Screenshot former Navy pilot Cmdr. David Fravor at Congressional Hearing on UAP (UFO's) 07/26/2023 [attribution Shockwave]
I needn’t mention to anyone around these parts that we live in perilous times. No period in my long life in the United States has been so fraught with political insanity; I was little when the McCarthy hearings occurred, not too young when Nixon’s administration ran amok in a crooked power grab, and all else between there and here. None of it compares with the nutjob business enjoying a heyday currently, when tens of millions Q ball brains suck in BS like vacuum cleaners and blow it back out onto their fellows like a hurricane, and worship a huckster conman like a god. Reason, rational thought and sensibility do not seem to hold much sway in such circles, if at all. Part of the reason for a conman’s draw, ever so ironically, is distrust and suspicion of the collective entities that keep the wheels of the bus going round and round for all of us — build infrastructure, communication highways of all stripes and the provision of much else useful for daily life — basically our government entities. Such collective entities often have high handed perspectives which provoke them to lie, to disseminate falsehoods to the hoi polloi who wouldn’t understand or have the know-how to contend with difficult or puzzling issues. They probably mean well at least some of the time. All citizens develop a sort cynicism as a result. A conman can run far and wide with this and say “I will say out loud that we are lied to and I will fix that!” Of course, a con NEVER means well, not even some of the time, they con for their own sake and nothing else. Our occasionally well meaning, they-know-better-than-we-do government actually might have a notion of benevolent protection. Considering that it is clear that the human species is polluted with sorts who freak-out in the presence of another skin color or a different eye shape, imagine what these types would do with confirmation that other intelligent species were around and possibly cruising through their back 40?
The Congressional Hearing on UAP (unidentified anomalous phenomena) held on July 26th, was, to say the least, odd. When Tim Burchett and Matt Gaetz and AOC and Jamie Raskin and Jared Moscowitz are questioning seriously credible witnesses with the same sobriety and gravity and anxiously awaiting their time in a SCIF for specific elaboration of the details pertaining to more general information provided in the open hearing, pigs might be flying somewhere, if not UFO’s. [I confess to finding Gaetz so repugnant, I had to skip past his “I alone...” something or other, nor did I watch the entirety of the hearing] I don’t believe the current review of information, as well as a big push for transparency, will change the landscape immediately. Something is shifting, though.
People who report “seeing something” in the skies will still be laughed at and laughed off but I think there are cracks in the wall of silence about such extraordinary occurrences. Sane people have been loathe to report such events because of the stigma (r u cray-cray?) that is attached. There are no official reporting bureaus to offer information to as far as I know...so what does one do? Keep a lid on it? Tell a small circle of friends and ask them all to keep a lid on it? Wouldn’t it be helpful if such business had a clearing house where data might be constructed usefully? Obviously, I think so. Equally apparent, probably, is my acceptance that we are not alone. I agree with Carl Sagan that if we’re all there is, it’s, at minimum, a great waste of space. If, as Sagan also posited, we are all made of stardust, would there be no others on the millions of planetary systems the Webb telescope has recently shown to us in all their glory?
I, too, like tens of thousands of my fellows, have had experiences “seeing something”. Yes, I’ve had more than one, several with others present. As Cmdr. Fravor suggested, in reporting these events, do not make the fish bigger than it was. I won’t, as I relate one tale — I will include a name of a witness who is probably alive but I don’t know...haven’t Googled him or anything. I am certain he would verify the event.
In 1967 I lived in the small burg of Somerset, N.J. a hop skip and jump away from Rutgers University in New Brunswick. It was the summer of my 16th birthday and my temporary beau was a fellow student from Franklin Township High School. I’m sure we both considered ourselves to be a little wild because we were young but that was ridiculous. Dope — pot, LSD, and so on, had arrived on the scene but only at the edges and we were not in that margin. No drinking either because of an incident that caused Freddy Gagliardi, my boyfriend, to be denied the right to a driver’s license until he was a thousand years old or something. We walked or got rides to do whatever. We were walking from the main street in Somerset to my house, about a 20 minute stroll, on a warm evening. At some point along the way we noticed strange lights in the northeastern sky. The lights changed colors from white to red to green. I don’t remember how many. They were clearly at a distance and quite high in the sky. They zipped around from time to time in sort of zig-zag patterns. We were blown away. The lights still hung in the sky by the time we got to the house. I told Freddy that I was going to get my Dad to come out to see this unbelievable sight. A bit of coaxing brought Dad out to the yard with us. His jaw literally dropped. Within a matter of seconds after that, the lights lined up and zipped off at lightspeed. “So what was that, Dad?” “I have no clue,” said Pop, “but I won’t tell anyone I witnessed that,” and he went back in. (Dad was a bow-tied conservative Republican) That’s the size of that fish.
These things happen. I am sure. If there is secret reverse engineering going on, it lights my hair on fire that such precious information may have already been put into the hands of a conman with intentions to monetize and control it. These activities have occurred round the globe, no doubt, and we are not alone in trying to get off-world technology if we can, I just think the U.S. might have had more sophisticated angles for a longer period of time. You know, the “can do” spirit we don’t see much illustrated these days (or we would have been energized with renewables for decades) has afforded a big piece of this inscrutable out-of-this-world puzzle to our nation’s secretive mucks. I’d rather it be blown open as much as possible to deflate the rare commodity options available to twisted minds, just in case they have had access to some and hope to regain it with a return to the People’s house. I know, so much loony speculation on my part...I admit it. But it’s not impossible.
National Geographic has done a few programs about this topic; this is one that includes good ol’ Senator Harry Reid before he left the earth. Not a jot of it is silly but it is a touch long. Worth the time when you have it.
There must be stories of odd sightings among many those in the DK family. Do tell. I’d like to hear about them.
