The Game of Roswell: We Are In Control.

A Situation Ripe For The Plucking
We, in Ufology through our insistence in possessing hope against hope that we can at best, touch the surface, glimpse at a distance, or discern through a veiled entanglement of largely our own making, another, albeit hidden, reality which provokes,transcends and persists in traversing both the material atmosphere of our planetary home, and in our self directed pilgrimage, on a long journey in an intangible sense, traverses our desire to comprehend that which counter intuitively exists, in a geography that encompasses the intangible, beyond our grasp, and yet, in this world, a veritable ghost can leave material footprints.

In this sense, as well, in others, we live in a poverty, a poverty of dependence, a poverty of coherence, a poverty of explanations we can accept in the quiet moments when we leave our public persona's at the door, when we enter our equally intangible room of thought, where the puzzle pieces in a house of mirrors float about, in our attempt to assemble an image that we have yet to have revealed to us.

However, as in all things, we are not alone in this as nothing exists that is not a part of an interconnected and reciprocally dependant material world. While we may use the tools of intellect, of mathematics, of intuition, of visual images, of second hand testimony, and so forth,to unravel our belief in this invisible realm, this is perhaps, comparatively an existential game for us, while for others it is in the very fabric of everyday life, of this hope against hope that some tangible arrival, some clue that they can grasp will open a window in a daily house of cards.

In a sense, they also seek this invisible world of making sense of the absurdity, and the surreal yet very real world they inhabit. Who is most deserving of the key to open this door? Is it us, in ufology? Perhaps it is in the thoughts of a dying mother in Africa, in whose listless weak cognition, is attempting to her child near her breast amidst the cold ashes of this material existence, who is playing a very real waiting game of hope against hope, in assistance from this realm to deliver an answer, a coherence, a sense of justice applied to the innocent she knows will soon pass from this life. Some questions are more urgent than others, yet, in some intuitive yet very grasped sense, all of these silent wishes are all intertwined, from the emptiness of the closeted atheistic skeptic, to clueless posturing of empirical science, to us....studying what cannot be studied from the distance of simply reading a book, something that draws us to look closer, yet whose chimera of evidence vanishes with the sunrise into dust....the search for proof, for truth...this is what compels us, this is perhaps what UFOs in the deepest sense, prompt us toward... with no visible reward in hand to possess to acclaim nor gain any recognition nor reach any consensus. Perhaps proof is beside the point.Or, that if we are ripe for proof to be provided, it can be delivered at the cost of truth.

The Cautionary Tale of The AntiChrist
In a hundred scattered villages along the Iraqi-Syrian border, children are kept behind the safety of walls, in the company of adults..whist the roving bands of partisans from the competing tribes hide along the corners of crumbling walls,,echoing gunshots...perhaps today the electricity will come on for an hour or so....children's simple questions, the mantra of parental assurances are juxtaposed against the silent desperation of parents ....where will tomorrows meal come from?
Rumors begin to filter along the scattered households that, on the surface are absurdly evidential of a hope against hope, a obvious product of desperation...talk grows along this thread of isolated shelters that there is someone who has brought hope, impossible talents. "I was told that he can, in the palm of his very hand, show you your family that abides in Heaven...." He brings with him, rainfall, abundance and most importantly, evidence of an invisible realm made tangible...such strangeness...
And so begins, relatively soon, the arrival of the Anti-Christ, according to the Nasqbandi, the images of loved ones are not of those in heaven but of those in Hell....In one hand is proof, and in the other is truth.....when we investigate our paranormal realm, we need ask ourselves in this cautionary tale, perhaps a cautionary prophecy, that we are all equally susceptible, all equally living in the aforementioned poverty, all equally desirous of something we may grasp when we are handed in a very intentional manner exactly what it is that we needed..perhaps good friends, that is exactly why we have not been handed it. Perhaps it is not pointing here but elsewhere. Proof can be a dangerous commodity.

Intentional Roswell Blunders: Deceptions of Control
Intentional blunders in identifying the craft of Roswell are inserted into stew which is a recipe for quaqmire by design,controlled by the intentional insertion of proof of deception, which produces the artificially induced AHA! that they are hiding something.... therefore if they are hiding something they know what it is........and if they know what it is it means they are in control.......they are in contact........they have all of this under their authority, when, my friends....just the opposite is true. They know nothing. They are powerless. They are clueless and are as curious as you or I. Need proof? Ask Bob Lazar.

The Last Redoubt of Area 51
Psychological warfare as a tactic to misdirect attention and the attendant energy spent in chasing ghosts was perfected near the close of WW2, and had General Eisenhower as well as Omar Bradley deeply concerned over a prolonged siege of the Hartz mountains, in order to capture the mythical Last Redoubt. This underground base, if it had actually been built, would have been a brilliant tactical strategy to buy time. That was it's original intent, as several late developments of Nazi scientific technology only required afew months to be deployed...these advances were so promising, General Omar Bradley once opined, "We didn't win the war, they lost it." Area 51 is a similar psychological target for ufology, with the subtext of being
a flight base for back engineered, captured alien technology which our government manages.The subtext is we are in control. Of course, this ghost target was reinforced by our governments call to Phillip Corso, who lent an erstwhile somewhat weak credibility, to this story line, elaborated into the seeding of back engineered alien technology into private industry, which, anyone with an engineering background or common sense, realises immediately is a load of planted nonsense. This is not a new tactic, this misdirection of attention..albeit it has been somewhat refined beyond the August 19, 1949 revelation by the Baltimore United States Airforce Command Center which, on that date announced that the UFO mystery had been "solved." The proof was that Jonathon E Caldwell had flown the prototypes and they were located in a barn in Maryland.....Using the media to pump this storyline is also nothing new...the alien autopsy films as a "proof" of governmental control over the UFO situation is also old hat....On April 3, 1950, Henry J Taylor the popular radio reporter, began a series of explanations of the UFO situation, essentially that the government was in control of experimental technology...Want to know where the USAF balloon theory as the "solution" for Roswell came from?....Our friend Henry, the erstwhile intelligence shill, used Skyhook for that very same reason. Of course, we have Bob Lazar, the current patsy for miltary intelligence in the same old psychological operations to promote the story line, that the military has everything under control. Then there's another ghost... federal management of the situation...MJ12...another Last Redoubt. The failure to exploit any technology that even can be remotely be labelled as alien is an obvious hole in this evidentiary bucket....which, flies in the face of common sense..saving it for a rainy day? Another double bind, if you know all the answers as you have them in your mythical Last Redoubt...why use intelligence assets to gather information about what is proverbally across the room? Like Omar Bradley, like Eisenhower, many sincere and capable individuals are chasing ghosts. Somewhere...Himmler is smiling.