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Dr. Lynne Kitei And "The Phoenix Lights"
I hope Dr. Kitei has adequate security...
As for me, I'm getting ready to flex my ufological bungee cords once again! Cleats and hardware are metaphorically magnafluxed! Cables are checked and treated! Rip-stop anklers are snuggly fitted around my demure jumper's mukluks... preflight is complete.
All the required equipment necessary to live to fight another day... prepared for action! A chasm yawns!
...I might shoot myself from a cannon out over the abyss for this one... it seems it may be justified. I sense some lift out there in the hoary reaches of the provided unending space. I feel an exuberance.
A running leap into the ufological abyss ~does~ seem appropriate given the confluences of conspicuous circumstances in (and out of) a 'painstream' so disturbed and distorted by corruption and dishonesty that it can, only fallaciously, be referred to as a 'mainstream' anymore, at all. Still, some new light is communicated to me by Dr. Kitei through the 'official' and obfuscating smog.
But, back up, what 'confluences' and 'conspicuous circumstances' am I talking about?
I think Dr. Kitei perceives the following, too. Swirling together into serendipitous if unusual conjunction, and accelerating as they swirl, are cutting edge discoveries in the physical sciences, theologies, psychologies, and philosophies et sig al. This is compounded and multiplied by information technology, communicational ease and efficiency, high-speed data transfer, and massive data storage. All of the preceding is further compounded as a result of the realization by more and more individual folks all the time... that the 'official' versions of 'how things are' may not serve their best interests.
They likely don't.
Our socio-biological cultural view is stubbornly and irrationally homocentric and therefore wrong (...we'd be much better off culturally, ~socially~ functioning under an auspices that we were ~not~ alone in the expanding 'multi-verse'... even if we 'knew' we were...think about it). Our manufacturing base is geared to quick profit taking, planned obsolescence, environmental pollution, and energy wastage... and is therefore wrong (...we'd be well served by energy saving hybrid mechanisms built well enough to be heirlooms rather than rusting heaps replaced every few years...) Our facile education system is contrived to mass-produce blandly docile employees instead of critical thinkers and is therefore... ~so~ wrong! ...Our reflex denial of multiple levels of ufological evidence, from the physical through the photographic to the historical and the personal... is wrong, wrong, wrong, and wrong -- a slow, agonizing, and fretful demise and degradation for all humanity, I suspect.
Verily, we resist our cultural evolution and upcoming birth like we've dug in spiked boot-heels from the womb side of our evolutionary cervix. This is a metaphor demanding misery and death for all concerned, surely. Moreover, it is clear that the 'many' presently suffer for these (all too convenient) boot-heels of the duplicitous 'few'... in reflexive and self-facilitating denial.
Just lately, though, it may be that Dr. Kitei is in position to apply a little humanistic 'jiffy-lube' to those aforementioned boot-heels. Cosmic midwives might, hopefully, be standing at the ready.
Dr. Lynne Kitei is an internationally-acclaimed physician and health educator, a leading professional in the "cutting-edge era" of early disease detection and prevention, and is Chief Clinical Consultant at the (world-renowned!) Arizona Heart Institute's Imaging/Prevention/Wellness Center in Phoenix, Arizona. Additionally, Dr. Kitei has appeared as the resident health reporter for the NBC TV affiliates in Philadelphia, PA... and in Phoenix, Arizona, as medical consultant for KPHO TV News in that city... and has been featured on USA Cable, FOX TV News (...she ~can~ be forgiven for that, I suppose...), and MSNBC. Dr. Kitei also wrote and appeared, all over the world, in more than a hundred informational health segments on television.
Oh... and yes... while a ~genuine~ skeptic and in no way 'looking' for them at the start, she has seen more than a ~few~... UFOs. That's right.
On the night of March 13, 1997 in Phoenix, Arizona, a plethora of sober persons (numbered in the thousands!) were outside, anyway. They were there to cage a look at the (...still ~very~ mysterious...) Hale-Bopp comet... then in the evening sky. But an infamous comet was not the ~only~ thing in the firmament that night! This 'other thing' was ~also~ witnessed by many thousands.
Truth. Lynne Kitei, on more than a few levels, was one of those thousands.
What she saw and photographed was to change her life completely, cause her to reassess her entire worldview, and then bravely risk a substantial reputation to make some kind of sense of what she and many, many others had witnessed on that fateful night. She remains glad, I think, that she's buckled up for the ride.
She was ~naturally~ very curious, right off the bat, about this... ~huge~ occurrence! When she made casual inquires, altogether rational inquires I add, she was rebuffed, mildly ridiculed, lied to, made the butt of insulting sarcasm, and otherwise assiduously stonewalled! But Kitei is a scientist you see, and a suspect "status quo" was ill served when it tried to shine her on in the beginning of the quest imposed ~upon~ her.
...Authoritarians never learn, do they. They never see that their disrespectfully repressive approach is always their eventual undoing. Mash something down 'here', and it only pops up over 'there'... just meaner for the mashing. I digress...
The stonewallers tried to blow-off the wrong lady, indeed, friends and neighbors. A scientist like I said, she was also well keyed into professional media production, was a medical doctor's "talking-head" on NBC, and at one time she was even featured in a film with Nicolas Cage...
Can you smell, 'connected', good reader? Are you starting to rub your hands together, as I have? This lady has connected teeth in ~addition~ to substantial chops. ~I'm~ popping corn!
See, Dr. Kitei took a hard 90 degree turn right into enigma's yawning maw and, end-running the whole of our fatuous 'officialdom', refocused on her ~new~ goal (...perhaps life goal ?) of finding out what the ~hell~ was going on with regard to UFOs! She's very obviously strapped in for this bumpy ride, has fixed her sextant on this new "star to steer by", and hauled her ~ample~ mainsail. She has the "big mo" to fly down the cosmic rabbit hole. Her colors ~fly~, reader!
Dr. Kitei is a scientist like I said. She didn't see a weird light in the sky and then run off to join a crystal squeezing 'boojum' cult to say beads and worship runes (...with ~all~ respect to Boojum crystal squeezers, bead Sayers, and rune worshippers everywhere... it remains possible they've a puzzle piece...). No, she did her homework, she studied the evidence, she interviewed the vetted principals... she reviewed the skeptical opposition she'd too blithely accepted before... She did her research, brothers and sisters, yea and verily!
...A new world literally exploded around her. She began to suspect she was no longer (...had never been!) in Kansas, and Auntie "M" (...cubed?) was a myth and nowhere to be found!
There'll be no heel-clicking return from ~this~ Oz. Besides, who'd want to? As the reader may recall, a multicolored Oz was preferable, preferential, and more fully featured with potentiality than Dorothy's grayscale dust-bowl. Speaking for myself, I'd opt to stay in Oz. Another digression.
Dr. Kitei, to continue, was flatly ~amazed~ at the startling quality and abundant quantity of the evidence readily available for study! A scientist, so you don't forget, she realized that there is really no such thing as "proof" actually, only evidence, only ~ever~ 'evidence'... that one individual will accept over another individual as that proof. That 'subjectivity' remains to be the foundation of the final 'objectivity'... is a strange twist of irony... but, reach exceeds grasp or what's a heaven for?
She was absolutely ~stunned~ to discover the number of quality persons who report, at risk, the activities and actions of these strangely enigmatic lights and anomalous objects... objects steadfastly ~refusing~ to go away! ...And Persons exist, good reader, Dr. Kitei discovers, who are too many times dashed (by the system) on the seemingly indifferent shoals of the mainstream's abject and inexplicable DENIAL... of ~anything~ ufological or xeno-archeological or historically revisionistic, or remotely investigative of the darkly powerful.
She was ~outraged~, I suspect, to discover the head-in-the-sand, derisively mannered, and deleterious approbations from top level government, jet-setting corporate, or larded establishment church wheels with regard to UFOs! It became clear to her that, to this point, and for all the pain (and death!) of some brave and intelligent ufological worthies, ufological considerations by the conflicted mainstream were data ~driving~ and not, remotely, data ~driven~. Lies, not truth.
I can't speak for Dr. Kitei, but I suspect that her disappointment upon this gestalt realization of ongoing betrayal was, to say the least, profound... I imagine this disappointment was followed by angered resentment at being so manipulated, duped, and otherwise shined on her whole life by the duplicitous establishment... I may be projecting... [g].
Regardless, she's in a round of UFO Hold'em and already dealt a couple of aces, considering her reputation and education, ... and knowing that her opponents in the game have nothing but small cards in different suits, or, ~nothing~, that is to say... she's exuberated to play with the idea of going "all in" as the game progresses...perhaps?
This is, I detect, because she can ~prove~ the Flop, ~predicts~ the Turn card, and has already ~divined~ the River, I'm betting. The only way an opposition wins now is to lie, cheat, and steal... convince the water-heating masses (they disrespect) that UFOs are facile fantasy and anyone who wastes time on them is SICK, LYING, or LAZY...
Just thinking out loud... What could be made up out of whole cloth about the good Doctor Kitei to provide the rain for this refreshing parade she's, perhaps, about to launch at the grass roots with regard to UFOs? What character attacks must she stoically endure in the future? What will Kitei's "swift-boaties" assail her with".
Kitei ~may~ prove to be a rallying standard around which hardnosed physicists may consort with ephemeral philosophers and staid theologists should collaborate with exuberant humanists. It would be tres' convenient for the 'status quo' if she would 'get out' of the UFO business, I expect, nes't ce pas?
Her detractors ~are~ well behind the credibility curve with we the rank and file, and they lose more supporting relevancy every day. Additionally, Kitei has already filled her sails with a righteous east wind and can easily out-sail this bloated and illogical squall of card-carrying reflex debunkers... tack away from the cloying insinuations of pelicanist sturm and klasskurtzian drang. To wit: she's already produced the 'book' and couched that written explication with a video 'documentary' that is ~unsurpassed~ with regard to data following sincerity, legitimately compelling production values, and an all-enriching inspirational optimism for our unfolding future... ~if~ we let it unfold that is.
But such a film it is...
This just mentioned film is a first rate production of one of the most startling ufological accounts of our time... "The Phoenix Lights"... an account very similar to ~other~ accounts from the past which have been chronicled by vetted human beings (even if ignored) for as long as we have been able to put pen to paper and even burnt stick to cave wall...
...Even before Christ! Even before Buddha! Even before Moses...before Krishna... before Osiris, Marduk, and El Al... all the way back to Enki and Enlil and beyond. We're not only ~not~ alone, reader... we've never ~been~ 'alone'.
Moreover, Doctor Kitei attempts to take a few ~more~ bravely unpopular steps out on that ufological limb, forgetting for a moment that someone ~has~ to make the traverse because that's where the informational nuts and berries are...
The Doctor, respected reader, is open to 'optimism' with regard to this 'thing'... yes.
She is energized by this thing. She is inspired by this thing. She is as reassured as she is excited by this thing. So are ~others~ interviewed . Optimism is a new flag flying.
This thing has improved her values, enhanced her already very satisfying (I suspect) existence, reinvented her focus, and widened her views. Dusk becomes a new dawn, verily. She's in excellent company. Many more are similarly affected.
Thusly, Dr. Kitei is truly in a position to lance the boil of our aggregate ignorance, and so has become a dangerous woman. Dangerous to who? Who are these? Just who ~are~ "they"? Let's talk about 'them' briefly.
"They" are... ...the privileged arbitrary, the unelected, and far too many of the elected. "They," are those who have, and having had, would keep on having despite an aggregate detriment to the common good of those who "have not." "They," are in possession of information that would credit or be to the advantage of anyone who 'knew', ~specifically~ outlining why most know not.
"They" are the 'secret keepers'. "They" are the jealous manipulators of the mainstream. "They" are the ardent covetous who encourage bland employees while they discourage critical thinkers. "They" are the ones with suspicious agendas, duplicitous plans, and secret programs. "They" are the 'few' willing to profit, egregiously, at the expense of the 'many'. "They" are above the law, outside reasonable ethics, practice a sociopathic amorality, and hold the many enthralled... but beneath their privileged contempt...
If raw news has any relevancy in these tumultuous times, these precepts are obvious. ...Not to put too fine a point on it. To wit: The preceding are not persons to too lightly be dangerous to; one might readily agree...
So, I hope Dr. Lynne has good security... as at this point she is just what the doctor ordered, even as her efforts put her head way up over the berm and her hull well out of defilade... I admonish her to keep her 'eyes' open.
She's been an inspiration to me, and you too, I'm betting, if you have a look. Remember, she's got the Hold, the Flop, the Turn, ~and~ the River!
The pot seems hers for the taking... That's enough...
...Anybody have a cannon?
...News and info on her startling book and stunning documentary can be found at:
Worldwide Renaissance, 2005
"We will have a liberal democracy, or we will return to the Dark Ages."
Franklin Roosevelt, 1940
We are living in a tinderbox world of direly fearful propensities. The only relief we can achieve from same is that which we make up of ourselves, for ourselves, and by ourselves. We create our own reality. We always have.
Additionally, and more to the point, ~you~ live in a tinderbox world of fearful propensities, reader. The only relief ~you~ can achieve is... that which ~you~ make up of yourself, for yourself, and by yourself. You can see how that might work. The individual is key. Billions are feloniously spent manipulating the feelings and sensibilities of the individual... you, good reader. But you will endure. You always have.
Everyone is the center of their own universe, by default. Trouble is, reality is a universe of many ~many~ centers, known and unknown. And, that's a good thing. Really. We wouldn't want it any other way, believe me.
The dark antithesis of diversity is rule by force outside the rule of law, autocratic convenience for a very small minority, abandoned due process for the rest of us, theocratic hypocrisy, authoritarianism, and a cruel return to the horrific pre-renaissance "Dark Ages"... a time where, like now astonishingly, even the first-tier Kings couldn't read!
What can the individual do, then, against a hijacked society imposed against him or her. The answer is simple to express even if difficult to execute. Ready to hear it? Here it comes...
Enthusiastically embrace your enlightenment at the ready expense of your ignorance. That's it. Hard, but it does get easier to do as you go along. Sincerely.
In a nutshell, if you feel a certain way about something, for your God of choice's sake, be able to explain why you feel that way, readily entertain discussion contrary to the way you feel to test it... work passionately to dissolve your needless ignorance... or shut, the f__k, up! No one else should be required to validate ~your~ faith, justify ~your~ belief system, or pay with life, liberty, or gainful employment for ~your~ world view... especially if you can't justify or qualify your prosecution of it.
You gloat pompously, acting thus, as you create your own enemies. Acting thus, you have created me, and this is among a multitude of much more significant others. Verily. Be damned.
The expletive was justified. Let's move on.
How do you become informed enough to be able to explain why you feel the way you feel? Ready? Here it comes!
Yeah -- I know... The short answer just cattle-prods more questions. What! Where! When! Why! ...And all too often, How!
All very valid questions... unfortunately maneuvering you, cleverly honored reader, into the cold cruel claws of the tyrannous and psychopathic monsters plaguing us all today. It is by malicious design, presently, that you have to work multiple jobs in a failing economy with no health care at a subsistence level... distracted so you don't have ~time~ to stop for a prudent "wait a minute" or even a cleansing breath... a meaningful pause... some respite.
It is by design that psychosis spews from television, hatred rules the airwaves, and loathing oozes from mainstream print. It's all about manipulating ~you~, good reader, assaulting ~already~ bruised sensibilities with "Terri Schaivos" and "Michael Jacksons" and "soiled blue dresses" so you won't have ~time~ to be reminded about unending war and planet death and suffocating overpopulation... in a list that goes on and on and on...
Back at the ranch, an answer to the previously posed questions is the point of this essay. You need an inventive springboard, good reader, into raw thinking and information that is diverse (our cultural savior!), inclusive, and widely focused. From UFOs to hate crime and through crypto-archeology to progressive politics... there should be no boundaries and fewer filters. Raw veggies are ~always~ better than processed ones.
The Rense.com site is an excellent example of this, of course, but the point of this essay is an alternative springboard of which you may not have heard. To wit:
Miriam Andujar is an assiduously educated and progressive woman of grace, intelligence, and courage who has produced just such a cyber-springboard. Spanning 'worldwiderenaissance' dot COM, ORG, and NET, Miriam provides a wealth of new outlooks, fresh outreaches, and novel approaches that inspire while they inform, gladden while they satisfy, and compel as much as they improve. Her sincerity becomes as quickly obvious as the flowers in her hair.
Like Jeff Rense's eclectic site it is organized, objective, constructive, and comprehensive. It is entirely flexible, inordinately acceptable, plainly specific, and decidedly thoughtful. It encompasses a wealth of progressive, people loving, and humanistic conduits to 21st Century information venues and it remains optimistic for all its criticality of a corrupt status quo. WorldWideRenaissance is the WEB embodiment of the Internet driven 'new' renaissance bursting into flame as we speak, and is worthy of a spot in every progressive person's Favorites folder, without doubt, and to be sure.
WorldWideRenaissance believes that it is the people, ourselves, who would be the engineers of our salvation; persons listening to one another and respecting one another as the cure to what ails us... not jealous institution, conflicted government, or faithless agency. It is as rich as Christmas cake and as relevant as air. It is about people of, by, and for themselves.
Give it a look only because you want to be able to provide citation for your feelings. Give it a look only because you're confused about the hateful theocratic direction that your Nation seems to be taking. Give it a look only because you want to take an individual hand in defining your own perceived reality. But give it a look. It could change your life, and the lives of those around you... in an efficacious way.
I did, and I'm improved... you can be, too. I give it my unfettered endorsement. Read on.
Schiavo: Repugnican Poker chip
Oh -- and a pox on the miscreant scum-sucker who would aggrandize himself with the plight of this pathetic women, trade her misery for political gain, use her as a game piece for the prosecution of his psychopathic neo-con agendas, or mint her sorrow for cash and power. Rot forgotten in hell.
Mort: Boy, when it comes to saving beached whales, we are a terrific bunch
of folks. We all get together and do the best we can to save the poor
Is Stanton Friedman For Real?
Everyone 'knows' who or what Stanton Friedman is. He's probably as close as anyone has gotten to being a household name with regard to UFOs. Even not knowing his name, but seeing his picture, is to automatically go, "Oh yeah... right... ...the 'UFO' guy."
Friedman was recently pilloried, fatuously, along with some undeserving others, on the recent Jennings/ABC flopumentary "exploring" UFOs, where he was faintly accused of behavior so far removed from his actual behavior that it borders on slander. For my money it crosses the line. To wit:
Stanton Friedman is an evidential cherry picker, a self-involved fantasist, and an inventive conspiracy monger/hoaxer. Stanton Friedman is a frustrated old man with delusions of grandeur and a messianic complex. Stanton Friedman is ~not~ real.
So would say those who speak in persuasive proclamation, *mainstream* declaration, media decree, and 'official' edict. But hold on. The thing about proclamations, declarations, decrees, and edicts is that they don't need to be true; they only have to be compelling. They only have to sew a seed of doubt... ironically nourished by the "information void" they help to maintain, it's enough to preclude further action. The goal, to be blunt.
Let's try some other 'proclamations' on for size...
Stanton Friedman ~is~ real. Stanton Friedman is a tireless historical scholar and rational humanist. Stanton Friedman is a portrait of selfless courage, an assiduous researcher, and an unflinching observer/reporter of that which is decidedly and discomfortingly out of the box... but portending our future...
Forgetting, entirely, their opposing character, is there any other difference between these preceding proclamation sets? Paul Kimball, a serious filmmaker with his own production company, has produced some engaging and instructive documentary films providing the requisite basis for just this kind of supposition.
The well crafted documentaries referenced here include Kimball's "Stanton Friedman Is Real" (a sober examination of Stanton Friedman the 'man') and "Do You Believe In Majic" (A Doc regarding alleged quality documentation indicating, among other astonishing things, ~very~ high levels of official interest in the ExtraTerrestrial Hypothesis... as it pertains to UFOs). These films show, with some clarity and fairness, where more of the truth in this... very twitchy and ephemeral area... must be! This is forgetting the balanced cameo they provide Stanton Friedman, despite, I do not hesitate to point out, any conflicts of interest possible. I suspect any conjectured conflicts are abundantly accounted for.
Kimball's relationship by marriage to Friedman's family has Kimball erring on the side of Friedman's opposition, if anything. It remains that this writer's gut-sense advises that Kimball is legitimately trying to shoot straight-down-the-middle on the issues. Too bad for Friedman's opposition. A 'fair' look makes ~them~ look pretty bad. Humiliatingly so.
The pros and cons regarding a ufological contribution by Stanton Friedman do not balance in actuality, even as Kimball's films very assiduously give equal time to the positions of both sides... obvious sincerity shown by Kimball, a man trying to arrive at some kind of non-anticipatory conclusion on the matter, or at least a step forward and not back. Which side of the argument ~does~ succeed in outweighing the other?
The viewer can make up his or her own mind... but this writer perceives that the 'cons' see far before them what 'pros' leave far behind... The cons have little weight it seems.
Along similar lines, I've heard no protestations from this opposition -- no cries of "foul" or angry wounded remonstrations regarding a misrepresentation of their assumptive, biased, canted, and homocentric views; their convenient attitudes; their conflicted opinions. The point is whittled, admittedly, pretty fine.
Truly, I've neither read nor heard of same, and both of these films were released some time ago. Perhaps there will be a late protest...
The presumption is that, to date, the opposition feels that it was fairly characterized by Kimball's films, and that oppositional views, such as they are and have always been (...continue to be!), were squarely portrayed and accurately recounted. One would presume.
The irony is that it ~was~ squarely portrayed and accurately recounted. They ~got~ their best shot!
In comparison with Stanton Friedman, though, they fall way short -- their meager shell won't even clear the gun tube. This is ~despite~ the huge amounts of powder provided by the hijacked mainstream to get that round down range.
This is further illustrated by the ease with which Friedman will dispatch the occasional brave (if haplessly clueless) soul who gathers up the sack required to join the long list of "noisy negativists" crushed, decisively, in debate with him. There are numerous examples of same on Kimball's films. Dispute Stanton Friedman on the issues, bunky, and scamper from a righteous fray with your tail tucked between your legs making whipped-puppy-Ned-Beatty noises... I digress.
Flatly, the arguments of Friedman's opposition make assumptions based on contrived ignorance, intellectual infidelity, obstinate illogic, wishful thinking, denied fear, and rank complacency. They are arguments larded with confident sounding if baseless assertions based on varying tinctures of the preceding six performance indicators, and they only serve to provide for what, in the final analysis, can only be sack-less cowardice -- intellectual and otherwise. Such is, and has been, the ongoing prosecution of the arguments from the opposition.
Friedman's pompously ignorant and conflicted detractors ascribes humanistic psychological motives to aliens, facilitating a fallacious relegation of them to dismissible myth. It waxes knowledgably on the physical impossibilities of alien propulsion systems then references their superiority later to preclude us from a possibility of accidentally bringing one of them down... then it blithely leaps back to foregone conclusions on the unlikelihood of alien technologies with which to start. Astonishing! They seem unaware of this strange dichotomy, themselves...
It soberly expounds that the already unlikely alien cannot get here because we cannot get there, only inventing a comforting rubric they can use to keep their intellectual distance from them. It is quick to label the ufologically affected individual as a mis-representer of the facts (a LIAR), a mis-understander of the facts (a DOPE), or as one too mentally incapacitated to appreciate the facts (a NUT). To the opposition, there is, or can be (...of needs!), ~no~ 4th possibility.
To this klasskurtxian and pelicanistic opposition, people who see UFOs are, unquestioningly and absolutely, "M" cubed (Misleading, Mistaken or Mentally ill), and we ~are~ alone in our little corner of the multi-verse. ...Perhaps (...pray hard to your fundamentalist god of choice!), even alone in the whole damn thing... a centerpiece jewel in God's crown of creation, ideally! Intelligent alien beings might ~possibly~ exist in some other galaxy, or even at the other end of this one... but not here... Oh please, god... not here.
No! There ~is~ a 4th choice. Verily, there is a plethora... a panoply of 'choices'! These are choices that must come as a result of following the data where it leads and not where it can be driven. These are choices that one discovers as one pursues the devil in the details (as Friedman has for four decades!) and still be able to hold that evidentiary demon by reluctantly slippery shirttails! These are choices that remain after one is able to appreciate the vast amount of evidence extant (as Friedman has) that is physical, historical, photographic, anecdotal, and even personal. These are choices one can accept when one sees past the end of a conflicted little nose (as Friedman has), removes oneself from ones convenient and unfounded prejudices (as Friedman has), or objects to and rejects ones self-imbued and pettily contrived ignorance (as Friedman has). Freidman has a long, long history of perspicaciously, perceptively, and intelligently trying to get it down... right.
We are not alone. Not now. Not ever. Admitting the preceding is to step to the future. Denying it is an impossible and so disastrous retreat to a lost, and even invented or imagined, past.
Paul Kimball is clear in his films that Friedman is very specific and precise about why he says what he says. Not content to sit in a comfy spot and airily spew puerile pronouncements of outdated and discredited "conventional wisdom" like his critics, Friedman chases details that squirm and shift in his grasp, details handily discrediting the 'official' version of puzzling events and/or corrupting, otherwise, what should be a cogent record of same. Rare bird he. We're lucky to have him.
Stanton Friedman is thorough. His critics are only thorough enough with regard to their assertions to sew a fallacious seed of doubt or allow for a plausible deniability to obscure the ufological issue du jour. This is not honorable, on any level, and apes the activities of the propagandist, despot, axe-grinder, canted lobbyist, or spin-doctor.
Friedman is organized, objective, constructive, and comprehensive. His critics are none of these things and are shot down in flames when they meet him in the air for formal argument on the points of it.
Friedman is flexible, acceptable, specific, and thoughtful regarding the ufological. His critics prosecute the opposites of these things, and use every fallacious trick they can to discount him, invalidate him, and discredit him. Even honor and character have been smarmily attacked, reader!
...Et tu, Peter Jennings, and a mark on your legacy, Sir. Point one finger and risk three back at yourself, boyo!
Contrarily, Kimball's compelling film "Do You Believe In Majic," dismissing the recent Jennings/ABC whitewash as patently false and a mockery of what a documentary (...a "mockumentary"!) should be, is a good case in point.
Every point skeptically raised against the verity of the MJ-12 Documents (...as clear evidence of the Extraterrestrial Hypothesis with regard to UFOs, and an admitted high level ufological interest in the ~reality~ of same...) is dissolved, handily, by citation -- chapter and verse. Truly, these defensively reflexive protests do not hold up upon examination, Kimball is able to show. They are bluster, illogic, ignorance, complacency, bias, and cant. Friedman, on the other hand, can provide clear and compelling evidence that the documents are, indeed, real. His critics have nothing remaining in their moldy corner but strident, officiously vicious, and patently unsupported negativity.
So, in answer to the question asked at the beginning of this essay about differences between the two sets of opposing proclamations, the answer is this:
One set is of 'proclamations' is based on solid reputation, diligent research, pains-taking fact finding, unblemished integrity, tuned intelligence, and verified results. The other set is based on 'mainstream' flatus or klasskurtxian hot air. The reader can judge for themselves which is which. Be that as it may, Stanton Friedman, in a final analysis, ~is~ real, in this writer's view, and one wastes no time, at all, believing in MAJIC. Step forward to the future, reader, not backward to futility.
Such can be drawn from Paul Kimball's intriguing, concise, and calmly iterated documentaries, here referenced. More information can be secured from the filmmaker's site at:
All I heard then was "yadda yadda, blah blah-blah blah...
Loathing & Fear?
Hunter S. Thompson Dead At 67
Byronically mondo "Gonzo", some will too quickly call him crazy. But, pushing 60, and as much as a reader can, I grew up with Hunter S. Thompson. I found him to be more consistently right than wrong in places that count... more places than a reflexive detractor ~can~ admit, contest, or argue.
Those 'detractors' can push a scurvy sock in it as a result.
...Our betraying society?
Pulitzer Pass-ups & A "Flatwoods Monster" Redux
Info -- http://www.flatwoodsmonster.com/
Ameri~ka The Brutish Rule?
The wife is a wee bit angry with me presently. She's flat going to hit the ceiling upon finding out about the present controversy I'd engage, or otherwise whack with an outraged literary stick. But hey, as you'll come to see, I really love her... so could do nothing less and still be a proper husband.
My wife ~is~ an innocent in all this. She's never been to a paranormal chat room, surfed internet fringe forums, made on online friend, constructed a website, or contributed to a special interest internet group. The technology only very peripherally exists in her world. She has other, more traditional, interests.
She is ambivalent to UFOs, a moderate/centrist politically, and she's blissfully unaware regarding the affect (sic) of an *internet* upon the collective sensibilities of the people who choose to plug themselves into it. Seriously, if I don't tell her myself, she'll likely never even hear of this essay. Her internet innocence is that complete.
Additionally, to further ornament the point, she's spent well over a quarter of a century as the valued wife of a military officer and, currently, drives a bus for a federally funded school system. In that referenced time she went out of her way to pay her taxes, was always clean, forever thrifty, gracefully respectful, and certainly brave. She still is. ~She~ hasn't changed.
More point ornamentation. Her husband had had many top-secret military clearances whilst on active duty as a career flight officer, so, as a German National, she'd been through numerous Government Intel sieves in her own right over the years. She'd had to jump a huge hurdle agency-wise when we were married, 30 years ago, to get the clean bill of intelligence-health she obviously enjoyed. To wit: I was _never_ denied clearance of any type for any reason.
So what did I do to turn her crank so hard? I make it sound like I must be using or trafficking in controlled substances, be part of some radical political effort, involved with a terrorist cell, or cultivating some kind of twitchy online internet sexual activity...
Well... no, no, no, and (...Let me think...) no. At this point evidence for any of the preceding or remotely similar activity would have to be ~planted~, frankly. Put a ~fine~ point on that, reader. It may come up again.
What did I do, then?
Well, in a nut-shell, I wrote recently here for Rense.com that our certainly faux-mandated, apparently vote-thieving, and obviously ethically bankrupt CIC George W. Bush (...so there's ~no~ mistake...) was a "dumb-assed-dry-drunk-double-deserter with an inferiority complex, a paucity of intellect, and delusions of dangerous grandeur."
That scares her. She ~is~ scared. Should she be?
Here's the rest of the story.
She's a German national, remember. She was born and raised in West Germany to a maturity decidedly foreign, if acceptably so, to the sensibility of a garden-variety American citizen. Her father was a German artillery Captain and her mother worked in photo intelligence and image interpretation during the war. Nothing twitchy there, then, or later... nothing that precluded, at any rate, the top military clearances I've already mentioned.
Let's cut to the chase...
Her mother and father told her many of the dark stories about what it was like in Germany prior to and during the loathsome war years. Her still living second father, keenly edged at 86 and a retired Regional Finance Minister (a survivor of the winter war in Russia additionally), is able to draw... comparisons. Others, numerous friends and relatives of contemporary and advanced years that she regularly talks to over there in the "old world", are making the same unsettling... comparisons. Is there a comparison?
Their concern, fretfully reflected in the apprehension of my wife, is that the United States seems to be aping the same kinds of *attitudes*, *behaviors*, *predilections*, and *activities* they'd seen before -- the same kinds of hateful emotional fire, political irrationality, and nationalistic malevolence. The same kinds of blurring of church and state. The same kinds of voter fraud. The same kinds of rights reduction.
The *same* kinds?
The same (...much worse, actually!) intelligence surveillance. The same Machiavellianism. The same unilateralism. The same predatory corporatism. The same institutional duplicity. The same gnawing and depressing fear...
The same kinds of hell, reader... as was provided by Nazi Germany's Fascists of last Century. Is it the same?
I report that they see in us the rise of what they themselves endured in the previous 30's and 40's, can sense the same approaching catastrophe that that behavior traditionally precipitates, and feel that their concern is more that appropriately justified. Is their fear justified?
My wife is fearful of an eventual Bush-league *Gestapo*, cheerfully facilitated by a powerful and sizable minority of adoring if deluded and terrorized sycophants, breaking down our door and dragging us away for re-education camps, imprisonment/torture, or even arbitrary execution.
She's worried about the continuance of our hard won military pension upon which we must depend. She's worried about the falsely punitive attentions of predatory institutions, corrupt agencies, and a rogue government hijacked by demonstrable criminal elements. She's worried about future persecutions imposed upon us at the whim of lawless sociopaths and their willing functionaries.
She's worried about us being falsely identified as an enemy of a 21st Century fascist state, and dealt with accordingly, outside any law, so with the obligatory extreme prejudice. A true innocent in every respect, should she be worried?
Fascism is defined as a system of *government* marked by centralization of authority under a *dictator* (preferred figurehead), harshly stringent socioeconomic controls, suppression of even lawful opposition through crafted terror, and the use of manipulating censorship or propaganda. It is typically characterized by belligerent nationalism or some kind of baseless racism. Ultimately, it is a whole political philosophy or movement based upon or advocating such a sorry system for even sorrier government.
Moreover, it has a penchant for an oppressively dictatorial control mechanism that is ~passionately~, even joyfully, prosecuted. It ~likes~ what it does.
It puts corporate entities in charge of government, combines state and church into a *sturch* or *chate* resembling neither, and it is the jealous enemy of an individual's freedom. It engages in adventurous wars of empire, as it profits from them, and it lavishly rewards the predatory few at the terrible expense of the manufactured many. It is a singular and perfidious evil in all ways, all matters, and at all levels.
It HATES liberalism and egalitarianism. It ~abhors~ a bill of individual rights. It ~detests~ due process and equality under the law. It ~loathes~ independent thinking. Do we begin to resemble any part of the preceding?
I'm a writer of admitted small talent, but a writer nonetheless. I'm also an educated, tax-paying, law-abiding citizen/retired soldier/officer. I'm placed medially near the top of the aggregate bell curve... nothing really special or pointedly seditious about me according to the references I'd mentioned (forgetting a proudly admitted cant to liberal philosophies) ... but ~I'm~ detecting a resemblance.
Friends of mine far smarter than myself and more professionally experienced and educated than myself detect a resemblance. Persons abundantly experienced with the full-blown ~examples~ of same... detect a resemblance. Some of us have to squint the eye a little harder than others, thank your God of choice, but a resemblance seems plain, regardless. Is there a resemblance?
Why would I shoot off my mouth and tempt fate, then, if there were? The answer is obvious.
How could I ~not~, reader? How could I close my eyes and harden my heart to something I know, historically, would threaten me (and mine) right along with you (and yours)... something that would ponderously grow, eventually and certainly (!), to metastasize like the foulest national cancer, later (soon!), if ~not~ now?
How could I have any respect for myself, feel confident about the quality of life for my children and grandchildren, or live a proudly valued life on my own... if I didn't speak up now before our seeming national wretchedness was a foregone and egregious conclusion? How could I remain silent if I recognized that the present day was quickly becoming the ~antithesis~ of everything I had learned in school, defended in combat, and internalized in college about these glorious United States and the brave grace of its ~conjectured~ contribution to progressive civilization? How could I ~not~ speak up, reader?
I'm a writer like I said. I've a spotless record, top drawer references, decorations, citations, and awards... I'm a quality citizen, an intelligent patriot, and I have given my life in service to our nation as a career military officer and certified ([s]...if underemployed... [/s]) special education teacher. I've been a proper *boy scout*, reader, as I've written before, if one with teeth.
No, I've not changed in the interim, become traitorous, or gone, in any way, bad. I've been consistent. Not so my nation, seemingly.
Conversely, it seems to be my Nation, threateningly and unsettlingly, which changes, worryingly, around ~me~! It's taken a hard right turn to convenient and authoritarian ~brutishness~ I can neither respect, rationally support, or remotely admire.
Truly, my nation seems to abandon me, not me it. Hijacked by an apparently if ironically ~faithless~ gang of politically malignant radicals scurrilously bent on using our democracy to ~destroy~ our democracy... (another talent of the fascist), these co-opted mechanisms of government betray ~me~, deceive ~me~, are disloyal to ~me~!
...Who the hell am I?
I am ~you~, reader! I'm another guy on ~site~ heating our culture's boiler water. I'm one of the ones, along with you, paying the big freight in blood, sweat, and time! I'm one of the ones, along with you, at the whim of powerful sociopaths hard-wired to discount us, and so by ready extension, ~you~, reader! This is regardless where you think you come down for a political positioning left or right of center. Still -- to an ironically vast ~minority~... you're just another steer in the herd they prey upon even as they pretend to lead your prayer.
I look around myself and see wide-spread and pointedly unheralded voter fraud (!), political murderousness (!), and life/career-destroying dirty tricks! I see hijacked mainstreams, roll backs of middle-class nurturing New Deal social programs, and insentient journalists pretending to be oblivious to it all! I see murdered investigative reporters, mindless network TV programs, rampant censorship, and the easy/ignorant complacency of the dumb-downed.
I see docile-herd-producing educational systems, insultingly banal text books, and all of this atrocity of patent disrespect is officiated by brain-dead reproductionist teachers numbingly teaching too many students with too little resources. I see managed illness, multinational corporations without the remotest civil responsibility, and the business of America as only unrestricted, and therefore historically dangerous, business.
Verily, I see hungry men jailed for stealing metaphoric bread while rich men are rewarded for stealing factories producing same...I see no ~less~ than the death of our national soul, the corruption of our finest ideals, and the radical rightwing degradation of all the better principles and ethics to which we should adhere, or why have ~Abortions~ gone demonstrably UP during a Bush League watch by a percentage recorded in double digits?
I'm not the only one seeing such. Given a conjectured potential for it I won't be the only one persecuted for reporting it either, presumably. ...If I am to be persecuted. ~Am~ I to be persecuted?
Yes, my wife is scared and angry with me for stirring this unsettling mess with my equally scared but outraged literary stick. But it remains... maybe if I'm just a little-bit brave now, raise my voice with others, now... others seeing the same kind of wrongness and egregiousness, NOW...
...Maybe I won't have to be consummately brave (...brave to death!) later on. That's my hope; however, wishful; that's my wish; however, hopeful...
I'll keep you posted. If things start getting dicey for me, if it looks like I'm getting singled out for Special High Intensity Trouble of a persecutorial nature, I'll try to let you know. I mean there shouldn't be any trouble, you know? It's still America, isn't it?
Or is it? Is it Ameri~ka, and we just have yet to cop to it?
I wonder... "America the beautiful" or "Ameri~ka, the brutish rule"? How hard do you have to squint ~your~ eye, reader? How scared are you? How afraid?
Be very afraid, frankly, and speak out. It just might save us all. The country you'd save ~would~ be your own.
We've a new year, Readers. Let's ~make~ it new.
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