Alien Saviors To Appear Oct. 13th Tentatively, that is. Retired Air Force Officer Stanley A. Fulham apparently is hedging his bets by saying 10/13/10 is the day that alien craft might provide a spectacular display over principal cities here on Planet Earth. I'm not too excited because where I live, Plattsburgh, NY, isn't a principal city. (Hell, it isn't even a city.) And it seems these aliens are being a bit snooty about visiting. According to Fulham who gets his info via a "world renowned channeler," the aliens don't want to initially contact us because of the fear and panic that might result, so no planetfall or direct communications, just a massive show of their craft. (Or maybe they don't want to rub elbows -- or whatever they have analogous to elbows -- with the terran hoi polloi.) Then why the (tentative) UFO display? Mankind is poisoning the planet and it has to wake up before it's too late. The aliens, called Transcenders (cousins to th
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Is Richard Hoagland The Bee's Knees? After (more or less) reading the book Dark Mission I wanted to follow up on Richard Hoagland's research into torsion physics. What I found was a hornet's nest. Worker honeybees have been disappearing. It's called Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD) or honey bee depopulation syndrome (HBDS). Whatever label you choose, the fact remains that domesticated honeybees are a key link in the world's life cycle, providing pollination to agricultural crops. What's causing the problem? It could be factors such as pesticides, genetically modified crops, mites, insect diseases, or some combination of these and other factors. But Richard Hoagland has the answer: Our civilization has developed marvelous gadgets, giving us instantaneous, worldwide data and audio-visual communcation [sic] . The signals travel through "empty space" on invisible electromagnetic waves -- for which, the existence of civilization (if not our own existence
Papernet: An Interesting Train Of Thought Fred Argoff is fascinated with Brooklyn and trains. I've enjoyed his zine, Brooklyn! , but always wondered about his other niche publication, Watch The Closing Doors . A copy of WTCD has been added to my burgeoning zine collection, issue #51. It's a basic DIY B&W zine, digest sized and saddle stitched, no frills, but more entertaining than most of the slick mainstream titles stuffing the newsstand shelves. Fred is now employed as a tower operator but in his earlier years he was a conductor for the New York City Transit Authority. The stories he can tell, like a man trying to drop kick his train and the unexpected result. But he doesn't confine his coverage to just NYC. The issue goes global, photos showing the interior of a modern Warsaw station, ridin' the rails in Bulgaria, and a clever NO SMOKING sign at a Moscow station. Considering that this zine is laserprinted or photocopied, the quality of the photos is good.
Paladino's Stink Don't live in New York State? Be glad. In a survey NY ranked at the bottom of the list for happiness. And really be happy that you're not on the mailing list for GOP gubernatorial candidate Carl Paladino. As I mentioned in a previous post, Paladino wants to revamp closed state prisons into education camps for welfare clients where they can learn new job skills and, just as importantly, good personal hygiene. For we all know that social services clients don't know how to bathe. Apparently Paladino is on a roll with the bad smell motif because he recently sent out a mailer with the message, SOMETHING STINKS IN ALBANY. And to back up his point, the enclosed material gives off an unpleasant odor. Paladino says he wants to clean up Albany, not with a broom but "with a baseball bat." Great. Al Capone's management style will really fix all the problems. Need I add that Paladino is a Tea Party favorite?
Dark Mission: The Moon Hoax Meme It's an interesting story but has anyone besides Richard Hoagland come forward about the incident? July 22, 1969. Von Karman Auditorium, Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL), California. Richard Hoagland, 23-year-old science advisor to CBS news during the Apollo program, notices a man who appears out of place before a press conference. The man is dressed in jeans, wearing a long cowpuncher coat, a leather bag hanging from his shoulder. The weather is warm that day. The "great coat guy" (as Hoagland refers to him) was leaving materials on each seat in the auditorium. The man is accompanied by Frank Bristow, head of the JPL press office, who was properly attired for the occasion, white shirt and black tie. At this time Apollo 11 is returning home with Neil Armstrong, the first man to step on the moon. and Mike Collins, the second man to walk upon the lunar surface. Hoagland observes Bristow escort his guest to the press room area where the grea