especially those threatening entrenched power structures. Named for Philip Klass and the Paul Kurtz archetypes, it embodies the paradox of denying the extraordinary while secretly fearing, so then ignoring, its implications.

Used again in a sentence? "The committee's klasskurtxianism was palpable—they dismissed the radar data, ridiculed the pilots, and then quietly encouraged funding for classified aerospace programs."

What are the more obvious traits of Klasskurtxianism?

Well, to start, it weaponizes skepticism! Not into some hard-ass but genuine tool of inquiry where there's "truth though heaven falls," but as a mechanism to preserve a comfortable orthodoxy keeping that same heaven from falling, at all, it is offered! There seems to be a palpable if ironic fear of that "heaven falling," is the suspicion... their heaven! 

Michael Shermer's a lapsed Christian fundamentalist, is the understanding, so this new fundamentalism might be a comfortable fit for many of them... still, it's peculiar behavior from avowed atheists. It remains, heavens that CAN fall SHOULD fall. We rebuild from that and always have.

Then? It facilitates "institutional duplicity"! Its public denial is only paired with covert interest or exploitation. Moreover, it is a “Mythic inversion” where the skeptic becomes the zealot, the unreasonable "religious" fundamentalist guarding a "truth" they refuse to name or substantiate! It becomes a Cultural gaslighter! It rewrites history to erase the anomalous, the inconvenient, or the highly strange. To what end one wonders... but the death of wonder.

Kurtz, folded into our term "klasskurtxianism," becomes the "institutional philosopher of denial" as his well-deserved legacy! He became what he abhorred. See, he was the one to provide for the codification of skepticism into a bureaucratic fundamentalist religion!

His legacy is tragically complex: he helped elevate science in public discourse, but he also helped entrench a form of gatekeeping that usually stifled purposeful inquiry into the genuinely anomalous! UFOs (we don't say UAP in these parts!) are a case in point!

Paul Kurtz, this architect of institutionalized skepticism, was the errant philosopher who codified doubt into an insentient, officious, and hypocritical doctrine. In klasskurtxianism, he’s not just a name but a mythic archetype: the "gatekeeper of reason" who, in his zeal to protect science, may have unwittingly worked but to ossify it?

A last definition to make the point fine? Klasskurtxianism (n.) A mythic ideology rooted in the legacy of Philip Klass and Paul Kurtz, characterized by a reflex institutional skepticism that only masquerades as scientific inquiry while actively suppressing what might be anomalous truths. It weaponizes reason and then distorts it to defend orthodoxy, often at the expense of any genuine exploration or science.

A last sentence? Klasskurtxia is certain where hubris outruns humility and complacency's convenient certitude outweighs one's unblinking honest inquiry.

So? ...More James MacDonald, who risked his reputation for empirical truth! Less Edward Condonwho embalmed inquiry in bureaucratic denial in the service of a lack of truth!

Closing… Jerry Clark, a serious ufologist of yesteryear, hated this word’s coinage and scorned it openly. …Only, one thought the Kurtz crowd was getting away with too much and needed a snatching up by their rusty and unserviceable stacking swivels. To that end, this writer penned a two-part send-up that took on Kurtz’s CSI(COP) [still in the website address!] point for effin’ point. Find it here

That said… intellectual cowardice, like simple cowardice, is a choice. Humanity could choose better, and has on occasion. Lately, though? We prefer the insensible sectarian to the sensible secular. We accept the alternative facts over the genuine facts! We embrace the ill-purporting authoritarian over the receipt-holding authoritative! Strikes one, two, and three! One ponders what belief in the afterlife has done to persons in this life.

Klasskurtxianism can shoulder some of the blame for this imaginational and intellectual malaise of spirit and courage, perhaps driving persons he was trying to reach back into the arms of their contrived and perfunctory gods. No... one doesn't encourage a person to their banner or sense of things by ridiculing, canceling, and dismissing them out of hand sans receipt! What's "hammered down" inordinately for (errant?) dogma's sake, only pops up somewhere else... just meaner. That seems plain to this loose-cannon [...if small caliber!] but aspirant staid observer.

Finally, Restore John Ford! Yes! Restore John Ford—a silenced witness, a forgotten scapegoat for klasskurtxian denial and misdemeanor! Restore John Ford—our reminder that truth suppressed festers, but it never dies. Restore John  Ford!

Saturday, November 08, 2025

Penetration... 1952!


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See? There WAS the "flap" they'd called it; 
fighters scrambled—that's a fact!  
Folks were seeing "something," 
and for daysimagine that!
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This was in the early fifties, 
when we loved our Uncle Sam.  
...Before we knew duplicity 
and began to understand.
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...Oh, and all around the Capital 
of the Nation with... the "bomb"; 
it's there in print and picture, 
and it's been there all along.  
UFO's were flying 
where the people HAD to look.  
Folks were clearly rattled—
Sensibility was shook!
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See, if the universe is grandly huge 
with "space" and "time" enough... 
to foment "surface areas," 
then supporting living stuff... 
then upon those "surface areas," 
as it's happened, life persists...
We did! That is proof enough
that elsewhere, it exists!!!
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Life does something else, in fact,
in which it is involved... 
It counteracts an entropy 
our physics claims is solved!
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That's the sparse obstructionism... 
our reductionists prefer... 
so's to make themselves "believers" 
When they all, then, self-concur...
Heat death! It's their "end of things"...
Where nothing really matters!
An existentialist's fervid nightmare!
See? Cold gets HOT and "Fat Cats" just get fatter!
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...STILL! There WAS a "penetration" 
of our airspaceso profound
that many eyes still watch the skies! 
What baffled ...still confounds!
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This started on July thirteenth
'bout sixty miles from town...
Reports are most unsettling—
are amazing; they astound
...An airline crew is homeward bound, 
the weather's CAV-OK
the ceiling was unlimited
they could "see for days and days..."
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...A blue-white ball of brilliant light 
APPEARED and matched their course
A staff of worried pilots 
and the stews all saw, of course!  
...Oh, and see astonished passengers 
as effulgence dashes passed! 
See blue/white brilliance zoom up close—
an awesome... stunning flash!
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...And, then to watch in wonder as, 
away, it hurries off—
"at a thousand miles an hour," 
and straight UP the pilots clock!
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The next day is a mirror
more "highly strange" transpires!  
A southbound jet's accosted then, 
and imagination's fired
Too, with that jet... things weirdly flew, 
then blinked on outaway from view!
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Still and all (and verily), 
and minus all pretense, 
they'd not hold back their "weird reports," 
to compromise good sense! 
Victims of futility
reporting what they'd seen!  
Ignored reports are cowardly; 
they're more than just obscene...
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Six strange craft formation fly! 
They flip their edges wide and high! 
These climb in graceful arks that night 
and breath is stolen by the sight!
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...Interrogations DID ensue. 
The Air Force pressed, a bit unglued
—but men and women saw, yes, THAT 
...which radar saw! This caused the flap!
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On these dates in Newport News,
reports came in! "Red saucers [flew].
They flew "a way and manner"—strange
Those who saw ... said, "flew [deranged!].
With speed "too high" and turns "too steep," 
these craft were seen to soar and cleave!
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In Hampton Roads, July sixteenth
a man is working late, it seems. 
He takes a break to go outside
to cop a smoke, one would surmise.
Looking south... a pair of lights (!) 
would zoom on up to pierce his night! 
Dodging back in tight U-turns 
they danced like flies to twist and burn!
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The witness is a man who'd know, 
an engineer of planes we've flown. 
"These maneuvers? Too extreme 
—would kill a fragile human being!" 
Joined by other lights that night 
the pair are four (!?!)due south their flight!
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July eighteen, nineteen—twenty
anomaly occurs aplenty
Orange/red disks fly single-file 
for witnesses bereft of guile. 
Radar sees them too, you know
a different kind of "seeing," though.
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Written off as "air inversion," 
targets seen, agree—concurring
Pilots see what radar sees 
and still some scoff from thick-skinned knees! 
Shooting stars, if sans their tails, 
moving up or down, detailed
"At all times," was their report, 
"they coincided [in cavort]."
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Eyes and radar would agree 
that what was seen? 
Was ...there..., indeed!
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On the airbase, five confirm 
what radar sees? The eye discerns
Pilots in that airspace see 
These flying disks are flying free
UFO's—tracked twenty minutes! 
Ten or more at once, they tell it, 
flying to the runway hard 
to scatter there like exploding shards!
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Moving solemn wraiths of light, 
direction changes out of sight
many saw them there that night 
at Andrews airbase, so... causing fright
...Too sharp turns in weird directions, 
from entities beyond conjecture 
—quicken my imagination (!) 
... Admit it, this is damned amazing!
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The twenty-sixth came by at last, 
and by THIS time there were folks aghast! 
"Nothing's being done," they'd peal, 
our "impotence" is plainly real.
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Government won't have a clue! 
Their impulse is to LIE to you. 
They give it "spin" and "obfuscation," 
then act just like it never happened!
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Though, jet-planes scrambled out of fright 
for threatened airspace stitched by *lights*. 
Our capital was ringed with *craft
which ruled our skies—and that's a fact!
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Interceptors, we thought hot
were left as though they'd simply stopped! 
...Pilots fooled when they "got out" 
to find they hadn't landed—ouch!
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Something *took* the sky that night 
and treated us like boys, no jive!
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We were children to what flew... 
these craft we SAW in fifty-two! 
IS this why we HAVE denied it? 
That we can't measure up? Deny it!
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That we are so "without a clue
as to what this "means" or what's the "truth"? 
Is this WHY we haven't bitched
that ridicule rewards our "niche"
Is this why there's no respect 
for people asking questions yet?
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This was BIG—it filled the skies, 
but we had trust that's now denied, 
and yes that trust has been confused
BETRAYED, discounted, and abused!
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...There is more than some let by. 
They're locked into "positions," s'why...
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Some have let the secrets fall 
where some would keep them—on their call!
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All convenient, arbitrary... 
All self-serving, cantedscary... 
All contrived to keep from YOU 
the answers you would HAVE! ...It's true.
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Think—if the news was really bad? 
They'd mobilize us—make us mad
They would use us in an army 
they would raise (but do no fighting!).
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No, First Contact could be a blessing
we're but told MUST be distressing... 
No, I rather think that one's advanced...
more elevated and enhanced...
...These are only suppositions
from what's been gleaned in inquisition
in aspiration for self-honesty
while witnessing our societal sodomy...
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See? Even facile questions would undo 
their method for controlling you. 
...Good Buddhists left to make the sense, 
as all the rest are "flushed and rinsed."
Toxic ego is erased!
We reject where we're debased!
Woke is not the joke deplored!
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Think, if power's individual; 
and autonomy is usual
then you provide your own belief 
beholding naught to priest or chief!
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This'll scare them—YOU, cut loose, 
independent ... full of juice!
This provokes the bare-faced lie 
that nothing "strange" flew Truman's skies.
He ordered shot those UFOs
Which ended up in Flatwoods... so... 
What's this, then?! Some bland indifference!
Some disregard for your deliverance?!


lehmberg2002@gmail.com
www.AlienView.net






Your deliverance, reader!

1952—a big year, perhaps the biggest, and at the beginning of the ufological imperative which was kindled in this writer as it happens! 1952—A psycho-sexual penetration of our national sensibility so profound that it is an assault too uncomfortable to act on or even be remembered by a slack-jawed and inadequate leadership then and since. ...More James MacDonald! ...Less Edward Condon!

Additionally, ours is a leadership decidedly not up to the task of shouldering the responsibility necessary to advance us into our looming future, that future roaring down upon us like the future's obligatory train! Rather, it holds us to the back of that advancement with duplicitous and abusive religiosities, succoring the adipose (fat) few at the expense of the hapless many—that few insistent upon an intellectual "three-field approach" to culture, when an intellectual "advanced-hydroponics" is attainable and called for! Carbon's not a joke where you flirt with turning your planet into Venus, eh?

Hey, I've perceived that the harder something's squeezed, the more slips through the fingers, eh? I've personal experience with same, and also? The fact that what's "hammered down in one spot only pops up, meaner, somewhere else." Another approach is indicated. Nay, demanded!

Running with this ball lateraled to us in 1952 would have led to a goal, I feel, "winning the game" early on! How? By providing, in 1952, access to a much larger "box of tools," the power "abundant to energize" them, and the progressive philosophy to make "efficacious use" of them going forward.  I wonder that we couldn't already be inhabiting glittering cities in the Asteroid Belt but for our dangerous complacency and the indolence of our bad choices...

We're fumbling that ball... and now but ape the monkey prosecuting its carnal knowledge of same... eh? Much more funny when not so personally humiliating, eh?

Restore John Ford!

Thursday, October 30, 2025

...No One Home... The Grand Exploratory Expository!

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TRUTH MUST ASPIRE 
TO BE TOLD TO BE UNDERSTOOD...
...TO BE BELIEVED...
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"Nothing is happening, 
has happened, or will
and little precludes us 
from "climbing" our "hill"
—as the "field" is LEVEL 
on which we MUST "play," 
"win or loss" on its surface 
is as righteous as plain!
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Our fascism's moral 
and shoots a straight line; 
our churches the ticket 
to heaven sublime
while we have pro-sports 
for the truth that it brings 
as our "balls" charge about 
on a throw or a swing.
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We've "rules" we've emplaced, 
and they're justified too. 
They cut the same way 
for the rich and poor, true!
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Too, we are a people 
who don't get confused
"tough love" for our brothers 
and sisters "bemused."
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We are best served 
by police institutions, 
enforcement of law 
as a quick "execution," 
Alt science becomes us
—so noble it glistens—
prisons get filled 
by its crisp impositions.
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The "rich" don't get "richer," 
they earn what they'd take! 
...And nothing is hidden, 
abstruse, or been faked! 
The claims of the fringe 
raise a frivolous fuss
no proof of "conspiracy" 
OR... "abuses of trust"!
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All is as well 
as is well as can be...
and the truth of this fact 
is what we, in fact, see! 
We're upright and moral 
and clear in our eye
then we're fairevenhanded
up front... and don't lie!
Unless it's required 
in the service awarded
to those of the faithful
Who are well rewarded...
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Conspiracy's ground 
from the shells of its nuts! 
Liberals quibble 
then prove they've no guts! 
Your water is "clean" 
and the air to be breathed 
is as "free of pollution" 
as it's "free of disease"!
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The Earth is not warming 
to threaten our poles. 
The hole in the ozone 
is blown from one's nose! 
Virgin forests remain 
to be used in due course; 
as our Bible has promised! 
Earth's our glad resource!
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UFO's fabled, 
or "seen" to this day? 
These have natural causes 
explained well away, 
and exploited for gain 
by mere thieves from the fringe
—these prey on the gullible 
and drive them... unhinged
This stands as a symbol 
for weakness—in kind
as a loss of one's sanity 
or one's rational mind!
Besides, what can these be 
But our angels and devils
who fight for our souls 
in an animate revel...
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These claims are ALL bogus 
and shan't stand the scrutiny 
which nurtures conditions 
to lead this cult's mutiny!
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We are ALONE 
in an aggregate sense! 
We're not detected
and "ETs" are nonsense
WE stand apart 
from the natural sphere; 
this MARKS our proud mandate 
to prosecute queers!
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See? We are the jewel 
in our crown of creation. 
None have achieved 
all the glory we're paid! 
We can depend 
on ourselves and God's mission 
to keep us on courses 
for which we were MADE!
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We have rejected 
the pagans and devils. 
We know a God 
that is loving and grateful
We are a race 
with a strong healthy visage, 
so we are best served 
by a God... ...in our image!
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We have a *true* faith 
unblemished and sane
and it's made from a cloth 
we MUST sing in refrain! 

Intolerance serves us 
(to keep our strain pure!), 
and our ethics condone it—
of that we are SURE
It's our faith and our trust 
in our Fathers (inured!
that our mores reflect 
what "the man" does is—pure!
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We have been BLAMELESS, 
and we have been FAIR. 
We've been COURAGEOUS! 
What's true, we've declared
Too, we had the vision, 
the talent, and drive 
to "wrest" from cruel nature
what allows us to thrive!
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We are the champions
There's naught before us
We *earn* what we take, 
and so take it we must... 
as our clocks do the ticking 
for us all alone
...there's no one else out there! 
...There's no one else—home."





lehmberg2002@gmail.com
www.AlienView.net

TILT!!!

If you believe any part of the preceding, I have some choice plots on the *dark* side of the moon I'd like to interest you in... and at the bottom of a crater never seeing sunlight! Go, and once there, so verily, stay! A person using the totem above as support and cudgel fills me, or ANY sensible, reasonable, and responsible person... with revulsion and disgust

No... we'd aspire to be sentient beings of passion and conscience... where those things can be remotely entertained! The "Trust-funders," those reflected in the poetry... that Koch Brother and Harlan Crow, the Musks and Theils et sepsis al, would revel in every line as right, true, and just! It is not! It cannot be! It SHALL not be! Hell on Earth is rejected out of hand as beneath human concern, any consideration, and begging but contempt!

See? Where's it writ large that men can inherit huge wealth and be justified in their abuse of the well-betrayed poor... by right?  ...Not around me, not where I can help it. "How do you define 'abuse,' dahling?" ...these smirk while hubristically preening. Why, that would be defined by that which you would abhor being visited upon you... dahling.

...But seriously, truer than not (?) we can cut to the chase... we owe it to ourselves. Cutting-edge science tells us itself that, writ large, everything we "know" is wrongmistaken, misunderstood, misguided ... imprudent, erroneous, injudicious, incorrect, or wrongly perceived, to make the point fine. We only have suspicions, IF apparently well-founded. That's it. 

A prudent person shows humility while being prepared for everything they "BELIEVE"... to go up in literal smoke at the drop of some thinking person's proverbial hat. Besides that, a literal sword of Damocles hangs above our very existence, anyway, given disease, the churning tectonic, and an increasing number of comets and asteroids flying nearby, just to start! Beyond that, we have a "known unknown" of abject factualities... vastly outsized by an "unknown unknown" of same....We must show more humility in this regard of our ABJECT ignorance in matters of the cosmic

The poem above is but a sardonic portrait of my opposition's self-involved prosecution of their very real criminal sociopathy. No lipstick for THAT pig!  Ironically, my opposition is as self-hating as much as it is people (well... black, brown, queer, and female of any stripe, people!) hating! It's ALL hate!

Currently, by way of adjacent example, but fueled by an unearned hubris as bloated as it is unfounded, too many—too quickly made—assumptions conveniently precipitate to a faux-religious and elitist impiety otherwise decried, real intellectual impotence dismissed by deluded "alpha attitudes", and an ethical impropriety... an impropriety that was ever falsely projected onto democrats: three strikes, mind, then... its gravid irrelevance called out at the plate!
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IOW? The Right assumed the purloined and unjustified mantle of a moral and ethical high ground and then irrevocably assigned its own perversion and perdition to the Left. The complete inverse of all that is found to be true, just given current events. Perversion and perdition were the Right's projection... only, EVER!

...Then comes their arrogance, the self-importance, and that hugely destructive and hubristic personal (and unjustified!) hubristic 
conceit. ...Next thing you know?

Why... ...lying to oneself becomes deriguerre and the order of the effin' day... right and proper! Only... Satisfactions based on such becomes harder and harder to achieve! Despair becomes the only condition celebrated! Wow... that's sad. Think about how sad that is. Regard current conditions... needless sadness... and right around Christmas, too...

Let's digress to a parallel illustration so as to cleanse the palate! Consider, *S*cientists lately bestow a current wisdom that, but for our propitiously convenient moon?  The Earth would stumble around on its axis like a fat, drunken friar. This is to suggest, perhaps, just one more "reason" for our alleged "rarity" in the universe—another inflating variable one must add to the Drake equation, you know, to push... even the idea of an ETthe obvious and ubiquitous "other" further and further away! Remember, though, if WE are here? ...THEY are there. Nothing. Happens. Once. We "happened"...

...If the case of this lunar effect is within fact?  Then, should there not be evidence for similar rotational frivolities from the planets like Venus and Mars? These are, indeed, two easily observable planetary examples which lack such a stabilizing moon as ours!  Is Jupiter heaving around? Saturn? How long has Uranus just been rolling around the sun on its side like a barrel as a result, perhaps, of one huge collision with an Earth-sized object billions of years ago? 

Too, there's the, I'm betting, errant presumption by theorists that mere stability is compelling enough to solely facilitate the life process, at all.  Too, I suspect that the unknown associative aspects of the moon upon its planet provide for moons... a little more "creative" than are lectured, eh?  I offer that's the safer bet: that bet being that we have no freakin' idea, eh? All we have are our suspicions... you recall...

Remains... These planets are either tumbling impropiciously... or they are not, so do try to keep an undeserved and self-revealing sneer out of any answers, can't you, you scientistically yet somehow vacuous skeptibunky swine? No, not name-calling, homeboy! It's Assessment! This has been but an assessment of current wisdom as any real wisdom, at all. The mere appellation of wisdom should make it suspect.

Moving on... to those trifling persons pretending they "don't get it" so as to buffer, imo, their cowardly facade—or pretense—of their "confident" rationality?  All appropriate respect to you, along with my condolences.  It remains, sadly, the practitioners of my sardonic poem above—a poem describing evil in its most pernicious, duplicitous, and misleading form—can just piss the eff off! Quoting the comics, I'm not locked in here with you. You're locked in here with ME!

Regarding claims concerning my accused dearth of "clarity." ...You are facilitating monkeys slingin' the "common wisdom" cack. Your arrogance is offensive. Actually, I'm clear as crystal while still remaining remotely civil. Moreover, my civility is an affectation I find increasingly more difficult to extend into a ufological debate, eh? See, even as I indicate my contention that you just go to hell, I'd aspire to an explication such that you might also... enjoy the trip! ...Learned that from my dad. I guess he learned it from Mark Twain.

It remains, presently, I don't have any "reflex" respect for nor will I easily validate your presumptively duplicitous, I suspect inherently mendacious, and finally ironically regressive reductionist's paradigms and worldviews; a rabid mindset of unearned certainty filling me with a revulsion so profound I'd rather give Eric Trump a tongue bath than suffer its least noxious imposition or weaseling meme. I trust this was clear enough? Everybody get that? DT? DE? DB? GS? JD? RR? ...Truth social?

Don't humiliate yourself going all "wide-eyed" and "concerned" wondering "where all the anger comes from" or why there has to be such drama! Such passion! It is because, good sir or madam, you choose to ask that very mocking question... or remotely express just that phony concern! It is outrageous and so provoking outrage!

See, the very act of asking is the proof you've had your head buried up your ass so far and for so long that you —or the best parts of you— have likely already expired in suffocation. Your facile concern for anger and drama does not mask your ready facilitation of that anger, provoking the drama in the first place! I don't create you. Your faux-certainty and grotesque arrogance of assertion creates ME!  

See? It's your behavior that's first offensive. Your authoritarian and unilateral, then autocratic and hypocritical double-standard regarding an unconscionable support for the few at the expense of the many enrages the empathetic non-psychopath! You sneer?

I sneer in turn. Your faith is not superior to mine. Your mores no more refined. Your ethics hold no higher moral ground. Your morality is no more righteous than my own. You've only ever demonstrated the glaring antithesis! Frankly?

I perceive my testable "faith" in aspirant science as immanent and superior, my mores vastly more refined and consistent, my ethics comparatively higher-grounded, and with a morality decidedly more righteous than any leadership's, my society's, any institution's, corporate body's, agency's... yours frankly—my whole culture's when it comes to it!

But wait!  All I am an individual who did what he said he was going to do, who stood tall when called to crisis, and who stood against that which required its opposition even when it was dangerous to do so! I look at the governing and leadership bodies aforementioned and assess them by the same rubric with which they would assess me. I find them, the same swindling swine alluded to in the poetry above, wanting, at best—criminal, at worst.

Show me your government, your institution, your corporatism, your agency, your bureaucracy — your church... and I'll very likely show you a collection of sorry psychopathic entities, in the aggregate, which are unflatteringly assessed by the fruit that they produce, only. Verily, the good that they do is interred with their bones, as the evil they do lives on and on, to quote the bard

Moreover, these entities betray the efficacious aspirations of the past even as they betray the trust of persons in the present day! Insult added to injury? These clear criminals will skate clear of recrimination—seemingly above the law!

That's just not to be tolerated... not in a worthwhile civilization.

What to do then? I must have an answer, eh? All this whining and complaining must have some kind of alternative "DOGE-cleaning" apparatus, putting these iterated problems to rest straight away—a way to expiate the anger and drama. Right? Well, make billionaires the endangered species... that's a good pecuniary start! Eschew the superstition and embrace a sentient science! Step two! There would be other ready steps following on!

"Cosi-Cosa," pilgrim! We make our own joy and are responsible, solely, for our own salvation.

Moreover, I don't have to have written the entire alternative score to criticize same, especially when the only one currently dancing is Dolores Umbridge—Argus Filch's sweaty and accommodating paw on her blubbery ass. Though I'll certainly contribute humbly to the thinking on a new melody... Too? Respect reflexively denied shall be pulled from the niggardly marrow of the offender's literary bones. See, it is not about finding answers to problems extant, it's about facing the answers that are already there!

Sorry, not I. I prefer Mozart to banging trashcan lids and won't succumb to the dictates or prerogatives of a superstition-biased right-wing worldview. I won't bow to its self-serving logic, its inappropriate arrogance, its unearned hubris... ...and especially its exclusively Cartesian artlessness— without a fight! ...Gonna have to kill me.

Rather, I'll hoist the black flag as appropriate, board hubristic ships, and cut the obligatory literary throats as I must with nothing for which I should be remotely sorry. "Dexter" in the literary flesh. No apologies, as it seems to be the muse-dictated task at hand, if fate assigned.

...More warning than ever given me; buckle in. Prosecutors of the poem above, gird your flaccid and crepey loins. I've girded mine.

Restore John Ford! Onward and excelsior!

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