There was this guy named Kenneth Arnold. He's sort of famous. You can read all about him in any book about UFO's. For he's the guy most often credited with kicking off the Nationwide awareness of UFO's after WW2.
Kenneth Arnold was working as a cartographer for the Army Air Force back on June 24, 1947 in and around Mount Ranier in Washington State. While flying in his Piper Cub one day he saw 9 disc-shaped objects flitting across the sky in a "V" formation. As he knew the distance between the two mountain peaks in the area, he was able to compute their speed at well over 1,600 mph. Three times faster then a P-51 Mustang, at 430 mph our fastest fighter at the time. That got people's attention.
The authorities he reported this to later recomputed their speed to be some 3,600 mph.
He was later interviewed and said they looked just like "saucers skipping across the sky." The "saucer" thing stuck, and we still use it until today.
I'm reporting on all this as Kenny was married to my 1st cousin. He married my Mom's sister's daughter Carole. He went on to law school and got rich. He even built his own airplane in his Kansas City, Missouri basement.*
Anyway, probably because of Kenny, and the stories he used to tell me, I've been a student of the subject of UFO's and extraterrestrials and aliens and Area 51 and stuff like that my whole life. And I have an opinion or two about the subject.
First, I don't believe they flit back and forth from the Crab Nebula or somewhere like it to visit Earth. I believe most of them are already here, they've been here for eons, they're seen all over the place every day, and they plan to stay.
They most likely have bases in Antarctica and on the other side of Catalina and in volcanoes and all sorts of hidden places. And maybe on every continent, also. I think they've been here for thousands of years, BTW. Perhaps tens, or maybe even hundreds of thousands of years. Zecharia Sitchen's book, "The Twelfth Planet" is a good read if you're up for more on the subject.
I think we're their science project. Their "zoo." They probably bring tourists from their planet to visit us via the "Einstein-Rosen Bridge." That's a fancy way of saying "wormhole." Like we visit Zimbabwe on a camera safari.
BTW, on the subject, I saw a cute cartoon the other day. It said, "I'll bet UFO's roll up their windows as they pass Earth."
Our Gubmint began lying to us with Roswell. They didn't know what to say after they'd already said they'd found a crashed UFO. So they circled the wagons and said the wrong thing. They lied and said it was a "weather balloon." And being naiive at the time, our citizens were dumb enough to believe it. And they've been saying it ever since.
They only stopped when they got cornered by a Congressional order and had to fess up. They were forced to come clean about what they knew. And what they know is that UFO's are real. They've been real, and they're still real. There are "Little Green Men" flitting around out airspaces, doing pretty much any dayummm thing they wish. And some of us are scared about it. The lily-livered weenies!
Oh yeah, they're really gray.
I don't think we have anything to worry about. If they intended to do us harm they would've already done so. Or they may do so in the future. And there's nothing we can do or say about it.
In fact, I'm of the belief we enterered into an agreement with them back in the 1950's. Kenny was still in touch with those in power at the time, and they told him it was between the "Grays" and President Dwight Eisenhower. He actually went "dark" for almost 24 hours on January 24, 1953. Google it if you need proof. He was on a golfing vacation in Palm Springs and somehow disappeared. For an entire day. The Press went nuts trying to find him. They found him the next morning in Las Vegas. His press representative said he'd had a "toothache" and went to a dentist in Las Vegas. Even though there are bunches of fine dentists in Palm Springs. Except there are no dental records to prove such a visit.
Eisenhower's grandaughter has recently confirmed that he met with extraterrestrial aliens that day in a hanger at Edwards Air Force Base. They forged a treaty, she said. That's why our fighters don't try and shoot them down. Assuming that they could.
The deal was simple, as Kenny understood it: we got their technology, they got to kidnap some of us every now and again and run diagnostic tests. And perform surgery on a few thousand of our cattle. And taunt our fighters. Don't be mad. We were playing the game with a pair of deuces against their Royal Flush. And apparently they showed Ike their cards. And he wisely folded.
But I'm betting he'd ask us to remember this: We went from that P-51 in 1947 to men on the moon in 1969. That should tell you all you need to know.
The video from our F-18's back in 2008 proved that they can not only go from 80,000 feet to a foot above the ocean waves in less than a second. And that they can also travel at more than 30,000 mph, then stop on a dime. Which would generate "G" forces enough to turn one of us humans into jelly. Simply stated, it wasn't "us."
Asking for mercy shouldn't be out of the question.
In fact, there's a theory that they are us, just from the future. Coming back to take a look, like we look would for Neanderthals. Like I said earlier, think camera safari...
So what's easier? Pretending that they aren't real and it doesn't happen, or simply coming clean and telling the us the truth? Transparency. Even though the Constitution guarantees it, the Gubmint has been doing their best to avoid it. It can no longer do so. Their gargantuan ego has prevented our "Military/Industrial Complex" from admitting it can't compete. After all, what are they going to say and not indict themselves as a bunch of paunchy, feckless weenies? Spending our tax dollars by the bushel basket to protect us from...them? Gales of laughter...
So I say chill. Lose the anxiety. I'm guessing when they believe we're suitably advanced enough to welcome their visit, they'll land on the White House lawn. Remember that old saying, "Take me to your leader?" Well, now that we'll have one, in just a couple of weeks, maybe that day will come sooner, rather than later.
* BTW, Kenny learned his plane was too big to remove from his basement. I'm thinking he should have figured that out sooner. He had to take it apart again to get it outside. Proving once again you can be really smart about some thingsa, and yet be dumber than a stump about others...
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