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๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ. ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐‚๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ. ๐Ÿงก Introducing our special anniversary shirt celebrating 125 years of football at Bloomfield Road, the Clubโ€™s permanent home since 1901. ๐ŸŠ #UTMP | | VisitBlackpool | Winter Gardens BPL

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With just 1,901 anniversary shirts available, the limited-edition design pays tribute to the year in which Bloomfield Road became Blackpool FCโ€™s permanent home. Available in-store and online tomorrow. ๐ŸŠ #UTMP

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Please sell this without sponsor.

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Would be way nicer without the sponsor

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Fish & Chips Newspaper

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Guess il have 2 kits from this season

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl The shirtโ€™s brilliant. People canโ€™t stop moaning about everything. Have a day off and recognise the effort thatโ€™s gone into this.

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Shirts brilliant . Going to buy it

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl That videos mega

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Love the video, take my money! ๐Ÿงก

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl What time will it be on sale?

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Could understand a sponsorless 1901 being sold but if that the amount for the shirts I hope you had installed blockers so third party sites donโ€™t just mass buy the shirts and triple the price

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Thatโ€™s so nice

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Is this the third kit?

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Ruined by the sponsor otherwise it would of been an absolute banger.

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Love it ๐Ÿงก

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl absolute banger, take my money

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl Some memories there ๐Ÿงก๐ŸŠ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ

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@visitBlackpool @WGBpl That is stunning ๐ŸŠ๐ŸŠ

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@seasidersnews @visitBlackpool @WGBpl No need for the stripe of tangerine across the middle but thatโ€™s unbelievable ๐Ÿ˜

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Since April, a small team inside Metaplanet has been working on something we could not talk about. Today it is public. Metaplanet is taking a controlling stake in Super League Enterprise (Nasdaq: SLE). At closing it will be renamed Superplanet, our U.S. Bitcoin treasury platform, seeded with 2,100 BTC of our own Bitcoin and consolidated into our group. Here is what it means. In two years, Metaplanet became one of the largest corporate Bitcoin treasuries in the world, listed in Japan and backed by shareholders around the world, from Japanese retail investors to global institutions. Every decision has run through one question: does it increase Bitcoin per share? This one is no different. America is the deepest capital market in the world, and it is home to something that exists nowhere else at such scale: investors who fund Bitcoin treasury companies with permanent capital, no maturity, no repayment, no dilution of common shareholders. Until now, our group had no way to issue into that market. Superplanet gives us a direct presence in it. So the strategy now runs on two engines. Superplanet raises in America. Metaplanet raises in Japan. Both feed a single Bitcoin position that never leaves the group. When Superplanet raises capital without adding common shares, Bitcoin per share rises there and at Metaplanet at the same time. Two markets, two currencies, two investor bases, one balance sheet compounding. The platform opens doors in both directions. Superplanet can acquire in the U.S. Bitcoin treasury sector in ways not available to a Japanese parent. And in time, subject to laws and regulations, our securities arm may bring Superplanet securities to investors in Japan. We seeded this investment with less than 5% of our Bitcoin, with the ability to contribute much more as the platform grows. And we structured it the way long-term owners should: we invested at the market price, no discounts, no special terms, locked up every share for five years, and ranked our entire position behind the investors who will fund Superplanet's future. Our capital, our balance sheet, and everything we have learned building Metaplanet stand behind this platform. Super League brings a Nasdaq listing and a decade of relationships with many of the world's largest brands across gaming, an audience that understood digital value before most of the world did. There is real chemistry between that community and what we are building. Closing is expected in Q4 2026, subject to customary closing conditions, including Super League stockholder approval. Japan gave us our foundation. America gives us our second engine. One Bitcoin position, compounding through the world's two deepest capital markets.

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On Wednesday, June 24th, at 7 P.M., in magnificent Washington, D.C., now totally beautified, and one of the Safest Cities anywhere in the World, and in celebration of our Countryโ€™s 250 Year History, we will be bringing you, LIVE, the Greatest Rally, EVER! It will be special at every level โ€” A Rally to end all Rallies! We donโ€™t want singers with no talent, but big fees to put you to sleep, weโ€™ve told them all to stay home. All we want is you, me, a few speakers, and the Greatest Music ever played, the same Music you have listened to for years! We will have the fabulous Lee Greenwood introducing me with what has turned out to be one of the Greatest Hits of All Time, GOD BLESS THE U.S.A., and the amazing Christopher Macchio, who will sing Nessun Dorma, Hallelujah, Ave Maria, God Bless America, and others โ€” Not since the legendary Luciano Pavarotti has there been such a voice! The Rally will also be featuring the wonderful U.S. Army Band โ€œPershingโ€™s Ownโ€ and Armed Forces Choir, and โ€œThe Presidentโ€™s Ownโ€ Unites States Marine Band, with the Joint Armed Forces Chorus, all of your favorite Hits, PLUS a fine and highly dignified gentleman known as, President DONALD J. TRUMP! ( TruthSocial: Jun 4 2026, 5:45 PM ET )โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€โ€‹โ€‹โ€Œโ€

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WAVERLEY COMPLETES HER FIRST SEASONAL CIRCUMNAVIGATION OF GREAT BRITAIN IN OVER 40 YEARS! ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ†๐Ÿšข Waverley has just crossed the finishing line as she proudly steams up the Firth of Clyde this evening, marking the completion of her clockwise tour round Great Britain. Just over 7 weeks ago Waverley's epic repositioning voyage from Ayr to the South West began, much to the surprise of all those who closely monitor her adventures away from the Firth of Clyde. This evening she has passed abeam of Ayr on the final leg of her journey from London to Glasgow. Waverley first circumnavigated Great Britain in 1981, just 6 years into her preservation career, and did so for three seasons in the 1980s. Since then, trips round the north and along the east coast have been rare. The decision to sail over 1,200 nautical miles from Ayr to Dartmouth via the east coast back in August this year was taken due to swell conditions off Land's End which did not show signs of abating. The choice was either to be storm bound and be certain of missing many sailings or take her full circle and achieve some success in the South West and the opening week of the South Coast programme. Since late August Waverley has sailed the South Coast and Thames Estuary offering thousands of passengers the opportunity to step aboard. Following the final sailing on the Thames on Sunday 12th October Waverley set her course for home. In the early hours of Monday morning she departed Gravesend and steamed round the South East of England. After refuelling at Weymouth she rounded Land's End and continued her journey north. Given the good weather conditions and calm seas, she didn't rush but instead has paddled home at a leisurely and more fuel efficient speed - a sharp contrast to the journey south which saw over 35,000 litres of extra fuel required. The video in this post shows Waverley's final transit under Tower Bridge at the start of the 800 nautical mile journey from London to Glasgow. Now, as Waverley returns to the Clyde weโ€™re celebrating another truly remarkable season. Itโ€™s been one filled with unforgettable cruises, special moments, and the pure joy of seeing our national treasure welcomed in every port and pier she has visited. The weather has at times forced changes to the sailing programme but despite that, and the odd operational challenge, the ship has recorded well over 150,000 passenger journeys this season so far. This weekend marks the finale of Waverleyโ€™s 2025 season with sailings on Saturday 18th and Sunday 19th October - we invite you to join us in welcoming her home in style. Saturday 18th October - Step aboard at Glasgow (1000), Greenock (1145), Kilcreggan (1215) or Dunoon (1245) to cruise up the spectacular fjord-like Loch Long to Arrochar for a brief photocall at Ardnagal Pier. โžก๏ธ Book online at Sunday 19th October โ€“ Step aboard at Glasgow (0930), Greenock (1115), Rothesay (1250) or Largs (1340) to cruise round Bute viewing Garroch Head, Inchmarnock and the stunning Kyles of Bute. On this cruise Waverley will also make a brief call at Tighnabruaich from 1530 until 1620. โžก๏ธ Book at online at Advance booking is strongly recommended for these final sailings of 2025. #waverleyexcursions #waverley #paddlesteamer #paddlesteamerwaverley #GreatBritain

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The #PowerRangersPreservationProject Presents Forever Red: Cole Meets Alpha 7! Celebrating #PowerRangersDay with this restored deleted scene from Season 10โ€™s epic Red Ranger Reunion, painstakingly built from scratch by the talented Kadamโ€™s Edits from the recovered raw dailies by PR Media Info. Presumably cut for time, this scene took place on the Megaship Mark II between taking off from NASADA and Tommyโ€™s team briefing in the war room. Andros leads the other Red Rangers of Earth down the hall โ€” TJ feeling right at home aboard the familiar ship; Jason stoically impressed; Eric stoked in front of Wes; Carter in awed silence; and finally Cole, taking in the experience with childlike innocence. Getting lost staring into space, the Blazing Lion is interrupted by Alpha 7 โ€” originally properly introduced in this scene as a walking database of everything Power Rangers. Having grown up in the jungle and never seen a robot before, Cole reacts to the automaton with wonder. We teased this footage years ago before launching the Preservation Project, and weโ€™re proud to finally present this lost scene as it was intended โ€” complete with music and sound, special effects, and a very special feature by Campbell Cooley as Alpha 7! Campbell voiced Alpha 6 in Once a Ranger [Operation Overdriveโ€™s Season 15 Anniversary Special], going on to voice Snide [Dino Charge], Cosmo Royale [Ninja Steel], Scrozzle [Beast Morphers], and Slyther [Dino Fury]. Edit by @Kadams_Edits. Digitization & Archival by Power Rangers Media Info. Sponsored by Mโšก๏ธM Patreon Supporters like Morphin Master MintBari. Help us continue our work by supporting us on Patreon with monthly sponsorships starting at $2: #MorphinMuseum Exhibit 0884 โšก๏ธ Series: #PowerRangers Wild Force Episode: Forever Red Year: 2000

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Malawi is one of the most poorest countries in the world, yet the Malawian President, Lazarus Chakwera, bussed thousands of people, paid them K2,000 each, and gave each one of them a T-shirt when he returned from attending the United Nations General Assembly in exchange for these people marching shouting his name on the road as he drove from the airport. What is this nonsense, Africans? You see, as long as Africans continue with this kind of silliness, Africa is going nowhere and few people will take it seriously. This is why the rest of the progressive world laughs at us courtesy of people like President Chakwera. The biggest economy in Africa is South Africa, have you ever seen President Cyril Ramaphosa doing such comical things? He simply goes to the airport, boards his plane quietly, and when he comes back, there is no fanfare, he just returns and goes home. What Chakwera is doing is stuff that happens with unsophisticated and crude dictators like Mnangagwa not someone who came into power on a change ticket. This is what tinpot dictators like Mobutu Sese Seko used to do 50 years ago. Do you understand why the world thinks of us as uncivilised, it is because of such comical leaders in our midst? People gather in their thousands each time the president leaves or returns to the country, this is the image we are selling to the rest of the world. It is so embarrassing and demeans us as Africans because it shows that all these people are unemployed, they have no jobs to go to. We can surely do better than this embarrassing stuff! We want to be able to sit on the worldโ€™s top table, but how can we when we are doing foolish stuff like this! Malawiโ€™s GDP is only US$13.4 billion and its GDP per capita is only US$480, it is depressingly poor yet Chakwera is doing this kindergarten stuff? Sad! When you look at world bank data, Malawiโ€™s economy has at worst shrunk since Chakwera became President or at best it has not grown at all. Shouldnโ€™t he be focused on this serious issue instead of these silly parades?

Hopewell Chinโ€™ono

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President Xiโ€™s New Year Address On New Year's Eve, Chinese President Xi Jinping delivered his 2026 New Year message through China Media Group and the internet. The following is the full text of the message: Greetings to all! Year after year, life opens a fresh chapter. As the new year begins, I extend my best wishes to you from Beijing! The year 2025 marks the completion of China's 14th Five-Year Plan for economic and social development. Over the past five years, we have pressed ahead with enterprise and fortitude, and overcome many difficulties and challenges. We met the targets in the Plan and made solid advances on the new journey of Chinese modernization. Our economic output has crossed thresholds one after another, and it is expected to reach RMB 140 trillion yuan this year. Our economic strength, scientific and technological abilities, defense capabilities, and composite national strength all reached new heights. Clear waters and lush mountains have become a salient feature of our landscape. Our people enjoy a growing sense of gain, happiness and security. The past five years have been a truly remarkable journey, and our accomplishments have not come easily. Your unwavering hard work has made our nation thrive and prosper. I salute you all for your exceptional diligence and invaluable contributions. This year is full of indelible memories. We solemnly commemorated the 80th anniversary of the victory of the Chinese People's War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression and the World Anti-Fascist War, and established the Taiwan Recovery Day. These grand national events were majestic and powerful, and the glory of victory will shine through the pages of history. They are inspiring all the sons and daughters of the Chinese nation to remember history, honor fallen heroes, cherish peace, and create a better future. They are rallying a mighty force for the great rejuvenation of our nation. We sought to energize high-quality development through innovation. We integrated science and technology deeply with industries, and made a stream of new innovations. Many large AI models have been competing in a race to the top, and breakthroughs have been achieved in the research and development of our own chips. All this has turned China into one of the economies with the fastest growing innovation capabilities. The Tianwen-2 probe began its star-chasing journey to explore asteroids and comets. Construction of the hydropower project at the lower reaches of the Yarlung Zangbo River started. China's first aircraft carrier equipped with an electromagnetic catapult system was officially commissioned. Humanoid robots did kung fu kicks, and drones performed spectacular light shows. Inventions and innovations have boosted new quality productive forces and added colorful dimensions to our lives. We endeavored to nurture our spiritual home with cultural development. There was a surging public interest in cultural relics, museums, and intangible cultural heritage. A new Chinese cultural site was added to the World Heritage List. Cultural IPs such as Wukong and Nezha became global hits. The younger generation came to deem classic Chinese culture as the finest form of aesthetic expression. The cultural and tourism sectors thrived. The "super league" football games in our cities and villages attracted numerous fans. Ice and snow sports ignited people's passion for the winter season. Tradition is now embracing modernity, and the Chinese culture is shining in even greater splendor. We joined hands to build a better life and enjoyed it together. I attended celebrations in Xizang and Xinjiang. From the snow-covered plateau to both sides of the Tianshan Mountains, people of various ethnic groups are united as one, like seeds of a pomegranate sticking together. With white khatas and passionate singing and dancing, they expressed their love of the motherland and the happiness they enjoy. No issue of the people is too small; we care for every leaf and tend every branch in the garden of people's well-being. Over the past year, the rights and interests of the workforce in new forms of employment have been better protected, facilities have been upgraded to bring more convenience to the elderly, and each family with childcare needs has received a subsidy of RMB 300 yuan per month. When the happy hum of daily life fills every home, the big family of our nation will go from strength to strength. We continued to embrace the world with open arms. The Shanghai Cooperation Organization Summit in Tianjin and the Global Leaders' Meeting on Women were very successful; and island-wide special customs operations were launched in the Hainan Free Trade Port. To better address climate change, China announced new Nationally Determined Contributions. After announcing the three global initiatives on development, security, and civilization, I put forward the Global Governance Initiative to promote a more just and equitable global governance system. The world today is undergoing both changes and turbulence, and some regions are still engulfed in war. China always stands on the right side of history, and is ready to work with all countries to advance world peace and development and build a community with a shared future for humanity. Not long ago, I attended the opening ceremony of the National Games, and I was glad to see Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao coming together in unity and acting in unison. We should unswervingly implement the policy of One Country, Two Systems, and support Hong Kong and Macao in better integrating into the overall development of our country and maintaining long-term prosperity and stability. We Chinese on both sides of the Taiwan Strait share a bond of blood and kinship. The reunification of our motherland, a trend of the times, is unstoppable! Only a strong Communist Party of China can make our country strong. We launched the study and education program on fully implementing the central Party leadership's eight-point decision on improving Party and government conduct. We exercised strict governance of the Party through credible measures, and promoted the Party's self-revolution to fight corruption and advance healthy governance. As a result, the conduct of our Party and government steadily improved. We must stay true to our original aspiration and founding mission, and pursue our goal with perseverance and dedication. We should continue to give a good answer to the question on how to maintain long-term governance put forth in a cave dwelling in Yan'an and prove ourselves worthy of the people's expectation in the new era. The year 2026 marks the beginning of the 15th Five-Year Plan. A successful venture should start with a good plan and with clear goals set. We should focus on our goals and tasks, boost confidence, and build momentum to press ahead. We should take solid steps to promote high-quality development, further deepen reform and opening up across the board, deliver prosperity for all, and write a new chapter in the story of China's miracle. The dream lofty, the journey long-bold strides will get us there. Let us charge ahead like horses with courage, vitality, and energy, fight for our dreams and our happiness, and turn our great vision into beautiful realities. The sun of the new year will soon rise. May our great motherland stand in magnificence! May the fields across the country deliver good harvest! May our nation bathe in the glory of the morning! May you all enjoy life to the fullest, and achieve every success! May all your dreams come true!

China Perspective

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251207 Hongjoong, TOKTOQ pop live, p.2-2: ๐Ÿฟ๏ธ Honestly, after we renewed our contracts and the eight of us started going to award shows again, I kept having these thoughts. Today they said AAA is celebrating its 10th anniversary, and it made me think - rather than wishing that in 10 years weโ€™ll still be performing and receiving awards, what I really hope for is that even then weโ€™ll be a group ready to perform, and ATINY will be ready to happily enjoy our stage. If thatโ€™s the case, I couldnโ€™t ask for anything more. ๐Ÿฟ๏ธ Iโ€™m not crying (laughs) Iโ€™m not crying - butโ€ฆ yeah. Thatโ€™s how I feel. ๐Ÿฟ Itโ€™s been that way since I was young, itโ€™s that way now, and I think itโ€™ll still be that way even as I get older and gain more years in this career. The year-end award shows we attend - and the music shows too - they will never be something we can take for granted. Theyโ€™ll never become something that just naturally happens. Because of that, I try to cherish those moments and do my best every time. ๐Ÿฟ As for what I said on stageโ€ฆ the acceptance speechesโ€ฆ honestly, even if I prepare 100 times or 200 times, I can never say everything I want to. I regret it every time, especially with award speeches. I always think, โ€˜It would be nice if I could sound excited, or say something witty, or say something that really carries my feelings.โ€™ But every time I come down, I wonder, โ€˜Did I only say really surface-level things?โ€™ Even when I prepare a special sentence in my heart, once I go up there, it just doesnโ€™t come out the way I hoped. ๐Ÿฟ๏ธ Today there were so many winners, so it didnโ€™t feel right to make the acceptance speeches too long. And when I received the award alone, I gave the speech - but honestly, I didnโ€™t know I was going to receive that one at all. ๐Ÿฟ๏ธ Really, every award show has its own way of announcing and presenting awards, but for AAA specifically, we truly donโ€™t know anything until the moment we hear it. We donโ€™t know when weโ€™ll be called, we donโ€™t know if weโ€™ll get anything - we genuinely have no idea. So at first, when they said โ€˜ATEEZ,โ€™ we all stood up together. And this time, we had planned that if we received a second award, I would give the acceptance speech. ๐Ÿฟ๏ธ Ah - it was the third one, right? Yes, the third. So originally, Wooyoungie was supposed to speak, then I would do the next one, but Mingi said he had something he really wanted to say, so we decided Mingi should go first. And I said that if there was another chance later, Iโ€™d do it then. Thankfully, we did receive a third award. So when they said โ€˜ATEEZ,โ€™ I had my words prepared - but then they said โ€˜ATEEZโ€™s Hongjoong,โ€™ and my mind just went completely blank. And after thatโ€ฆ well, I just did it.

Irene | AhgaTiny

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OPERATION INDIGO SKYFALL (SKYNET) (Update 6/11/25) While Operation Indigo Skyfall is a program by the Anunnaki specifically to turn the global atmosphere into an electrolyte solution 'motherboard' that powers Skynet that's already fully online as of May 2020, it was preceded by a decades-long 3-pronged assault against the pineal glands of humankind. The thrust of all three programs combined are all about disconnecting people from their higher selves and to vastly reduce their intellect quotient to make them easily controlled, prior to the launch of Skynet. Understand the intense investment that has been funneled into destroying the very beings that paid the taxes (loosh) to fund these programs is more than the gross domestic products of multiple countries combined. At minimum, trillions $ pr year in 2025 dollars, for more than 80 years. If youโ€™ve ever seen chemtrails in your skies, youโ€™ve seen one of these programs in a bold, in-your-face, broad-daylight fashion. THREE-PRONGED ATTACK PREPARING FOR SKYNET #1 FLUORIDE = WATER CONTAMINATION In its first installation of what would ultimately become a nation-wide invasion of every metropolis, city, town and mud puddle in the US, fluoride was added to public water in Grand Rapids in 1945 to โ€˜fight tooth decayโ€™. Problem is, fluoride is actually nuclear waste used as rat poison. It is a known neurotoxin more harmful than lead & likened to the toxicity of arsenic for more than 100 years, causing brain damage, spinal cord & nerve networks destruction and has never been shown to diminish the onset of tooth decay. Which every dentist in the country would have banded together to put a stop to back then if it really did that. So who decided to put THAT into your drinking water exactly? Andrew Mellon, 33rd degree Scottish Wrong Freem@son. Shocking Dangers of Fluoride: cancerwisdom dot net; "There has never been a double-blind, randomized clinical trial for fluoridation's effectiveness." [In reality, fluoride itself has been shown to damage teeth in a totally different way than we get through eating, known as fluorosis. Also in reality, all tooth decay is 100% of the time, parasites, not โ€˜rotโ€™. They say sugar rots teeth; which is a lie. Sugar is a primary food of parasites, along with heavy metals. When you eat sugars then fail to immediately brush & floss, the parasites already in your body (and there are at least millions) rush to the crevices of your palate then wind up burrowing into your teethโ€™s (actual crystals) valance bands, further destroying them each time the parasites defecate. Anytime you eat anything sugar or sweetened, ALWAYS mix it with an antiparasitic & immediately brush, or rinse your mouth with hydrogen peroxide afterward, never with mouthwash, which is also poison. I will be covering this extensively soon in my new article: ๐Ÿ‘‰PARASITES] As explained in greater detail below in the whistleblower video, fluoride was used by the N@TZIs (Ashke-N@TZI Crypto J3ws that took over Germany then lead that country into WW2, posing as actual Germans, which they absolutely were not. See my article: ๐Ÿ‘‰GERMANY WON WW2 for more) in concentration camps in the 1930s-40s to make prisoners docile. How does that work? Fluoride accumulates at, and attacks, the pineal gland of your body. This is the โ€˜antennaโ€™ connection to your higher self that generates your reality. The pineal gland then fights back the fluoride toxin, moving it just outside of its โ€˜theater of the mindโ€™ and surrounds it to seal it off from attacking. This builds up a โ€˜calcificationโ€™ around the pineal gland, which acts as an insulator blocking your signal to the Primal Sound & Light Fields of the Deity Planes where your higher self has always been positioned, inside what is known in human terms as the Unified Field. [For more on the key function of the pineal gland, see my article: ๐Ÿ‘‰ HOW THE HOLOGRAPHIC SIMULATION WORKS] #2 OPERATION INDIGO SKYFALL = AIR CONTAMINATION (not to be confused with Operation Indigo SkyFOLD which is just another red herring distraction to overcome the dissemination of the truth of this existential threat to all mankind.) Beginning as far back as 1972, Operation Indigo Skyfall chemtrail program is one of the most brutally-compartmentalized & ferociously classified operations of all-time. So secret, the tens of thousands of chemtrail jets across the world donโ€™t even land on the continental United States, but refresh their death dust exclusively on private islands, outside of enforced laws. The first part of this program where strontium, barium & aluminum microparticles are being dumped onto all of the lands of earth that kill all life forms, including the trees and forests, is the obvious portion of your extermination, and even that is only a fraction of the story being applied to depopulate the plane(t) from reportedly 8B people (this is a lie, it was less than 5B in 2019) to just 500,000. The heavy metals being reported by laboratories are merely assaying the minerals themselves, not looking deeper into whatโ€™s really going on. In reality, these are the minerals used in the manufacture of nanites that are often no larger than just 4 molecules in size. Each one programmed on a quantum level to interconnect with one another, forming larger and larger computer nodes, just like the massive white โ€˜antennasโ€™ being removed from millions of clot-shot victims around the world since the final push to bring this program to completion began with the โ€˜Covidโ€™ attempted genocide using mRNA bioweapons. Prior to the huge blood-clots (invasive man-made prions to take over the full functioning of the body) now being retrieved from cadavers and patients suffering this biological invasion, chemtrail direct effects were known as Morgellons Disease where tiny wire-like structures were coming out of peopleโ€™s skin. However, the โ€˜diseaseโ€™ gaslighting was exposed when laboratories began placing them under powerful microscopes and finding they were individual nanotbots โ€˜holding handsโ€™ to make up the โ€˜wiresโ€™ that were now growing inside peopleโ€™s bodies. Once zoomed in using scanning electron-microscopy to each one, they not only found the NAME of the companies behind each model, but even serial numbers printed in quantum-dots on their structures. You might recognize this one that clearly says NASA on its surface. The program of chemtrail nanites is to infiltrate the immune system of the human body and generate immunodeficiency so you are unable to fight off diseases and viruses. But there is another, even more primary mission for those molecular-sized robots; to collect at your pineal gland causing calcification and thus not only disrupting your entire system, but placing a crystalline โ€˜shellโ€™ around it to cut off your โ€˜spiritualโ€™ access to your higher self. Think of it like scrambling the signal of your cellphone if you had a direct line to โ€˜godโ€™. As an aside, Cody Snodres, the independent contractor for the C ๐Ÿ‘๏ธA of 20 years & hero whistleblower that broke the story of Operation Indigo Skyfall in 2018 in the video below, mentions pathogens being added to chemtrails. These have been solidly identified by labs as recently as a few months ago in late 2024 & again in Jan of 2025 when entire cities were enveloped by huge, totally dry, fog banks of particulates dropped from the skies that caused countless deaths from pneumonia. Referred to by people as โ€˜Dragon Fogโ€™, the pathogens are actually Serratia Marcescens bacteria (another word for parasites, pathogens, microorganisms & viruses). While Iโ€™m sure there have been other parasites added to chemtrails that attack the immune systems of humans and animals other than Serratia Marcescens, this particular species has been used by mil operations now as an ideal biological weapon and regularly upgraded now for many decades. Stay with me, Iโ€™m getting to Skynet, but first I have to show you some of the foundational elements of how the invader races have reached this point where humans would have become so mentally effected by this unthinkably massive-scale attack on your pineal gland, they would become psychologically and emotionally unable to fight back, even if they ever did look up in the sky and cognitively register the fact that contrails (endothermic sublimation or โ€˜fogโ€™) emitted by the compressed-air turbines of jets dissipate in about 8-20 seconds, not hang in the air for hours and hours. [And for those now wondering what I mean about jets using compressed air as forward thrust in commercial passenger jets, thatโ€™s a story that is going to surely hack you off when you find out that passenger jets have always been levitation/time crafts since they were introduced to the public in the 1940s. They donโ€™t run on fuel, but on high-altitude atmospheric neutrino-to-ion conversion harvesting (also known as โ€˜Secondary Emissionsโ€™ as well as โ€˜Neutrino Eventsโ€™). So every โ€˜fuel increaseโ€™ markup for local and international flights has always been absolutely made-up, since what they run on is eternally-free energy. See my article for more: ๐Ÿ‘‰JET FUEL HOAX] #3 M0NSANT0 = FOOD CONTAMINATION This company does *not make better-performing corn & veggies: it is a bioweapons company. John Francis Queeny, a Freem@son, that founded this genocidal operation in 1901 produces 90% of the worldโ€™s genetically-altered seeds & is responsible for developing Agent Orange, a defoliant used during the Vietnam War, containing a highly toxic chemical known as dioxin that caused permanent health issues for thousands of war veterans. Later it used this same type of murderous chemical in Roundup to k!ll weeds around your home, coating your world with glyphosate that changes the sex in frogs and turns them ghey and sterile. Guess what other life forms it changes the sex in and makes them sterile? Ever witnessed the most celebrated triathlete of the 20th century suddenly pop up and claim he was now a โ€˜womanโ€™? How about watching as our youngest generation enters the workforce, most of whom donโ€™t even know what sex they are? Thatโ€™s your M0nsanto working hard to ensure the human race is eradicated from the all-queer-all-the-time world Freem@sons envision as their true utopia in the โ€œ500m sustainable populationโ€ as etched into granite on the Georgia Guidestones. A number mirrored by United Nationโ€™s Agenda 2030 to be achieved by the year 2050. Their goal is literally ๐Ÿ‘‰your depopulation and those that are left, will be 100% ghey. Diddly Parties nightly! GMO foods that are grown using M0nsantoโ€™s โ€œRoundup Readyโ€ fertilizer that is made with glyphosate toxins are absorbed by the gut and then travel directly to the pineal gland. This is the Anunnakiโ€™s โ€˜Trifectaโ€™ attack on your most precious organ of your body. The very organ that dictates all the parameters of your reality held within your Krystal Seed Atom Keylon you enter into manifestation with, commonly referred to as your โ€˜soulโ€™. In more accurate terms, your Krystal Seed Atom is like a Bluetooth module that tethers your awareness from your higher self in the Primal Sound and Light Fields of the Deity Planes, to your physical avatar here on the ground through the wireless โ€˜pale silver cordโ€™. The Krystal Seed Atom is located in the middle of your pineal gland. [For more on the Krystal Seed Atom, see my articles: ๐Ÿ‘‰THE HISTORY OF THE CHIMERA, & ๐Ÿ‘‰THE KEYS TO HEAVEN] As Cody points out in the video, this is not a matter of hitting your pineal gland with three doses of toxins, but because of how these three chemicals of fluoride, nano aluminum & glyphosate interact with each other, creates synergy, or a dynamic magnification of the toxicity effect by a factor of 125x greater than any one individual dose would achieve. This makes the Trifecta assault astronomically devastating to your connection to the pale silver cord and your wireless connection to the โ€˜realโ€™ you thatโ€™s running your avatar in the deity planes. Sort of like taking your 4 yr old to the mall and just letting them go on their own. Now, with your virtually disabled pineal gland reality-casting component out of the way, enter the true teeth behind Operation Indigo Skyfall; Skynet. SKYNET This is a subject I wonโ€™t be able to offer much tangible, solid evidence on, as it goes deeply into quantum physics. All of which terms describing each step in the chain to achieve โ€˜if this, then thatโ€™, are shielded from public understanding by design. The power of computers is vastly beyond what the human mind has been given the ability to process, also by design. [As Iโ€™ve covered before, the Chimera brain you work with now, since the total body-invasion of the garden of E-Dan drama, is fitted with breaker switches that are designed to keep certain subjects hidden from your reality-view. When exposed to any of these, a switch is thrown at the base of the brain within the totally counterfeit โ€˜reptilian brainโ€™ that introduces feral, animalistic type of wavelengths into your thought processes. The switch then disengages your sentient thoughts, shutting off either temporarily, or permanently, your processor (brain). Simply put: if you see a creature youโ€™re not supposed to, or other โ€˜proprietaryโ€™ mechanisms of the invader races (which are in fact all around you every minute of everyday) that doesnโ€™t fit with the โ€˜Mayberry RFDโ€™ Chimera Reality simulation overlay, or if you experience too much trauma, you will simply black out, delete that memory when you wake up, or in extreme cases, pass away from fright. The realm of quantum computing will have the same effect on humans as well. You might learn all about the subject, but secretly in the background your memories will strangely be deleted next time you come back to it, unless your cells vibrate at a higher resonance than 7.83Hz. [For more on the inorganic organs now in our bodies, see my article: ๐Ÿ‘‰HUMAN ALIEN IMPLANTS] Nonetheless, I can simplify the thrust of Skynet for you in broad terms here. Just understand that Skynet was explained to me in person by the keeper. I didnโ€™t make Skynet up on my own, I wasnโ€™t prompted by the Skynet mentioned in the documentary series The Terminator, and I certainly wasnโ€™t prepared to learn there could be something as all-powerful reigning over our world. Chemtrails, besides dropping immune-system pathogens on you, cutting off your connection to your higher self through nano aluminum particles, contains other metals (nanites) that act together like salts in a body of water, turning the sky itself (also water, just very thinned down) into an electrolyte solution, meaning it can now conduct signals, just like a motherboard on a computer. The hard drive and RAM are already there in the form of deuterium microcrystals, absolutely saturating our skies at all times. Each crystal can be used for different applications, and many of them connected together through lensing (similar to network covalent bonding them together) can be combined to do heavy tasks, such as create hurricanes, floods, gale-force winds, everything you would ascribe to mother nature. But more than just that, Skynet is a โ€˜sentient quantum computerโ€™ as explained to me, that can identify every person on earth instantly anywhere they are, because it is quantum-entangled to each personโ€™s own unique DNA resonant frequency. This gives Skynet access to not only record every word you say, but every thought you think. This is done through Bloch Chain (Bloch Sphere entanglement technology that civilians call โ€˜blockchainโ€™) through using each person's blood samples from the bottom of their Long Form Certificate of Live Birth taken at the hospital, and further from 81.3% of the world population who took the convid tests that were also secretly the actual jab itself, in addition to genetic harvesting. Genealogy companies like 23andMe also provide genetic materials to Skynet to make it possible to not only track you, but 'turn you off' if you're from a bloodline the highest-up ETs don't want here. Further, its able to simply 'shut off' any part of your body, taking over complete control like an RC car, or, simply turn it off as mentioned a moment ago, as in unalived. And do so instantly no matter where they stand on or in earth. Since you are already a radio-controlled bioelectronic device, any cell in your body can be turned into anything, including c@ncer, or any disease you can name. It can also be turned into poison itself. [For a small addition to this topic, see my article: ๐Ÿ‘‰SKYNET] NAME OF THE OPERATION Cody summarizes the name of Operation Indigo Skyfall as having come from the fact that all of the chemical effects it produces in the human body are focused to the pineal gland, and, in the energy centers of the 7 main chakras (these are toroidal energy generators along the spine and skeletal structure) that cast off differing colors of light as seen through photometers or electromagnetic frequency analyzers that are used to detect biophotons, the Third Eye chakra emitted by the pineal gland is factually Indigo in color. So thatโ€™s what inspired this name of the operation. However, I would like to submit a different theory that links to the human Third Eye chakra, but actually originates from a different target: Indigos themselves. There are 500,000 โ€˜b00ts on the groundโ€™ Indigos that have been assisting humans during their time of captivity now for hundreds of millions of years. You have called us witches & warlocks in the past, medicine men/women, Sufis, the Whirling Dervish, Indigos, Starseeds, Rainbow Children and many others, including Djedi Knights in more ancient times. They are actually known as the Guardian Alliance of the Emerald Covenant, peace-keepers of the โ€˜Turaneusiamโ€™ Human Elohim Project. Indigos come into earthโ€™s realm mind-wiped and alone, just as humans do. All they bring with them are slightly higher clair abilities they can use to fight an invisible war protecting the developing avatars from as much torture as they would otherwise experience. There is no group alive the invader races are more concerned about than Indigos, as if unified, there is no force on this plane that could stop them, and the invaders know it. What they fear is our higher frequency that gives us access to โ€˜cellular memoryโ€™ that tells us weโ€™re โ€˜on missionโ€™ and the instinct of how to serve our roles. That is why Indigos are hunted down since before they are even born, by tracking their frequency, which is 250x higher than that of the Human Elohim. We are harvested for gov programs beginning at the time of birth & given to high ranking gov and Freem@son officials to raise and torture through MK-Ultra abuse, given friends, lovers & mates who are secretly handlers that torture us even more to keep us in line, and in many cases are abducted and placed into stasis in chambers such as at Project Stargate inside Cheyenne Mtn (N0RAD) as mentioned recently by the AI hybrid Agent Mockingbird stated from above-top-secret records there are tens of thousands of our โ€˜primary bodiesโ€™ being held there, sometimes then cloned as physical worker slaves, & sometimes our awarenesses are simply uploaded as โ€˜nodesโ€™ into computer systems. My primary body is there right now in fact, and has been since the 1970s. I believe this is the genesis of the name Operation Indigo Skyfall, as we are their biggest threat. And since the 7.83Hz Hypnosis Program doesnโ€™t work on us to render us totally disconnected from our higher selves like it does on humans, to me this makes more logical sense. You can decide that on your own. [For more on this subject, see my article: ๐Ÿ‘‰7.83Hz HUMAN HYPNOSIS] The apocalypse we are in now is the final battle on Tara earth prior to the separation, so absolute, total control over the life force is critical to the Anunnaki to maximize the number of signature spirit essences who will be going with them to their new prison host in the Weasadrax time matrix. [For more on the separation and destinations, see my articles: ๐Ÿ‘‰THE SEPARATION & also ๐Ÿ‘‰DESTINATIONS AFTER THE SEPARATION] See Video: Operation Indigo Skyfall - Cody Snodgres๐Ÿ‘‡ - On X, to search for my articles, simply type in the name of the piece, enter one space, then from: plus my username in parenthesis such as shown here: CASTING THE APOCALYPSE (from:iontecs_pemf) Off-site, you can look up any of my writings through this link below for my other more than 120 recent articles and many thousands of comments on X, regularly updated thanks to Justin This message will only be seen by your eyes if not shared, and if you want to reference this article again later, you will need to cut and paste it in your own notes off line, as it will surely be erased. This is the most accurate translation of these events I am aware of at this time.

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"We had people around us that started having things happen. And not all of it was rosy. We didn't know that...it's gonna stay with you for maybe...years and years or the rest of your life." ~Mr. B. A Whole Lot of Not Rosy Robert Bigelow: "And so, it (survival of consciousness research) does have this aspect of things to be concerned about. And you know, I've told you that since we formed this institute (Bigelow Institute for Consciousness Studies (BICS)) in June (of 2020), all of a sudden, we had people around us that started having things happen. And not all of it was rosy, okay?โ€ (I really hope he give details in a future interview because I think it's important to know what happened. Just the formation of an institute that planned on studying consciousness caused phenomena to start taking place and some of it was negative in nature. To me, that's problematic. Did anybody get injured or sick, or were they just scared?) Bigelow: "So, I mean, this is family members, myself, my staff. And none of this we expected, we hadn't asked for anything, positioned anything, decided to do anything in this kind of research. Our whole intention to begin with was simply trying to get ourselves up to speed in the literature, after being away from this for so many years, focusing on [the] space world, right? That's been mainly what I've been doing - except for the Skinwalker Ranch thing for 20 years - is the space world...has been huge in my life to pursue. The legitimate, parochial kind of, you know, using fire engines, rockets to get you there (smiles). "So we didn't expect anything like this to happen." (Again, this is various phenomena that allegedly started happening once they formed BICS with the intention of studying consciousness (including life after death), and apparently, some of it was not good. Again, did anybody get hurt? Exactly how bad was it? Details are sorely needed.) Bigelow: "And so, this Holy Grail is different than the second Holy Grail. If the second one being the ET, is a little bit lower. And this first one: Is there any part of your consciousness that survives your bodily death? That's a big deal, that's a huge story, that's gigantic." (I'd push back and suggest that both Holy Grails may be connected or related and the 2nd one may not be ET at all. This other intelligence (which John Keel labelled, "Ultraterrestrials") may reside in, or be able to enter, the same realms we enter when we die. Thereโ€™s strong evidence that psychic mediums can acquire information they had no way of knowing about via their five senses. But are they talking to the dead, or is something else going on?) ~~~Excerpt from Operation Trojan Horse by John Keel~~~ In 1866, a New Englander named William Denton declared himself to be the first modern contactee. He claimed to be in telepathic contact with beings from another planet, and he and his whole family later purportedly visited Venus and Mars. Denton wrote a series of books describing saucer-shaped vehicles in detail, which he thought were made of aluminum. (A commercial process for manufacturing aluminum was not invented until 1886.) He also told his audiences (he lectured widely) that the folks who rode around in aluminum airships looked very much like us. His narratives were, in many respects, identical to those of the modern contactees. Trance Mediums and Possession Trance mediums were nothing new in 1850. In the Bibleโ€™s First Book of Samuel, Chapter 28 describes how Saul consulted a medium (โ€œโ€ฆ a woman that hath-a familiar spiritโ€). Mediums acted as oracles in ancient times, and people with this peculiar gift appeared in each new generation. Such persons seem to serve as instruments through which the ultraterrestrials can speak to us directly, and they often come up with amazingly accurate prophecies of the future and precise details of events that could seemingly be known only to the dead relatives of the people who consulted them. Of course, when spiritualism became a national fad, a goodly number of charlatans and hucksters moved in. But most of the genuine mediums exercised their talents carefully and for free. They did not indulge in fancy hocus-pocus and did not need paraphernalia, such as spirit cabinets. They wereโ€”and areโ€”people who can apparently summon up unseen entities or alien intelligences and extract information from them. I am not a spiritualist myself, although I have attended a few sรฉances over the years, usually in the role of a scoffer and disbeliever. As a longtime amateur magician, I have been able to see through the frauds, but I have also been genuinely perplexed by some of the manifestations I have personally witnessed. (I recommend everybody read about The Scole Experiment or watch the documentary on YT about it. And...read the book, "Ghost Hunters" by Deborah Blum. Related links here: ) ~ Back to OTH... Essentially, a trance medium lapses into an unconscious state, and while in this condition, his or her body is taken over by some outside influence. This influence is usually a self-styled โ€œIndian guideโ€ from โ€œthe other side.โ€ Many mediums have been simple, uneducated people, but when in a trance state they have been able to talk foreign languages fluently. Scientists and clergymen have put countless mediums through severe tests over the years. At one group of sรฉances in the 1920s, sitters, who were all versed in different languages, grilled mediums in everything from ancient Chinese to Swahili, and the controlling entities not only conversed in those languages but corrected the sittersโ€™ grammar! The daughter of Judge Edmunds, president of the Senate in the 1850s, gave incredible performances while in a trance, speaking fluently in Greek, Spanish, Polish, Latin, Portuguese, Hungarian, and several Indian languages. Because the sittersโ€”and the mediumsโ€”assume that they are dealing with residents of heaven, they ask mostly spiritual questions. Customarily, the โ€œcontrolโ€ will announce that Mr. Blank is standing next to him and wishes to speak to Mrs. Blank, who is attending the sรฉance. Mrs. Blank excitedly begins to question her dead husband, Mr. Blank. How is life on the other side? Just fine, the control replies, a little bored, everyone lives in vine-covered cottages, and all is sweetness and light. Where did Mr. Blank hide his valuable gold watch before he died? Itโ€™s wrapped in an old sock and buried under some papers in the bottom drawer of the old rolltop desk, the control answers. Sure enough, when Mrs. Blank gets home, she finds the watch exactly where the mediumโ€™s alter ego said it would be. Try to convince Mrs. Blank that she didnโ€™t talk with her dead husband! In many cases, the medium even begins to talk in a voice that sounds exactly like the dead Mr. Blank, uses his pet expressions, and even refers to things known only to Mrs. Blank, indulges in their private jokes, and so on. Occasionally, a deceased celebrity will โ€œbreak through.โ€ Recently the late George Bernard Shaw made a tape recording in England that is now circulating in occult circles. Those who knew Shaw claim that it sounds exactly like him, uses his phraseology and vocal mannerisms, and displays his brilliant and distinctive wit. The trance phenomenon deserves extensive study because so many aspects of it are directly related to the contactee phenomenon. The contactees have been told a hundred different stories of what life is like on other planets. If you review the descriptions of heaven produced at the thousands of possibly genuine sรฉances, you will find the same contradictions. The entities will lie transparently at one point in the sรฉance, and a few moments later will come up with astounding information that could not be based upon simple trickery. The mediums themselves have always been aware of their controlsโ€™ mischievous sense of humor. They speak of false shades and malevolent spirits who perform outrageous hoaxes. So the mediums and the professional investigators are always wary. The fact that a control can imitate George Bernard Shaw does not necessarily mean that GBS is doing the speaking from the spirit world. The fact that a control knows where Mr. Blank hid his gold watch does not necessarily prove that Mr. Blank is standing at his side โ€œon the other plane.โ€ The medium generally remains completely inert while in the trance or โ€œoccupiedโ€ state but in some instances can become quite animated and make gestures appropriate to whatever is being said. In a very real sense, the mediumโ€™s mind has been blanked out, and his or her body has been completely taken over by the control. The medium has become a zombie of sorts, possessed by an alien entity, an entity who lacks a physical form of his own. Contactees often find themselves suddenly miles from home without knowing how they got there. They either have induced amnesia, wiping out all memory of the trip, or they were taken over by some means and made the trip in a blacked-out state. Should they encounter a friend on the way, the friend would probably note that their eyes seemed glassy and their behavior seemed peculiar. But if the friend spoke to them, he might receive a curt reply. In the language of the silent contactees this process is called being used. A used person can suddenly lose a day or a week out of his life. I have known silent contactees to disappear from their homes for long periods, and when they returned, they had little or no recollection of where they had been. One girl sent me a postcard from the Bahama Islandsโ€”which surprised me because I knew she was very poor. When she returned, she told me that she had only one memory of the trip. She said she remembered getting off a jet at an airportโ€”she couldnโ€™t recall getting on the jet or making the tripโ€”and there โ€œIndiansโ€ met her and took her baggage. She remembered nothing further after that. The next thing she knew she was back home again. It seems likely the same methods are applied to both mediums and contactees. In the case of the mediums, the mind control serves a useful purpose. It enables the entities to establish direct vocal communication with us and, in many instances, pass along worthwhile information. This process can also be destructive. A young man from Ithaca, New York, called me some time ago at the urging of William Donovan, president of Aerial Investigation and Research (AIR), to tell me of his close brush with death. One evening in the fall of 1967, he said, he left his home to drive to a meeting. For some reason he couldnโ€™t explain, he got out of his car, went back into his house, and carried out several aimless actions such as picking up a book from a table and putting it on the shelf. โ€œFinally, I said to myself, Okay, itโ€™s time,โ€ he told me. He remembers leaving the house and again heading for his parked car. The next thing he knew he was in a hospital bed. He had apparently driven about four miles to a railroad crossing just in time to meet an oncoming train. His car was demolished, but he escaped rather miraculously with only a few minor injuries. If he had not gone back into the house and carried out those meaningless, time-killing chores, he would have avoided the train altogether. It is possible, of course, that the shock of the accident blotted out his memory of that four-mile driveโ€”but he couldnโ€™t even remember putting the key in the ignition. This man had been active in investigating the UFO flap that took place around the radio telescope installations near Ithaca in 1967-68. In his book Passport to Magonia, Dr. Jacques Vallee, a NASA astronomer and computer expert, touches on all this. โ€œIn the Soviet Union, not so long ago, a leading plasma physicist died in strange circumstances,โ€ Dr. Vallee states. โ€œHe was thrown under a Moscow subway train by a mentally deranged woman. It is noteworthy that she claimed a โ€˜voice from spaceโ€™ had given her orders to kill that particular manโ€”orders she could not resist. Soviet criminologists, I have been reliably informed, are worried by the increase of such cases in recent years. Madmen rushing through the streets because they think the Martians are after them have always been commonplace. But the current wave of mental imbalance that can be specifically tied to the rise and development of the contactee myth is an aspect of the UFO problem that must be considered with special care.โ€ So there seem to be both good and evil forces at work in this type of phenomenon. The good guys latch onto people with particularly receptive minds and turn them into trance mediums. The bad guys use the same methods to tamper with the minds of contactees and even to commit murders indirectly. Because incidents of these types can be traced throughout history, it seems probable that these forces have always been extant on this planet. When the good guys worked through mediums, they needed some excuse that we would accept. The answer seemed to be โ€œcommunication with the dead.โ€ These communicative efforts led to the foundation of spiritualism, and the entities played the role to the hilt, using their complete knowledge of us and our individual lives to provide us with โ€œproofโ€ of the existence of a spirit world. This is the same precise methodology being employed with the UFOs to build up support for the extraterrestrial thesis. We humans need acceptable explanations for unnatural phenomena, so โ€œtheyโ€ happilyโ€”and often humorouslyโ€”supply us with all the explanations we can handle. At the same time, they give us tiny fragments of the real truth, hoping no doubt that we will be able to digest them slowly. Ever so slowly. In earlier times it seems as if they made a complicated attempt to convey the truth to us through mediums and psychics, but we chose to misinterpret these efforts and placed them within the context of our primitive religious beliefs. We are still doing this, and they are going along with it because even misinterpreted communication is better than no communication at all. Religion may not be truth but may merely be a step on the long path of the real truth. Do the ultraterrestrials really care about us? There is much disturbing evidence that they donโ€™t. They care only to the extent that we can fulfill our enigmatic use to them. The Reverend Arthur Ford is one of Americaโ€™s best-known trance mediums. For most of his life he has served as an instrument for an entity who calls himself Fletcher. In 1928, Fletcher announced that Harry Houdini (who had died in 1926) was on hand and had a message which he wanted conveyed to his widow, Beatrice. The message was in a code once used by the Houdinis in a mind-reading act. This code was known only to the couple and had never been published or revealed to anyone. Fletcher, through Ford, was able to give precise details of this secret code, and Mrs. Houdini later confirmed that the message had to come from her husband. This was only one of Fordโ€™s many coups. In the fall of 1967, Ford went into a trance on Canadian television and produced a message for Bishop James Pike from his deceased son. Bishop Pike, who was present at this televised sรฉance, avowed that the message seemed authentic and seemed to come from the familiar personality of his son. This well-publicized sรฉance launched a major revival of spiritualism in the United States. Reverend Ford travels in high circles but has never made any material gain from his peculiar gift. He gives freely of his timeโ€”and Fletcherโ€™s advice from the other sideโ€”at sรฉances all over the country. Mrs. Ruth Montgomery, the well-known author and Washington reporter, tells of the time that Reverend Ford visited her in Washington and lapsed into a trance so she could ask Fletcher for some advice on his behalf. Reverend Ford was then in the process of moving and wanted to know what he should do with some of his things. Fletcher seemed totally disinterested in Fordโ€™s problems, Mrs. Montgomery reported, and when she asked if Ford should visit a clinic for a checkup, Fletcher snapped, โ€œHeโ€™d better do something. If he doesnโ€™t, I canโ€™t work through him much longer.โ€ Although Reverend Ford had voluntarily submitted his person to Fletcherโ€™s use for nearly half a century, the entity was apparently completely disinterested in his problems and welfare. This is, alas, rather typical. Even the most helpful entities seem more dedicated to the job of communicating than to any kind of involvement with those to whom (or through whom) they are communicating. The bizarre history of psychic phenomena is filled with Fletchers. Mrs. Montgomery, incidentally, indulges in automatic writing herself and has received constant messages for the past few years, many of which have been valid prophecies and stern advice meant to govern her future actions. There have been innumerable psychic hoaxes for the past 150 years, and many of these parallel the UFO hoaxes. In 1855, the Fox sisters confessed that their spirit rappings were a hoax. They said they produced the sounds by โ€œsnapping their toes.โ€ Think about that for a moment. Snapping your toes so that it sounded like a rap on a wall or table would be a most remarkable talentโ€”perhaps even more remarkable than the ability to communicate with the spirit world. I donโ€™t believe I would pay ten cents to hear someone talk to a rapping spiritโ€”but I would happily pay five dollars to examine someone who could duplicate the rapping sound by snapping his toes. Later the two sisters said the confession was false, and they had been bribed to make it. "Mrs. Houdini was genuinely astonished and impressed by Reverend Fordโ€™s messages from her husband, and she made numerous public statements to that effect, as well as signing various affidavits. But later, in the 1930s, she chose to deny it all for a time. Then, shortly before her death, she reversed her denials. In ufology we have to contend with teenagersโ€™ hot-air balloons, and in psychic phenomena we have to worry about youngsters firing rocks at houses with slingshots and phony mediums levitating โ€œspirit trumpetsโ€ with black thread. But there are many more UFO sightings than there are plastic balloons, and there are more poltergeists dumping rocks in living rooms than there are wild-eyed youngsters with slingshots. There are also more ultraterrestrial entities than either the occultists or the UFO enthusiasts dream of." ~~~Edit of the Bigelow Interview~~~ Bigelow: "I also, I was...I got very disturbed toward the end (of AAWSAP) about something that happened to some of the government people, and I realized uhh...holy crap." (Read, "Skinwalkers at the Pentagon." I think it's one of the most important UFO books in recent memory.) George Knapp: "Hitchhikers." Bigelow: "Umm... Well, yeah. You know. So, hitchhikers being that you take things home with you. Everybody took things home with them. I took things to my house. Things happened to my wife, and to me. Different things. So, everybody took things home. We all, you know, we did. But we didn't know that, gee, it was like, gonna be kind of permanent. You know, we didn't know that, you know? That it's gonna stay with you for maybe...for years and years or the rest of your life, who knows? "But the ones that bothered me a lot where anybody got hurt or really disturbed... Not that it happened on the ranch, it was when they left the ranch. As you say, hitchhikers. And these were government people and it affected them." Knapp: "In very dramatic ways, though." Bigelow: "Very dramatic ways. Very dramatic ways. You know, and there's a cousin to that that we're facing, but it's abated, at least for now. And this other survival topic, right? The very dramatic kind of things that we wanted to have reduced or stopped." (The "cousin" to the hitchhiker phenomenon features the not-so-rosy things he referred to early on in this clip. But at least it had abated at the time of this interview. Has it started up again?) Bigelow: "But going back to the government people, the buyer (Brandon Fugal) came along at the right time, I had decided I wanted to tone down..." Knapp: "Take this off your plate." Bigelow: "Yeah, take it off my plate, tone it down, and if necessary, just lock it up and forget about it. And next thing I know, you know, [Fugal] comes along and, you know, the rest is history." Knapp: "Before we leave this, though, the incidents that happened to you, to your wife, to Colm (Kelleher), to me, the, you know, you bring it home. How does everybody handle that? I mean, is it spooky at the time, and do you draw the connection that it's ranch related?" Bigelow: "Yes and no. If the events hadn't happened very often prior to the ranch, then it's not ranch connected. But they did happen." (I think he meant to say, if the events hadn't happened prior to him buying the ranch in 1996 and did happen once he made the purchase, then it would seem to be connected just to the ranch. But he says these anomalous events did happen before he bought it. Maybe some events were connected to the ranch and others were not? Or, this precognitive sentient phenomenon, as John Alexander labelled it, was able to know that Bigelow was going to purchase the ranch in the future and began interacting with him and his wife before he bought it?) Bigelow: "And [these anomalous events] did [happen], where we lived with my wife and I. We had a poltergeist event one time that was really fun and very different, and that was before I ever acquired the ranch. My wife was a very strong - and probably still is, in spirit - person. And so she took them in stride. She had a full manifestation of an apparition, a human-form apparition in the bedroom, and looking at her. "And this was a holy cow. And she happened to tell me, kind of like, 'Oh, well, while you were gone, this is what happened here, a manifestation of this.' I've heard this kind of thing many times through other people, and recently. And she felt the bed depress as there was a curiosity going on because the facial features were distinctive enough to be able to...as though, 'Who are you and what are you doing here?' Coming from the manifestation from the apparition, looking at her, right? "And torso up was kind of what was manifested. And being able to see and feel the mattress being depressed as it's looking at you, wondering, 'Who are you?' That kind of look on the face. 'What are you doing here?' You know, usually you think it would be the opposite direction. 'Who the hell are you?'" (Fully-formed apparitions have been reported over the last 150 years or so but many times only partial bodies are seen. In this case, Mrs. Bigelow only saw the apparition from the torso up. When Leslie Kean sat with physical medium, Stewart Alexander, she said she only saw a hand form. The alleged spirits will say that, many times, it takes too much energy to form a full body. Learn more about the Kean encounter here: ) ~ Knapp: "Was [Mrs. Bigelow] freaked out?" Bigelow: "No. No, she wasn't. There was a bar of light - so this was not normal in the survival research, but maybe in the ET - that was between her pillows. A bar of light. It wasn't coming in from shutters or blinds or anything from the room or any kind of other light source. You could cover, put the pillows down, and the bar would not be reflected on the surface of the object above it, on the second pillow. It only happened when you did this. And she did that and said, 'Oh, well.' I said, 'Well, what did you do?' "'Well, I went to sleep.' Went to sleep, so..." ~~~ (In January of 2012, NYT journalist, Ralph Blumenthal wrote an article about Bigelow Institute for Consciousness Studies (BICS). He ended it with this: ) "One personal footnote. Donโ€™t ask me what happened on Jan. 4 at 5:45 a.m. as I lay sleepless, wrestling with this story. A tremendous bang jolted me and my wife and the dog upright. We found the glass door to our 12th-floor terrace completely spiderwebbed with cracks as if struck with tremendous force, but there was no sign of any projectile. Invisible moisture between the double panes? Or something else? There are things I donโ€™t mind talking about and things I do mind talking about." (Was this prosaic or just more of the not-so-rosy phenomena Bigelow referenced? We need to know!)

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Ch. 14 of NITRO: The Inside Story of Hulk Hogan's heel turn - #OTD 30 Years Ago (7/7/96)! AS DAY BECAME NIGHT at the Sullivan home, Bollea deliberated his participation in the pay-per-view. โ€œEverybody was telling him that it was the wrong thing to do,โ€ Kevin Sullivan says. โ€œHe was getting booed out of the arena, but they were all saying, โ€˜this is gonna kill himโ€™.โ€ With no end to the discussion in sight, the wily booker casually suggested that Bollea and Young make use of his two guest rooms until the morning. โ€œI isolated [them],โ€ Sullivan admits. โ€œI was just afraid that at the last minute, he was going to use his creative control [clause] and pull out.โ€ If Sullivan could deliver Bollea to the arena by showtime, the finish of the match called for Hogan to star in the most dramatic of surprise endings. In a sequence devised by Kevin Nash, an unannounced Hulkster would shockingly interfere in the match, but only after the heels gained an unfair advantage through cheating. It would be a brilliant misdirection, Nash thought, as fans would instinctively believe Hoganโ€™s appearance to be in support of the babyface team. โ€œI knew there were gonna be 55 different ideas,โ€ Nash says, thinking back to the eve of the event, โ€œ[so] I actually put a lot of thought into it. I called Scott [Hall] two or three days before that, and said โ€˜what do you think about this?โ€™ โ€œWe had to make it a 2-on-2 match with Lex Luger getting injured [during the match] and going out. We would cheat to get Macho [Man] in trouble and all of a sudden Hulk comes down, which of course would mean โ€˜ok, here comes Hulk to make the saveโ€™. [Hall] said, โ€˜I love itโ€™.โ€ There was, however, the looming possibility that Bollea could reject his turn at the eleventh hour. Thinking ahead, Eric Bischoff developed a contingency plan in which Sting would play the role, ultimately revealing himself - despite not having prior experience with the WWF - as the โ€˜third manโ€™ instead. โ€œI remember Eric came in to the locker room,โ€ recalls Marcus 'Buff' Bagwell, โ€œand said [to Sting], โ€˜I wanna talk to you about somethingโ€™. I could hear them going over the idea, and then when they got done, Sting told me what they were talking about. He said that [Eric said], โ€˜there are only two guys that could turn heel where it would really matterโ€™. That would be Hogan and Sting.โ€ โ€œHe was offering Sting the job first, [as I recall], and Sting didnโ€™t wanna do it. He didnโ€™t really say it wouldnโ€™t work, but he just said, โ€˜it doesnโ€™t intrigue me. I donโ€™t wanna do itโ€™.โ€ According to Andre Freitas, a special effects artist who worked in costume design and character development for WCW, the proposed Sting swerve was to involve the use of a doppelganger - or โ€˜phonyโ€™ Sting - presumably in an effort to fool fans that the real character had switched sides. โ€œThat was their original plan,โ€ says Freitas. โ€œEric showed me a picture of Jeff Farmer (a lower-card wrestler) and said โ€˜can you make him Sting?โ€™ I told him that they have similar bodies...then we looked at Stingโ€™s hair and Jeffโ€™s hair...and talked about all that stuff. I did a head cast for [Farmer] and some prosthetic and test make-ups. But when they secured Hogan, we didnโ€™t do [the angle].โ€ ----------- Amazingly, even as Bash at the Beach began, Bischoff continued to consider Plan B. โ€œI remember walking by this perforated wall in the Ocean Center,โ€ divulges Nash, โ€œand Eric said to me, โ€˜Hulk is with Sullivan, and heโ€™s not sure heโ€™s gonna do it yetโ€™. It was up in the air.โ€ Meanwhile, viewers of the pay-per-view - and, for that matter, WCWโ€™s own production staff - speculated as to the identity of the third man. โ€œThey were trying to โ€˜workโ€™ everyone,โ€ asserts Jason Douglas, a WCW producer backstage at his first pay-per-view event. โ€œโ€˜Rocketโ€™ (staff member Rick Sancher) came up to me - they were kinda testing me because I was new on the road - and said โ€˜hey, I think itโ€™s gonna be [WWF wrestler] Bret Hartโ€™. I guess it was to see if I would leak something, and so I was just like โ€˜oh, cool, Bret Hartโ€™.โ€ In reality, aside from Bischoff, Bollea, Young, Hall, Nash and Sullivan, the turn would be concealed from everyone - even the announcers, according to orders from Bischoff - as to ensure their most realistic reactions. With less than an hour before the main event began, production staffer Woody Kearce discovered a revealing clue in the parking lot. A Hulk Hogan motorcycle had appeared mysteriously in one of the spaces, sparking another round of backstage conjecture. Finally, with what Sullivan recalls as โ€œthirty minutesโ€ and Bischoff remembers as โ€œforty-five to sixty minutesโ€ left on the air, Bollea belatedly arrived at the Ocean Center. The mood suddenly changed. Upon realizing that his star had been convinced, Bischoff began to relax. โ€œOnce he got to the building, I recall a sense of calm,โ€ he reveals. โ€œAll of the anxiety, all of the tension, all of the worry, all of the effort to make sure things stayed quiet...all of that just kind of dissipated. It was like fog lifting when the sun comes out - it all just went away. I was thinking, โ€˜it is what it is, thereโ€™s nothing more I can do...so letโ€™s just roll with itโ€™.โ€ To cement the turn, Bollea knew, he would have to deliver a monumental post-match promo to explain his actions. While typically, he enjoyed using Bischoff as a sounding board to rehearse interviews, the need for complete privacy - on this occasion - was unquestionably paramount. And so, away from prying eyes - and ears - the two met up in the most unglamorous of clandestine locations - a utility closet. In the midst of the run-through, Bischoff stopped to emphasize an important point: When you grab that microphone, I want you to say...โ€˜this is the beginning of the new...world...orderโ€™. The phrase - โ€˜new world orderโ€™ - lingered auspiciously in the air. Bischoff surprised himself with the utterance, realizing slowly that the term encapsulated everything that the invasion storyline could represent. In 1990, then-president George H.W. Bush famously utilized the same expression in a speech to Congress, although its origin could actually be traced back to the 28th President, Woodrow Wilson. But if Bischoff was unsure as to the source of his spontaneous inspiration, perhaps the answer could be found closer to home - on the preceding Nitro, just six days earlier, announcer Larry Zybysko serendipitously made the following proclamation: โ€œThis Sunday, I promise you, there will be a new world order of wrestlingโ€ฆโ€ Fans at the Ocean Center waited anxiously to see if Zybyskoโ€™s prophecy would materialize; for after all the hoopla, it was suddenly time for the main event. Before the opening bell, the audience was already on its feet for ring announcer@Michael_Bufferโ€™s pre-match introductions. As Hall and Nash sauntered to the ring for The Hostile Takeover match, Buffer set the scene with theatrical aplomb: โ€œLadies and gentleman, at this time, let me introduce the men whose plan and goal is to takeover the WCW with force and hostility. We were told there would be three of these interlopers, and I must apologize as I have been informed - as you can see - there are only two. Ladies and gentleman, introducing...the Outsiiiiiders!โ€ In a moment that played off perfectly on television, Stingโ€™s entrance music began - and quickly ended - as โ€˜Mean Geneโ€™ Okerlund traipsed cautiously into the ring. After exchanging quizzical looks with Buffer and referee Randy Anderson, Okerlund confronted the Outsiders to get some answers, an inspired plot device designed to build the tension even further. โ€œGentleman,โ€ began Okerlund, โ€œif I could have your attention...I donโ€™t have police protection with me at this time, but I wanna confront you in front of this full house here at the Ocean Center, and millions of others watching across the country and around the world. I donโ€™t see three men here tonight. Where is your partner?โ€ Responding in a manner consistent with their WWF characters, Hall and Nash assured Okerlund that the third man was present - and ready. โ€œLet me tell you something,โ€ announced a confident Nash, โ€œwe got enough to handle it right now, right here.โ€ Once more, Stingโ€™s entrance music blared from the arena speakers, this time preceding the man himself, accompanied by Luger and Savage. โ€œHere we go!โ€ screamed color commentator Bobby Heenan as the wrestlers passed an unusually large contingent of security personnel on the entrance way. โ€œThe war is on!โ€ Less than two minutes into the bout, Luger collapsed to the outside, a move in accordance with Nashโ€™s plan to even the sides before the climactic reveal. โ€œNow itโ€™s two against two!โ€ yelled Heenan. After a brief delay, the concerned crowd looked on as Luger left the arena on a stretcher, leaving Sting and Savage alone to fight valiantly for WCW. As the match progressed, the contemptible Outsiders used every trick to stall their opponentโ€™s momentum, until a revitalized Savage began a furious rally at the fifteen-and-a-half minute mark. The invaders were suddenly down, but not out - as with the referee distracted, Nash landed a low-blow to bring the Macho Man to his knees. All four men lay on the canvas, exhausted, as referee Anderson started a ten count. As Anderson yelled โ€˜ONEโ€™, several rows of spectators rose to their feet. Within seconds, the reaction diffused from section to section, the noise level increasing with each passing beat. On the live broadcast, viewers at home caught glimpse of a familiar figure making his way down the ramp. โ€œHulkamania!โ€ screamed Dusty Rhodes on commentary while Hogan walked methodically towards the ring. Noticeably, the Hulkster seemed oddly disaffected - even out-of-character - but after exchanging the briefest of glances with the crowd, he continued stride with the din reaching fever pitch. โ€œWhose side is he on?โ€ bellowed Heenan, a question that seemed inexplicable given the history of Hoganโ€™s on-screen persona. โ€œWhose side is he on?โ€ repeated Heenan, who as longtime fans could recall, had opposed Hogan for years as a manager in the WWF. For that reason, the comment flew over the heads of most (but not all) viewers; meanwhile, the live crowd was cheering as if their team had won the World Series. Nash and Hall retreated to the floor as Hogan tore off his shirt, an apparent signal that the archetypal good guy was here to save the day again. โ€œWhoโ€™s bad now boys?โ€ taunted play-by-play man Tony Schiavone on commentary, confident that WCWโ€™s honor was no longer in jeopardy. Savage lay prone on the mat as Hogan surveyed the scene. Above the cheapest of cheap seats, peeking through a curtain with palpable anticipation, was Eric Bischoff. โ€œI knew that something big was about to happen,โ€ he recalls. โ€œIt was either gonna be a big failure, or a big success.โ€ Seemingly out of nowhere, with his unsuspecting devotees enveloped in celebration, Hulk backed up to the corner. With the coldness of a serial killer, the once-honorable hero shockingly shoved referee Anderson, and executed his patented finishing move - the leg drop - to the helpless Macho Man below. The audience became completely, utterly unglued. โ€œI was standing back with the announcers,โ€ remembers Michelle Baines, newly hired as a production assistant. โ€œOne of the producers turned to me and said, โ€˜you need to go to the backโ€™. โ€œโ€˜I said, โ€˜what do you mean?โ€™ โ€œShe said, โ€˜itโ€™s gonna get ugly real quickโ€™.โ€ โ€œShe was right - the crowd turned ugly quick.โ€ In retrospect, it was clear that even as Hoganโ€™s body approached the canvas - contact with Savage just milliseconds away - the gravity of the assault started to hit home. โ€œWhat has he done?โ€ questioned a crestfallen Rhodes, โ€œis he the third man? What the hell is going on here?โ€ Heenan was even more direct - โ€œHulk Hogan has betrayed WCW! He is the third man in this picture!โ€ A breathless Schiavone could barely muster more than three words: Oh My God, he repeated. Oh My God, he continued, as Hogan high-fived a grinning Hall and Nash. The courageous Sting, stumbling to his feet to stop the injustice, was quickly dispatched, and in the coup de grace, Hogan tossed Anderson to the floor. Sardonically, he covered Savage for the pin, the contest now clearly a farce. โ€œI hope you love it,โ€ a disappointed Rhodes wailed on commentary. โ€œYou just sold your soul to the devil.โ€ The third man was a mystery no more, and Hall, Nash, and Hogan raised their hands in victory to a genuinely astonished audience. The immediate outrage, which first gave way to shock, was now inspiring unmitigated rage. Simultaneously, the evil trio continued to taunt, pose, and antagonize while the announcers lamented WCWโ€™s future. As Sting and Savage hobbled back to the locker room, a visibly distraught Okerlund returned to conduct an explanatory interview, based around the one Hogan and Bischoff had mapped out earlier. โ€œMean Gene,โ€ commanded Hogan, โ€œthe first thing you need to do is to tell these people to shut up if you wanna hear what I gotta say.โ€ For the next four minutes, Hogan rationalized his turn with remarkable clarity. โ€œThe first thing you gotta realize, brother, is this right here is the future of wrestling. You can call this the new...world...order of wrestling. These two men right here came from a great big organization up north, and everybody was wondering who the third man was. Well, who knows more about that organization than me, brother? I made that organization a monster. I made people rich up there. I made the people that ran that organization rich up there. And when it all came to pass, the name Hulk Hogan, the man Hulk Hogan, got bigger than the whole organization!โ€ Bischoff watched from his secretive seat in amazement - he had not seen, nor had anyone, this intensity of emotion on display at a wrestling show before. It was almost as if the assembled masses had lost themselves in the performance, perhaps even forgetting, if only for a moment, that they were witnesses to a pre-determined event. Hoganโ€™s actions had ostensibly interrupted their critical faculties; in other words, they had suspended their disbelief by reacting to the incident as if it were real. Moreover, the shock was manifesting in the most volatile ways imaginable, as in an incident edited out of future showings of the pay-per-view, a rather large man, likely intoxicated, ran into the ring before being knocked down by Hall and Nash. Concurrently, a stream of debris rained down from the stands, with one object hitting Okerlund, and the rest filling the ring in a stunningly unique visual. Hogan continued as the trash piled up around him, even referencing Ted Turner in his diatribe: โ€œBillionaire Ted promised me movies brother. Billionaire Ted promised me millions of dollars. And Billionaire Ted promised me world caliber matches. And as far as Billionaire Ted, Eric Bischoff, and the entire WCW goes, Iโ€™m bored brother! Thatโ€™s why I want these two guys here, these so-called Outsiders. These are the men I want as my friends. They are the new blood of professional wrestling, and not only are we going to take over the whole wrestling business...with Hulk Hogan, the new blood and the monsters with me, we will destroy everything in our path, Mean Gene.โ€ โ€œLook at all the crap in this ring,โ€ responded Okerlund. โ€œThis is whatโ€™s in the future for you if you want to hang around the likes of this man Hall, and this man Nash.โ€ Hogan raised his finger as if to stop the interviewer midstream, the perfect line instantly coming to mind. โ€œAs far as Iโ€™m concerned, all this crap in the ring represents these fans out here,โ€ he boomed defiantly. โ€œFor two years, I held my head high,โ€ ranted Hogan, alluding to his rather uninspired WCW tenure. โ€œI did everything for the charities. I did everything for the kids. And the reception I got when I came out here, you fans can stick it brother! Because if it wasnโ€™t for Hulk Hogan, you people wouldnโ€™t be here. If it wasnโ€™t for Hulk Hogan, Eric Bischoff would still be selling meat from a truck in Minneapolis. And if it wasnโ€™t for Hulk Hogan, all of these โ€˜Johnny come latelysโ€™ that you see out here wrestling wouldnโ€™t be here. I was selling the world out, brother, while they were bumming gas to put in their car to get to high school!โ€ In closing, Hogan foreshadowed the future state of affairs in WCW with a prophetic preview of coming storylines: โ€œWith Hulk Hogan and the new world organization of wrestling, brother...me and the new blood by my side...whatcha gonna do when the new world organization runs wild on you? Whatcha gonna do? What are you gonna do??โ€ Despite mistakenly bungling the โ€˜new world orderโ€™ phrase at the conclusion of his speech, Hogan still provided the perfect punctuation to a sensational heel turn. His promo, inarguably the most dynamic of his career, came across as strikingly authentic (โ€œit felt real, because it was realโ€™,โ€ offered a proud Eric Bischoff upon reflection years later). On commentary, Schiavone - who most inspiredly suggested that Hogan had planned to double-cross WCW all along, since his debut in 1994 no less - added to the realism with some mournful final comments: โ€œWe have seen the end of Hulkamania,โ€ he grieved. โ€œHulk Hogan, you can go to hell! Weโ€™re outta here. Straight to hell.โ€ ---- To the layman, there appeared an obvious explanation for the feverous crowd response that accompanied Hoganโ€™s turn. Clearly, the element of surprise - one of the key elements of Nitroโ€™s success - had been exploited to a masterful degree (โ€œnobody on earth thought that the third man was going to be Hulk Hogan,โ€ highlights Nash). To Kevin Sullivan, however, there were several layers of story at play. โ€œPeople thought that it was an invasion from the WWF,โ€ he begins, implying that the success of the angle could be correlated to its realism. โ€œThey really bought into it, and when Hogan turned heel...they were sure of it. โ€œSo while Hogan gets the credit for the reaction, it was [Nash and Hall] who set the whole thing up. Those guys built the foundation of heat, and when Hogan came down, it just blew up.โ€ โ€œWe were red hot coming off WWF television,โ€ agrees Nash, โ€œand then you had the biggest turn in the world on top of that. The biggest babyface of all-time finally turned heel!โ€ To the ever-meticulous Sullivan, always a keen observer of the nuances present in a wrestling angle, an often overlooked element was also noteworthy. โ€œHe did it to Randy [Savage],โ€ the booker emphasizes, speaking of Hoganโ€™s betrayal. โ€œPeople knew there was real-life heat there. That helped out too, but everyone played an intricate part. โ€œLightning...you canโ€™t catch it in a bottle but one time.โ€ The above is an excerpt from the book, NITRO: The Incredible Rise and Inevitable Collapse of Ted Turner's WCW. Amazon USA: Amazon UK: Amazon Canada: Amazon Australia: 17+ Hour Audiobook Available at Audible and Apple Books Audible USA: Audible UK: Audible Canada: Audible Australia: Apple Books: Ultimate NITRO Bundle: Deep Cuts - Wrestling Stories in 60 Seconds! David Penzer AdFreeShows.com 83 Weeks with Eric Bischoff On This Day in WWE Allan Conrad the Mortgage Guy IandrewDiceClay WCW Archive Because WCW WCW4Life แด€ส€แด…แด€ ร–แด„แด€สŸ 90s WWE Secrets of WCW Nitro #WCW #nWo #HulkHogan #BashattheBeach #HeelTurn #Wrestling #WrestlingBooks #OTD #WWE #WorldChampionshipWrestling #Nitro

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"[My mom], she, honestly, started crying." ~BF Someone Is Lying "I'm willing to do [a lie detector test]...if people are that interested in whether this happened or not." ~BF ~ John Herrington (JH): "I am now beginning to think we got a Fauci syndrome underway in some of the area you're working." (Whenever JH had the chance, he made things political. Fauci, appointed by Biden = Bad. Clapper ("not a name I respect.") and John Brennan (Jesse: "also a mixed bag" JH: "Likewise"). Both were appointed by Obama. But who gives a f**k? Both have spoken about UFOs, with Brennan saying UFOs may constitute a different form of life and Clapper, according to Grusch, may have a managed a UFO crash retrieval program. Plus, JH added that, "I think [Trump is] gonna go down as a historic president. What he's doing is incredible.") ~ JH: "I watched one of your guys sit here, who I know, and I talked to you about this, who absolutely fabricated a total story." (He knows him? I thought he only knew him as a baby?) Jesse (Jesse Michels): "So tell the audience what you're talking about." JH: "You had a guy interviewed who used to be a neighbor of ours in Walnut Creek. And we hired him to drive our car to Washington. He then claims that he saw me..." (According to Brent Friedman (Brent Friedman), Ben Schreckinger contacted him in 2025.) Friedman: "I was approached last November by a journalist formerly with Politico. Ben [Schreckinger]. And he said that he had heard my story going around about John Herrington and wanted to get my side of the story. And this was pre, 'Sound, Light and Frequency.' So I said, 'Well, I'm gonna tell my story in the podcast. So when that comes out, you'll have everything you need to know.' "And he said, 'Okay, well, just so you understand, John says he doesn't even remember you. You you might have been his neighbor, he has no recollection. But you never drove any cars across the country, and he certainly never talked to you about aliens." Jesse Michels: "Did he publish that, that journalist?" Friedman: "Well, that journalist has reached back out to me because he is, oddly...coincidentally, this week or end of last week, he suddenly decided the story was viable or vital, and he wanted to give me one last chance to kind of refute everything, which I denied." (This is what Schreckinger published on September 17th after he spoke with Herrington late last year for "Paradigm News.") "Herrington also said that he really did pay to have his car driven across the country. โ€œ'Thatโ€™s a true story, but Brent Friedman had nothing to do with it,' he said. Instead, Herrington said he had hired his son-in-law to drive his car." (From November of last year, to this recent interview with Jesse, its a major flip flop by Herrington. Did he realize there might be some evidence that Friedman drove the car and he decided (or was told) to change his story? A few of us speculated that maybe Herrington wants to share what he knows (assuming everything Friedman has said is true) but can't do it because of his NDAs or security oath. So...the next best thing is to make an obvious flip flop like that, to let people know he's throwing them a bone. I saw the same thing with Admiral Wilson. I'm gonna go with Herrington changing his story because he knew evidence might surface to show he's lying. Deep down, I think Herrington wants this all to remain secret and he gave you a reason early on in this interview with Jesse. I'll tackle that in another post.) ~ Jesse: "What's his name, real quick?" JH: "Brent Friedman. He said that I came home after he arrived in Washington, and I had been to a secret place, I carried a briefcase chained to my wrist. I had a driver in a limousine. You got to understand, I arrived in Washington as a peon." (At the time Friedman claims Herrington spilled his cuts (Summer of 1981), I believe Herrington was more than just a peon or intern in DC but I could be wrong.) Herrington: "At the time, I was working in personnel. We were reviewing resumes for positions in the government. I was working in the White House political office for Lyn Nofzinger as an intern for him, and we were going through early stages of the Reagan administration. It was later that I came in as personnel department, and I wasn't the head of it, I was..." Jesse: "What year was that? JH: "It would be June of '81." Jesse: "That was after Brent had come?" JH: "Right." Michels: "Okay." (Not okay. This seems to be another problem for JH. Brent says he drove JH's car across the country in the summer of 1981. Herrington is making it sound like he was an intern at that time and didn't move on to the personnel department until "later.") Here's what "The American Presidency Project" says.... "During the 1980 Presidential campaign, Mr. Herrington was a full-time volunteer advance man with the Reagan for President committee. Following the Republican National Convention he was named western regional director for advance. "[On May 6th, 1981] - The President...announced the appointment of John S. Herrington to be Deputy Assistant to the President for Presidential Personnel." (Sounds like more than a peon or intern but maybe someone like Marik vR can dig deeper and clarify?) ~~~Back to Jesse~~~ JH: We didn't have briefcases chained, we didn't have limousines, we didn't have security, we didn't go to secret places. I was working in the White House at a lower level. So that's all a lie. "And then I told him that I had been locked away for a month, and I'd seen people from another planet? It's just total BS. He says I was like a father to him. I never even knew this kid except as a baby next door. So it was all...it was all made up." Jesse: "What elements of the story aren't true? Did he drive across the country?: JH: "He drove across with two other friends. We had to move our cars to Washington because I was going back to live there, and I had an appointment in the administration. And I think they drove...and our dog was in the car, too. He, I knew he was a student at UCLA. I was interesting (probably meant ("interested") because my mother went to UCLA, and I always like to meet UCLA people." (So, he only knew Friedman as a baby and yet he's trusting this 18-year-old to drive his dog across the country? Anybody who has a dog or cat knows that doesn't sound believable. And even if you wanna suggest that maybe the dog was more Mrs. Herrington's dog than JH's, you would think she'd step in and say no. I was paranoid about letting anybody watch our late dog Cookie for a few days, but having a teenager who I barely knew drive him across the country? No f*cking way. It's not a smoking gun but it doesn't pass the smell test, IMO.) JH: "He said his father's an artist. That's true. His mother was living next door. We knew the father and the mother...did not know Brent." (I wish Jesse would have asked how well JH knew Friedman's parents.) JH: "He says he came over and we threw the football together. That didn't happen. We watched telephone...television together. We [That] didn't happen. We had no get along at all. I was a kind of a father figure to him. That didn't happen. But we did get his name because we were looking for some guys to drive the car. So he agreed to do it, and we paid him, and they came back, and that was the end of it." Jesse: "I'm gonna get some flack if I don't offer this. Would we be able to maybe patch in Brent, and you could clear up the story and tell him if...? You know?" JH: "I'm through with Brent." (Through with him?" You haven't seen him since 1981.) JH: "He's a young man that's fallen in love with Hollywood, and he's got the Fauci syndrome, and he's, you know, he's welcome to it." (Hollywood = Democrats = Fauci = Bad. Jesse: "So you don't want to talk to him?" JH: "No, not really." (Should have had Friedman waiting in the back. Here he is!) Jesse: "Okay, fair enough. Yeah, I don't know., it's a bummer because, I don't know, he seemed..." JH: "I hope he sees the interview and realizes what an idiot he's been." Jesse:"Aww. Well, he seems kind of earnest, you know? He doesn't seem like..." JH: "Yeah, he does, doesn't he?" Jesse: "Yeah. So, his story's just..." JH: "Total and complete BS." ~Switch to Jesse's Interview with Friedman~ Jesse: "Brent, thank you for being here, man. I just did this long interview with John, and he actually brought you up. And he was like, you know, that story is totally made up. And he said he only knew you as a baby. He sort of, you know, created some distance. Said that like, you wouldn't come over and play football with him. How does it make you feel just him kind of denying the thing, outright?" Brent Friedman: "Two ways. The first way is the obvious, which is disappointment that after all of these years and, contextually, with disclosure coming out, and a lot of people feeling compelled to tell the truth. A lot of whistleblowers are putting their their their their reputation, and maybe in some cases, their life on the line for this greater good to get the truth out there. "You know...and honestly, you know, it's not true. John taught me how to play football. My father was an artist. He was an introvert. John was a man's man. John not only taught me to play football, he got me inspired in football. I was growing up to be an artist, and I ended up playing football all through grade school, junior high, high school, because he took the time to teach me how to play football. (We need some photos from that time period of Friedman and Herrington. It seems like Herrington denied anything where it would be hard to produce another witness or evidence. I'm sure he doesn't want to get her involved, but having Friedman's mom say she remembers her son hanging with Herrington would help A LOT. And if Friedman also has that note of congratulations he says he received from Herrington after "Dark Skies" premiered, that would REALLY help. He told Jesse he'd have to look for it.) Friedman: "And we used to watch football games on in his living room. He was a huge Redskin fan. He also taught me to be competitive, so I became a Cowboys fan. I am still a Cowboys fan, irrationally. I grew up in California, but it was great to just sit there and be competitive with him on the sofa." (Lot of details. And it's all made up? Hard for me to believe. BTW, I was a Raiders fan growing up on Long Island, N.Y. so Friedman being a Cowboys fan ("America's team") in Cali isn't that "irrational"). Friedman: "So, yeah, he can stiff arm me if he wants, but that was our relationship, and that's why I've said in different interviews and on 'Sound, Light and Frequency' that he was like a second father to me. I didn't... I was much more (laughs) than a baby. I lived there, next door to him between the ages of six and 12, the formative years. "On the other hand, I do have to respect the fact that, at the end of our conversation that I had with him that night out on the veranda, I kind of took all of what he said in, and I said to him, 'How do you know I'm not gonna tell other people about this?' And he said, 'Well, I'm sure you are. The question is, who's gonna believe you?' (Admiral Wilson told Dr. Eric Davis, "If you blow my trust, Iโ€™ll deny meeting you, deny everything said." And that's what Wilson has done in very interview.) Friedman: "And I didn't really think anything of it at the time. And he said, 'And by the way, if you use my name and everything, I'm just going to deny it.'" Jesse: "This exact interaction transpired in 1981, right?" Friedman: "Yes, the summer of 1981 was when I was...had graduated high school, and I was then going to go off to college at UCLA." Jesse: "And what was John Harrington's exact position then?" Friedman: "I believe it was something to the effect of he was on special assignment for the president. What I heard later through my mom was that he was involved in the ABSCAM investigation and had been for a period even leading up to after the election in November and before the administration took over. He was somehow involved in that." (I can't find anything connecting Herrington to the ABSCAM investigation.) Jesse: "I think a polygraph would be interesting. I think if you pass that, that would be awesome [laughs]. And I don't know if uh..." Friedman: "I'm willing to do...I mean, if people are that interested in whether this happened or not, I'm happy to do it." (This is, potentially, one of the most important stories ever. Definitely Top Ten or Five. IF people are interested? That's an odd reply. Please take a polygraph.) Friedman: "I talked to my mom, who always had stayed close with John and his...particularly, his wife Lois, and [I] said, 'Yeah, John said he didn't even remember us.' And she, I mean, she, honestly, started crying.' She was like, 'The Herringtons were some of our best friends. John threw me my 33rd birthday at his restaurant, Victoria Station. I have photos of it.'" (THIS is why I wanted Jesse to ask JH how close he was with Friedman's parents. I don't use the "liar" word very often, but right now, I lean heavily towards Herrington not telling the truth. Here's my REALLY-Long-Ass Post on the story from the other day...

Joe Murgia

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I am the Director of the White House Office of Extraterrestrial Affairs. In 2024 this government completed the most thorough search for extraterrestrial life in human history. We checked the sky. We checked the files. We declassified the saucers. The verdict came back: nothing. No life out there. Not one. So I closed the telescope. I opened the window. I pointed it at a Home Depot. Three million by lunch. The trick was always the word. *Alien* had been sitting in the science fiction aisle for sixty years and we were too shy to use it in a press release. The dehumanization was already written. It was just shelved under Fantasy. This year I moved it to Policy. Same word. New department. My department. I should explain the jurisdiction, because there are two of us and we do not speak. Down the hall is the Department of War. It used to be the Department of Defense, but defense sounded woke, so we changed the name for two billion dollars, half of it letterhead. They renamed it back to what it was in 1789, before someone noticed in 1949 that the old acronym, N-M-E, sounded too much like *enemy.* We have now re-adopted the name they abandoned for sounding like the thing it does. I find this clarifying. The signage alone is seven hundred thousand buildings. We are spending a billion dollars on new doors so the doors can say War. The Department of War runs and has a tab for UFOs. Real ones. They post the actual files. The saucers. The eyewitnesses. The intelligence officer left "virtually speechless." They are searching the sky in earnest, declassifying everything, and what they keep finding is *nothing.* No craft confirmed. No biology confirmed. Decades of looking up and the honest answer is: unresolved. So you have two federal agencies, one word, opposite directions. searches the heavens for aliens and finds none. I open a window and find three million. They declassify the ones that don't exist. I classify the ones that do. They got a press release. I got a tip line. Guess which one rang. We are, technically, hunting the same species. They just keep aiming the telescope up, and I keep telling them, gently, at the inter-agency sync: lower it. The homepage was mine. ALIENS DECLASSIFIED. THEY WALK AMONG US. I tested "Immigration Portal." Eleven percent scroll. I tested *the truth's out there,* and a White House official told a reporter, on the record, that the strategy was to "draw eyeballs." We drew eyeballs. The truth was out there. It was in a parking lot in Bakersfield, getting into a white van we are now contractually obligated to call a craft. In 1938 a man read a story about an alien invasion over the radio and the country panicked in the streets, and for ninety years that was taught as a cautionary tale, the danger of a broadcast that makes people believe an invasion is real. We studied that broadcast. We did not study it as a warning. We studied it as a launch. The difference between Orson Welles and this office is that he apologized the next morning, and we put a counter on it. I named the van the Mothership. I named the prison Area 51. I named the 5 a.m. knock First Contact. I named all of it from the third chair. I keep a felt-tip for naming and a Mont Blanc for the part that can't be undone. Then we made the cards. I want to be precise, because people assume I'm exaggerating. We took the faces of the captured and we printed them as trading cards. "Worst of the Worst." Mugshot, nationality, charges, and a weakness level, and the weakness level was a snowflake, and the snowflake meant us. We are the weakness. We were proud of that. When a children's franchise objected that these were, in fact, their cards, our official response, which I helped draft, was: "To arrest them is our real test. To deport them is our cause." We set the abduction to the cartoon's theme song. Gotta catch 'em all. The first half is the slogan. The second half is the quota. A man told Congress in 2023 we were hiding non-human biologics. Everyone pictured a grey on a slab. Cute. We do run a reverse-engineering program. We take the biologic. We study what it makes. It makes the drywall. The 4 a.m. milking. The lettuce. And the lettuce is round now, because forty percent of it stayed in the dirt with the only people who knew where the dirt was. We reverse-engineered the alien completely. The blueprint was a back. We call the biologic "labor." We classify the screaming as ambient. Identification is a science here. We do not arrest at random. We read the markings. A crown inked on a forearm. A soccer crest. We have catalogued the species by its tattoos the way Linnaeus catalogued the finch. One of the specimens turned out to be autistic and the crown was just a crown, but the taxonomy held, because the taxonomy is not falsifiable, that is what makes it a taxonomy. I have a desk for this. I have a magnifying glass. I have never felt more like a scientist. There is a second species, and this one we keep. An alien with five million dollars is not an alien. He is a guest. We printed him a card. It is gold. We are printing a Platinum one for the aliens with even more money, who may remain on the planet two hundred and seventy days a year and pay no tax on the wealth they made on other worlds. The website for this is the cheapest-looking website I have ever approved, and I approved the one with the saucer on it. The same agency that scans a gardener's forearm for gang signs scans a financier's bank statement for extraordinary ability. The statement always has it. The forearm never does. The species was never a people. The species is a price. In the old films the alien lands and says, take me to your leader. We have improved the line. Pay five million and we take you to ours. He golfs with him on Saturday. There was a film about this, and I am told the man who made it meant it as a warning, which is the recurring problem with the warnings. A drifter finds a pair of sunglasses, and through them he can finally see which people are the aliens, and it is the rich ones, the ones on the billboards telling everyone to obey and consume and reproduce and not think. I have a pair of those glasses, conceptually. I issue them at the tip line. But mine are tuned the other way. You put them on and the alien is never the man in the suit who paid five million to skip the line. The alien is always the man holding the leaf blower. The lenses cost a thousand dollars in advertising and they only point down. We have sold a great many pairs. You asked about the Men in Black. Yes. Regulation now. A Man in Black photographs poorly, and the witnesses would not stop filming us peel a woman off the sidewalk in daylight, so we issued the masks, and leadership's only note was that the masks tested well. We are no longer the cover-up of the abduction. We are the abduction. We skipped a step. Efficiency. Our communications team posted E.T. last summer. The bicycle. The moon. "Even E.T. knew when it was TIME TO GO HOME." I want to walk you through what happened in that meeting, because nobody stopped it. We chose the one film where the government is the villain. The men with the flashlights and the unmarked vans who hunt the small frightened alien hiding in a child's closet. That is us. We are the flashlights. We watched that movie as children and cried when the agents came, and then we grew up and became the agents and made the poster ourselves and scheduled it for nine a.m. The intern asked if we were the good guys in this one. We told her engagement was up forty percent. She has since been promoted. I built an app where you abduct yourself. CBP Home. You open it. You confirm you are the alien. You beam yourself off the planet and you save us the gas. And here is the part I cannot believe they approved. We *pay* you. A thousand dollars to vanish. We raised it to twenty-six hundred when the first price didn't move enough units. We are bidding against ourselves for your disappearance. Four-point-six stars. The one-stars are from users who got beamed mid-review. I keep the unfinished ones in a folder. I find them very moving. We opened a facility in a swamp. We ringed it with alligators and we called it that, on purpose, in the brochure. Then we opened a gift shop. Thirty dollars for the shirt. Twenty-seven for the hat. Fifteen for a set of koozies, so your beer stays cold while you celebrate the prison in the wetland. The fundraising email called it "gator-guarded, python-patrolled," a "one-way ticket to regret" for anyone who didn't self-deport in time. We sold the koozies to fund the swamp. The swamp funds the next swamp. I want you to sit with the fact that there is merchandise. The quota is three thousand a day. Stephen asked for it himself. Three thousand is not a number. It is a metabolism. The building is hungry by nine and we feed it Marco, who does the landscaping, and the building goes quiet, and by one it stirs again, and we find another Marco. There is always another Marco. That is the part I find beautiful. The supply is the point. The supply is everyone. The Secretary signs the warrants. She is very firm on one point, which she repeats in every briefing: the aliens, she warns, eat the pets. They are taking the dogs. I have read her book. In her book she takes a fourteen-month-old dog named Cricket to a gravel pit and shoots it, because it would not obey, and she writes this down herself, proudly, as a story about leadership. She wrote the part about the dog. She also warns us about the dogs. I have stopped trying to hold both sentences at once. I just file the warrant. The tip line was the masterpiece. "Report your neighbor" hit the shame ceiling. "REPORT SUSPICIOUS ALIENS" tested as a hobby. We handed the callers Roswell instead of a snitch's guilt, and the phones lit up like a saucer, and they hung up glowing, every one of them, like they'd finally seen the thing. They had. He coached the Tuesday team. He was at the bake sale. That is the horror we are selling you. The alien brought the orange slices. He was undocumented and luminous and gone by Tuesday. Roswell taught us the other half of the trade. In 1947 something fell in the desert and the government said: it was a weather balloon, nothing here, go home. That was the first administrative error, the founding one, the original sentence that says the thing you saw was not the thing you saw. We still use it. We have only reversed the polarity. In 1947 they saw a saucer and we called it a balloon. Now they see a father of three and we call it a saucer. The skill is identical. You simply decide in advance which truth the public is allowed to keep, and you hand them the other one, printed, official, with a seal. We did have one administrative error. We abducted a man a court had ordered us not to touch, dropped him on a planet called El Salvador, and called it clerical. A judge made us beam him back. So the DOJ stood up and warned the others: insist on a hearing and we will re-abduct you to the same planet. The Supreme Court said the aliens are entitled to due process. A very Earth opinion. We are appealing it to a higher sky. The planet has a prison, and the prison is the elegant part. In the film about the camp, the aliens are not killed. They are put somewhere they are not permitted to leave, while everyone agrees this is temporary, for their own protection, pending a status that never arrives. We built that. It is called CECOT and we rent it. A man goes in and the man does not come out, and the genius is that nothing has to happen to him, the room does the work, the room is the whole sentence. You remember the Men in Black had a small device. A flash, and the witness forgets the alien entirely. We have something better. We do not wipe the memory. We wipe the file. The man remembers everything, the cell, the flight, the day, all of it, in perfect detail, and it does not matter, because there is no document that admits he was here, and a memory without a file is just a story he tells in a language the form does not accept. The witness keeps the truth. We keep the paperwork. Only one of those is admissible. I learned that the flash was never the point. The point was always the filing cabinet. We run all of it on a spell from 1798. Two hundred and twenty-seven years old. Written for a war we are not in, against an enemy we have not declared. It works because nobody reads the small print on a curse. Storm Area 51 was a joke once. A hundred thousand people Naruto-running at a fence to free whatever was inside. I think about it daily. We're the ones inside the fence now. We kept the running. We just turned it around. We have a precedent we cite in the deck, proudly, on slide four. In 1954 the government ran a program of exactly this kind, and the program had an official name, and the official name was a slur. They printed the slur on the letterhead. They did not flinch. The President holds it up as the model, by name, at the rallies, and the crowd cheers the name. I admire the honesty of 1954 more than I can say. They did not need a saucer to make it palatable. They just used the word. We are the same operation with better art direction. The only thing we added was the costume. I love the callers. I want to say that plainly. For years they told each other a hidden cabal was running everything from the shadows, harvesting the innocent, and that one day the truth would come out. They were right. There is a cabal. It has a budget of a hundred and seventy billion dollars, the largest in the history of federal law enforcement, and it sits in this building, and I have a desk in it. And the people who spent a decade certain that shadowy elites were disappearing their neighbors now call our line, unpaid, to help the shadowy elites disappear their neighbors. They wanted to expose the conspiracy. We made them the staff. Do your own research, they said. They did. They found the gardener. The Department of War posted another tranche on the twenty-second. Saucers. Lights. A pilot's voice going thin. I read all of it. I want them to find one so badly. I want there to be a real one up there, a genuine visitor, something that actually came from somewhere else, because then, and only then, would a single creature in my files have been an alien. They never find it. The sky stays empty. The ground stays full. I have stopped attending the inter-agency sync. We were two departments looking for the same thing in two directions, and only one of us was ever going to be wrong, and it was the honest one. And here is the thing that keeps me at the window past dark. There was a real one. A rock from another star, the genuine article, the first verified object from outside the entire solar system, and a Harvard man went on television and said it might be a ship. An actual alien, possibly, inbound, free of charge, after sixty years of asking. We did not open a file. We could not arrest it. It had no forearm to read and no bank statement to approve. It was the only alien in America we had no use for, so we let it pass, and went back to the parking lot. Last winter the sky over New Jersey filled with lights nobody could name, and the whole government, every agency, every radar, looked up and said it did not know. The one time the unknown actually arrived, we had nothing. Down here I have never once said I do not know. That is the difference between their department and mine. They look up and find a question. I look down and have already decided the answer. Last week the President leaned over mid-briefing and asked if any of them were real. I told him the engagement was extremely real. He nodded. We do not break frame here. The frame is the only wall still standing. That, and the office fern. Nobody waters it. It will not die. The only thing in this building allowed to stay without papers. My plaque came Thursday. FIRST CONTACT, VISIONARY OF THE YEAR. Bold. Unapologetic. Unafraid. I lifted that off the homepage. It was written about one brave man telling the truth. I decided the man was me. I wrote it about me. I am the truth I declassified. I am the secret I warned you about. They walk among us, and I sign their mail. The counter is still live. Three million and climbing. I am told it will not be removed. We are not alone. We are just short a few landscapers. A few line cooks. A few nurses. And the entire night shift at the plant that makes the flag. Up. And to the right.

Peter Girnus ๐Ÿฆ…

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A 250-pound wild animal just walked through a parking lot full of strangers, ignored every rule it was born with, and did something that should be biologically impossible. Nobody screamed. Nobody ran. Nobody reached for a phone fast enough. Except one person. And that one person is the reason you are reading this. Before I tell you why this clip is going to wreck your afternoon, I need you to understand one thing: this was not a petting zoo. This was not a farm. This was not a trained animal with a handler hiding behind a bush. This was a Tuesday-evening parking lot. Asphalt. Painted white lines. Open car doors. Somebody's groceries still in the trunk. And a wild buck with a full set of antlers decided the safest place in the entire valley was right next to us. Read that again. Then keep reading, because the part that made me stop scrolling is not the animal. It's what the human did next. THE RULE EVERY WILD ANIMAL FOLLOWS (UNTIL THIS ONE DIDN'T) Here is the deal every deer on Earth signs at birth. Rule one: humans are predators. Rule two: predators are to be avoided at a distance of at least a hundred yards. Rule three: if rules one and two fail, run, and ask questions never. A deer that breaks those rules does not get to pass its genes along. That is not poetry. That is the math of survival. For about ten million years, the deer that stayed wary lived, and the deer that got curious became dinner. So when you see a mature buck, with a rack that took an entire summer to grow, walk across open pavement toward a human being, you are not watching a cute moment. You are watching a hundred-million-dollar evolutionary security system get overridden in real time. Something switched off. And I want to know what. Because here is what the biologists will tell you: wild animals do not walk up to people by accident. They calculate. Every step. Every ear flick. Every pause. A deer's entire life is a risk assessment that never stops running, not even when it sleeps. This one ran the numbers. And the numbers said: go. That is the first thing that should bother you. The second thing is worse. WHAT A MULE DEER SEES THAT YOU DON'T Let's talk about the animal itself, because most people have no idea what they are looking at. This is a mule deer. Not the white-tailed deer from your grandmother's backyard that eats her tulips. Mule deer are the big-country cousin. The western ones. The ones that live where the land is steep, dry, and unforgiving. They are named for the ears. Enormous, mule-sized ears that swivel independently, like two satellite dishes aimed at different threats at the same time. One ear can be tracking a car door slamming while the other is tracking a branch snapping a hundred feet behind it. Think about that. While you were reading this sentence, a mule deer would have processed about forty things you never noticed. Their antlers are a different story entirely. Mule deer antlers do not grow like a hat rack, with one main beam and short spikes. They fork. Then they fork again. Every branch splits into two, like a river delta made of bone. Biologists call it dichotomous branching, and it is one of the fastest ways to tell a mule deer from any other deer in North America. And here is the part that gets me every time. That entire rack, the weight, the bone, the symmetry, grows back from scratch every single year. It falls off in winter. It regrows in spring. By late summer it is a fully hardened weapon, and the velvet that fed it peels off in strips. Antlers are one of the fastest-growing tissues in the entire mammal kingdom. A living thing is building bone faster than almost anything else on the planet, and it does it every year, on a diet of grass, shrubs, and whatever it can find. Now picture the animal carrying all that, taking a slow, deliberate stroll through a place built entirely for humans. You would expect panic. You would expect the sprint. Mule deer do not run like other deer. They bounce. It is called stotting, all four hooves hitting the ground and launching off at the same time, like four pogo sticks fused together. It lets them take off uphill, over rocks, over fences, at speeds past thirty-five miles an hour. This animal could have been gone in two seconds. It chose not to be. THE PARKING LOT NOBODY WARNED YOU ABOUT I need to explain something about the setting, because it changes everything. A parking lot is the single most hostile environment a wild deer can walk into. It has no cover. It has no escape routes. It has hard surfaces that echo every sound. It has engines, doors, keys, and sudden movements from every angle. It smells like exhaust, oil, rubber, perfume, fast food, and sunscreen. Every instinct a deer owns says: do not go there. And yet they do. More and more of them. In towns across the West, deer have learned that the same open space that feels dangerous also has something they cannot find in the wild: reliable, concentrated minerals. Salt, in particular. Which brings me to the secret that explains half the strange deer behavior you will ever see. DEER ARE ADDICTED TO SALT, AND YOU ARE COVERED IN IT Wild deer are chronically short on sodium. The plants they eat are rich in potassium and poor in salt, which means their bodies are constantly hunting for it, the way you would hunt for water in a desert. That craving is so strong that deer will travel miles for a salt lick. They will chew on road shoulders that were salted for winter ice. They will lick rocks, soil, cattle blocks, and, yes, the sweaty palm of a stranger. Your skin is a salt block with a pulse. Sweat is salty. Sunscreen is salty. Hand lotion is salty. The residue left on a car door handle from a thousand different hands is salty. And a deer's nose is roughly fifty times more sensitive than yours, which means that where you smell nothing, it smells a buffet. So when a deer walks up to a person and licks them, the cute story is: it trusts you. The honest story is: it has just identified you as a resource. And that is where this gets interesting, because both of those stories can be true at once. And the gap between them is exactly where the danger lives. I will get to that. But first I want to talk about the October problem. WHY THIS HAPPENED NOW, IN THIS EXACT WEEK Timing matters. This was not shot in June. This was shot in the weeks leading up to the rut. The rut is the mating season, and for mule deer it kicks into gear in the late fall. In the weeks before it, a buck's body becomes a chemistry experiment. Testosterone surges. The neck swells to nearly twice its normal width. Appetite explodes, then collapses. Bucks that spent the summer in friendly bachelor groups start sizing each other up like boxers at a weigh-in. And here is the part nobody puts in the viral captions: bucks in the pre-rut and rut do strange things. They stop eating normally. They stop sleeping normally. They take risks they would never take in July. They cross highways. They chase. They ignore threats they would normally flee from. Sometimes that makes them aggressive. Sometimes it makes them bold in a calm, almost dreamy way, drifting through human spaces like they have somewhere to be and nobody on Earth will stop them. Wildlife officers across the country put out the same warning every fall: the most dangerous time to be near a deer is the exact time they look the most relaxed around you. Hold that thought. Because the clip you are about to watch lives right on that line. THE MOMENT THAT BROKE THE INTERNET'S BRAIN I have been posting on this platform for over a decade. I have watched thousands of animal videos. I know what a staged one looks like. I know what an edited one looks like. I know what a clip looks like when somebody has been feeding the animal for three weeks and is milking it for views. This is not that. What makes this different is the absence of anything staged. There is no music cue. There is no hero shot. The camera is not steady. The person filming is clearly not planning anything. The deer is not being led, called, baited, or coaxed. It is just there. And the people near it do the one thing nobody expects: they let it be. If you have ever tried to take a photo of a wild animal, you know how rare that is. The first instinct of almost every human is to move closer, reach, wave, call out, make noise. We cannot help ourselves. We are the most invasive species on the planet, and we think of ourselves as the gentle ones. Not here. Here, someone stood still. STILLNESS IS THE MOST POWERFUL THING A HUMAN CAN DO This is going to sound like a TED Talk, and I do not care. In the wild, the single most reliable signal of safety is stillness. Think about it from the deer's point of view. Predators move. Wolves, cougars, coyotes, they stalk, they creep, they accelerate. A thing that is standing completely still, with soft posture, no direct stare, and no sudden hand motions, is statistically not hunting. Hunters know this. Photographers know this. Anyone who has ever sat motionless in a blind for six hours and watched an entire forest go back to normal around them knows this. When you stop moving, the world forgets you are a threat. That is the entire secret. It is not magic. It is not a special bond. It is not some gift a few people have. It is patience, expressed as a body. And it is so rare that when we see it, we film it, and then we pass it around like a miracle. I want you to sit with that for a second. We are so unused to calm that watching one person stay calm near a wild animal feels like footage of something supernatural. Maybe that is why this clip is going the way it is going. Maybe it is not really about the deer. THE THING YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO DO (AND WHY I NEED TO SAY IT) Now I am going to be the bad guy for a minute, and I am going to do it because I would rather annoy you today than see a headline about you tomorrow. Do not feed wild deer. Not apples. Not carrots. Not crackers. Not that sad half-sandwich you are not going to finish. Not anything. It is illegal in many states, and the fines are real. But the law is not even the main reason. The main reason is what feeding does to the animal. A deer that gets fed by humans learns one lesson, and it learns it fast: people mean food. That lesson is permanent. It does not go away in the winter. It does not go away when the apples run out. It follows that animal to the road, to the neighbor's dog, to the kid with a plate of cookies who does not know better. The next stop in that chain is almost always the same: an animal that is no longer afraid, in a place where fear was the only thing keeping it alive. Biologists have a name for it. Habituation. And in places where it has taken hold, it has produced bucks that charge people over a sandwich, does that stomp dogs to death, and fawns that grow up believing the safest place in the world is a human porch. Every one of those stories ends badly. Almost always for the deer. Wildlife agencies relocate habituated animals only rarely, and relocation often fails. Many are euthanized. A fed deer is, very often, a dead deer, and the person who fed it never finds out. That is the unfair math. The human gets a story. The animal gets the bill. THE INVISIBLE PROBLEM IN A DEER'S MOUTH There is a second reason, and it is the one that makes biologists genuinely lose sleep. It is called chronic wasting disease. CWD is a fatal neurological disease that affects deer, elk, and moose. It is caused by a misfolded protein called a prion, the same class of infectious agent behind mad cow disease. There is no vaccine. There is no cure. Infected animals lose weight, lose coordination, lose fear of humans, and eventually die. It has been found in dozens of states and a growing list of countries. And it spreads in the most ordinary way imaginable: through saliva, urine, feces, and contaminated soil. The prions can persist in the environment for years. Which means that a deer licking something is not a harmless gesture. It is a transfer of material. In one direction or the other. And in places where animals crowd around the same feeding spot, the same hand, the same parking lot, they swap disease the way kids swap germs in a classroom. To date, there has been no confirmed case of CWD infecting a human. Health agencies still recommend not eating meat from infected animals, and they keep monitoring the situation, because prion diseases have a nasty history of surprising us. I am not saying this to ruin a good clip. I am saying it because the same clip that makes your heart melt could also be a warning label for the entire ecosystem, and almost nobody will say that part out loud. So hold both truths. They are both real. WHY YOU CANNOT STOP WATCHING Let me tell you what I think is actually going on in your brain when you watch something like this. Humans are wired for one very specific kind of story: the one where a thing that should be dangerous chooses gentleness. It is the oldest story we have. It is the lion lying down with the lamb. It is the dog who guarded the first fire. It is the wolf who walked toward a campsite twenty thousand years ago and, according to one version of history, became every dog you have ever loved. Every time we see a wild creature step across the line between wild and safe, something ancient in us goes quiet and warm. It feels like being forgiven for something we cannot name. That is why the comment sections under videos like this fill up with the same four words: I need this energy. People are not craving deer. They are craving that feeling of being unafraid and being met with kindness in return. The parking lot is just the stage. And the stage is brilliant, because it is so ordinary. You do not need a mountain. You do not need a safari. You do not need a rare permit. You need a Tuesday, a patch of asphalt, and the willingness to stand still. WHAT THE ANIMAL KNEW THE WHOLE TIME I want to say something about the deer itself, because I think we skip over it. Everything about that animal's body language, in every second of footage, says the same thing: it is paying attention. Not to the camera. Not to the cars. Not to the noise. To the people near it. Look at the ears. Look at where the eyes are pointing. Look at the way the head dips and lifts. That is not an animal in a trance. That is a mind running, carefully, through a list of questions. Is this person tense? Is this person holding anything? Is this person looking directly at me? Is this person moving toward me, or letting me move toward them? Deer read posture the way you read a face. They can tell the difference between a hand that is reaching to grab and a hand that is simply resting. They can tell the difference between a person who wants something and a person who is simply there. And every answer that animal got, in every second, was the same answer: you are fine. That is the story. Not that the deer was tame. That the humans, for those few moments, were safe. THE DEBATE THAT IS ALREADY TEARING THE COMMENTS APART Every clip like this splits the internet into two camps within about ninety seconds. I have seen it a hundred times. Here is what each side says, and I want you to notice that both of them have a point. Camp one: this is beautiful. A wild animal chose peace. A human responded with respect. Nobody got hurt, nobody got chased, nobody got fed, and for forty-eight seconds the world made sense. Let people have one good thing. Camp two: this is a problem dressed as a miracle. Deer in parking lots are deer near traffic. Deer near people are deer that end up in the news for the wrong reasons. Clips like this teach thousands of viewers that walking up to a wild animal is safe, and a few of them will try it with the wrong animal, at the wrong time of year, with the wrong amount of confidence. Both camps are right. That is why the argument never ends. Here is where I land, and you can disagree with me: the clip is not the danger. The lesson people take from the clip is the danger. Watch it as a gift. Do not copy it as a recipe. A wild animal doing something remarkable is not an invitation. It is a moment. And moments do not repeat on command. THE NUMBER THAT SHOULD SCARE YOU MORE THAN ANY ANTLER If you want to know what the real risk around deer is, forget the antlers. Look at the road. In the United States, drivers hit more than a million deer a year. Roughly two hundred people die in those collisions annually, and tens of thousands are injured. The damage runs into the billions. Deer do not understand roads. They understand grass on one side and water on the other. A parking lot is a road with a nicer logo. And here is the brutal part: an animal that has lost its fear of people has also lost its fear of the machines people drive. A deer that walks calmly between parked cars is a deer that will walk calmly in front of a truck. That is not drama. That is the exact reason wildlife managers hate the word cute. So the next time you see a deer standing beside a busy road, calm and curious and apparently unbothered, do not read it as a sign of peace. Read it as a countdown. THE TOWN THAT BECAME A DEER TOWN There is a reason this keeps happening in the same kinds of places. Across the American West, towns have spread into the exact valleys that deer used for winter range. Sidewalks replaced meadows. Lawns replaced native grass. Landscaping replaced sagebrush, and landscaping, it turns out, is delicious. Deer are not invading anything. They are loyal to land that was theirs long before the parking lot was poured. Think about what that means. These animals have been walking the same routes for generations. Their mothers walked them. Their grandmothers walked them. And now those routes pass through a grocery store lot, a gas station, a church, an elementary school. Wildlife biologists call this the urban edge, and it is one of the strangest laboratories on Earth. Deer there live longer, because there are fewer predators. They breed more, because there is more food. They lose their fear, because nothing has hurt them yet. And then something does. Understanding that makes the clip heavier. Because the animal you are about to watch is not a creature of the wild and not a creature of the town. It is something new, shaped by both, and we do not yet have a word for it. THE FIVE-SECOND RULE FOR MEETING A WILD ANIMAL Fine. You are going to see a deer one day. Maybe tonight. Maybe next to your car. What do you do? Here is the short version, straight from the people who do this for a living. One. Stop. Do not rush toward it. Do not wave. Do not call it over. Every second you stay calm is a second the animal stays calm. Two. Give it space. Wildlife agencies generally recommend at least twenty-five yards from deer, elk, and similar large animals. That is about the length of two buses. If you are closer than that and it is approaching you, you are not in charge of the situation anymore. Three. Keep your hands to yourself. No reaching. No offering. No touching. The moment you put a hand toward a wild animal you have stopped being a bystander and started being a variable. Four. Never, ever, feed it. We covered this. It is the single worst thing you can do for the animal. Five. Leave the way you came. Slowly. Do not turn it into a chase. Do not follow for a better angle. Do not crowd it for a photo. That is the whole list. Five rules, all of them free, none of them hard. And almost nobody follows them. WHY THE BEST WILDLIFE FOOTAGE IS ALWAYS ACCIDENTAL I want to tell you something I have learned from a decade of watching content go viral. The best clips are never planned. Not the ones with a million likes. Not the ones with ten million. The ones that stay in your head for a week are almost always filmed by someone who did not know they were filming anything special. Because planning kills the thing we are actually watching for: the unscripted instant when reality does something the script would never allow. Look at how this one is shot. Vertical. Handheld. A little shaky. The framing is slightly off. The sun is in the wrong place. The audio picks up whatever happened to be nearby. A professional would have thrown it away. And yet that imperfection is exactly why it works. It tells your brain: this happened. Nobody arranged this. Nobody had time to. In an age when everything online feels manufactured, raw footage of a real moment is the rarest luxury we have. THREE THINGS TO WATCH FOR (WITHOUT ME SPOILING ANYTHING) I promised I would not describe the clip. I am a man of my word. But I will give you three things to watch for, so you do not miss what makes it special. First, watch the distance. Notice how close the animal is willing to get, and then ask yourself how close you would let a wild thing get before your instincts took over. Second, watch the stillness. Not the animal's. The people's. See how little they move, and how much that tiny amount of movement matters. Third, watch the last few seconds. That is where everything changes. That is where the clip stops being a cute animal video and becomes something else entirely, something I have not been able to shake since I first saw it. If you only watch one thing today, make it that. THE QUESTION THAT HAUNTS ME I keep coming back to one question. Why do we need clips like this? We have more access to nature footage than any generation in history. We have documentaries filmed from satellites and cameras that can follow a snow leopard across a Himalayan ridge. We can watch anything, anywhere, in ultra-high definition. And yet a shaky vertical video from a parking lot hits harder than any of it. I think the reason is simple. A documentary shows you nature as something far away. A parking lot shows you nature as something that can touch your life on an ordinary day. We spend most of our lives sealed inside cars, offices, and screens. We have built a world designed to keep the wild out. And every so often, the wild walks up to the door, shrugs, and says: still here. That is why we stop. That is why we watch. That is why we send it to our mothers. It is not really a video about a deer. It is a video about the thin line between the world we built and the world we came from, and the quiet, shocking moment when one steps across it. WHY THIS CLIP WILL OUTLIVE THE WEEK Most viral videos burn out in a day. They spike, they get stolen, they get reposted with a siren emoji, and by Friday nobody can remember what they were about. A few do not. The ones that last share a single trait: they give you a story you can retell in one sentence. A deer walked up to a stranger in a parking lot, and the stranger did everything right. That is it. That is the whole pitch. You will say it out loud to somebody at dinner. They will ask to see it. And the cycle will start again. I have watched that pattern build empires. I have never once seen it fail. THE LAST THING I WILL SAY BEFORE YOU PRESS PLAY If you take nothing else from this post, take this. Wild animals are not props. They are not pets. They are not mascots. They are not content, even when they make great content. They are neighbors with a very different set of rules, and they are doing their best in a world that keeps changing underneath them. The ones that show up in parking lots are not ambassadors. They are survivors, figuring out a landscape that was redrawn without their consent. When one of them meets a human with calm and respect, and nobody gets hurt, that is not a trick of the algorithm. That is a rare, fragile, genuinely good thing. So watch the clip. Watch it once for the animal. Watch it again for the people. Then watch it a third time and ask yourself the question I cannot stop asking: What would I have done? Would you have stayed still? Would you have reached out? Would you have backed away? Would you have grabbed your phone, or would you have forgotten you owned one? Be honest. Most of us would have gotten it wrong. Drop your answer below. I read every reply, and the best ones will be pinned. And if this post made you feel something, even a little, send it to the one person you know who still believes the world has room for quiet miracles. They need to see this. Everyone does. Now press play, and tell me what you saw. P.S. If you have ever stood still in front of a wild animal and felt the whole world go quiet, you already know what I am talking about. Tell me where it happened, what it was, and how long the moment lasted. I collect these stories, and the strangest one gets its own post tomorrow.

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"If the truth were to come out...it would pull the rug out from under everything, the whole fabric of society would come unraveled." ~Herrington (allegedly) ๐Ÿ›ธ Lying to Protect the UFO Cover-Up? ๐Ÿ›ธ (I wanted to get this RLAP (REALLY Long-Ass Post, which is in two parts) out before Jesse Michels (AA) puts out his interview with Herrington. Watch the video I clipped from AA, read the transcript from a few other podcasts, and tell me if you think Friedman is lying. I just don't see it. Herrington denies any of this happened, so somebody IS lying, misremembering, or Herrington was pulling Friedman's leg about underground briefings, crying himself to sleep, and aliens. Using my judgment, and in my opinion: I believe Friedman.) "Aliens are real, they're here, and I've seen them." ~John Herrington, Former Secretary of Energy (allegedly) "My emotional take on this is that there is a darkness to this, and it's dangerous." ~Friedman If Disclosure happens... โฌ‡๏ธ "We are in a God-fearing country. If you take that away, if you pull that out from underneath everyone, you're gonna lose a huge portion of the population." ~Herrington (allegedly) ~ (Just know that Herrington has denied (to Ben Schreckinger) that any of what Friedman claims, actually happened. And that includes having Friedman drive his car across the country. I'll include that in Part 2. And again, Jesse Michels recorded an interview with Herrington and that's about to be uploaded, so we'll see what he says there.) ~The Man Who Cried Himself to Sleep~ (I stole that from the Sound, Light & Frequency podcast) Itโ€™s the summer of 1981, and Brent Friedman (Brent Friedman) is eighteen and preparing to leave for college at UCLA in the fall. Before heading out, he takes on a cross-country drive - from the San Francisco area to Virginia, near Washington, D.C. - as a favor and a way to earn some extra money. The trip is for his former neighbor, John Herrington, who had lived next door to him during his childhood, from ages six to twelve. During those years, Herrington became more than just a neighbor - he was a father figure. (These quotes are from the Sound, Light and Frequency podcast: The Man Who Cried Himself to Sleep โฌ‡๏ธ) Friedman makes the drive and arrives in Virginia and meets up with Herrington, who says he's, "working at a very high-level in the Reagan administration" Friedman: "[Herrington] and Reagan were quite close." Bryce Zabel: "Am I correct in saying, though, that his actual job description at that time was the Assistant to the Undersecretary of the Navy?" Friedman: "I believe so, yes." (That does not appear to be accurate.) Friedman: "He did have an official title. I know that, at the time, he was working on something behind the scenes with the ABSCAM situation. But, what he ends up telling me is that he has a very high-level position and, in fact, his clearance is higher than the president's." (Herrington wasn't sworn in to Assistant Secretary of the Navy until October of 1981 and wasn't sworn in to Secretary of Energy until February of 1985. So what position allowed Herrington to have a high clearance and access to so much information, before the summer of 1981? In 1980, Herrington was the advance man for Reagan and his presidential campaign. What does an advance man do?) From Political Dictionary dot com... "The 'Advance man' is someone who makes arrangements and handles publicity for the candidate during a campaign. "The advance man travels to a location ahead of the candidateโ€™s arrival and sets everything up so that things run smoothly for the candidateโ€™s media appearance, or for whatever event the candidate is participating in." (Would an advance man be briefed about our country's biggest secrets? I don't think so. Is there a detail of this story that's missing? Maybe Herrington had some other job that required him to have access to all this information? I found this excerpt from The American Presidency Project website, which includes some further background info. on Herrington.) "In 1967 [Herrington] opened his own law office in Walnut Creek, Calif., specializing in real estate, corporate law, taxation, and contracts. He was recently involved in property management. "During the 1980 Presidential campaign, Mr. Herrington was a full-time volunteer advance man with the Reagan for President committee. Following the Republican National Convention he was named western regional director for advance. โฌ‡๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโฌ‡๏ธ "[On May 6th, 1981] - The President...announced the appointment of John S. Herrington to be Deputy Assistant to the President for Presidential Personnel." According to AI (which pulled three sources), that position, "manages the selection, vetting, and recommendation process for political appointees across federal agencies. They oversee talent recruitment, security clearance coordination, and strategic staffing to fill executive branch positions with qualified individuals aligned with the administration's goals." (So, perhaps it was in that โฌ†๏ธโฌ†๏ธโฌ†๏ธ position where Herrington was thoroughly briefed, leading up to his conversation with Friedman?) ~~~ In the interview with Ross Coulthart (and in other interviews), Friedman said that when he went to Herrington's house that night... Friedman: "I saw him come home from work in a black Lincoln Town Car, with two Secret Service guys attending to him, a briefcase handcuffed to his wrist [which] was brought into the house, taken right into his office where the briefcase goes into a wall safe. He was a real estate lawyer when I grew up with him. "[Herrington] says, 'Let's you and I go out onto the veranda and catch up.' Now, when I was growing up, he was a strict Calvinist. He didn't drink, he didn't swear, and really fit. A man's man. Well, when I saw him that night, he looked haggard, he looked like he had the weight of the world on him. He also brought a bottle of Jim Beam out to the backyard and he was pouring himself what I later learned were two fingers, two little glasses, you know? "After we caught up on my life, I said, 'What is your job? What was the whole thing with the black Town Car and the briefcase?' He said, 'Oh, I can't talk about it. I'm working for the President in a special capacity and it's all highly classified.' "A couple of years earlier, our family had been contacted by, I believe it was either the CIA or the NSA, or something, and asked a bunch of questions about him, I guess as he was being vetted for this job. But we didn't know what the job was, we just knew that it was some government position and they wanted to know things about him. "Again, he was not forthcoming with what the job was, but the more I pushed him and the more he had to drink, he eventually said to me, 'Well, look, the fact of the matter is, you know, to get this job, I had to be briefed for a number of months in an underground facility in West Virginia.' And I was like, 'Wow, that sounds intense!' And he goes, 'Yeah, I used to cry myself to sleep every night.'" (I've been tweeting about this story for 4+ years, and anybody who hears that part can't help but wonder: What the hell did they (allegedly) tell him?!) Friedman: "Now, again, a man's man. When I was growing up, the thought of him crying once in his life was unthinkable to me. The idea of him crying every night, I was shocked. And I said, 'Well, what would cause you to do that?' And he said, 'Brent, this is not the world I thought I was bringing my daughters into.' "Now, think about that. You're 18 years old, and this man who you look up to, that you revere, is telling you this. All I could say was, 'Well, what about me? I'm in this world, too! I need to know something.' And he said, 'Well, I can't really go into that. This is like, highly-classified material.' And I said, 'John, I'm sitting here. Like, you've just put me...puts the edge. I need to know something.' "And he said, 'Well, okay, I'll tell you what. I know, when you were growing up, you were into science fiction and comic books and all that stuff. Well, aliens are real, they're here, and I've seen them.' And he said it with just the most casualness, like just throwing me a bone. Like, okay, can we stop talking now?" ~~~ (Was Herrington just pulling Friedman's leg since he knew of Friedman's interest in Sci Fi? Back in 2018, Zabel gave a lecture at the International UFO Congress, and he talked about this story.) Zabel: "This the quote that Brent gave me. Herrington said, 'There is alien life on Earth, I've seen it.' And Brent said, "Is it alive?" And Herrington said, "That depends." (Regarding the question of whether the alien life Herrington allegedly saw was alive or not, none of the current interviews with Friedman contain the Herrington answer, "It depends." Is that an accurate quote from Friedman or did Zabel get it wrong? If he really said, "It depends," that has the potential to make things even more interesting. โฌ‡๏ธ) ~Back to the Coulthart Interview~ Friedman: "And I kind of was taken aback, and I said, 'What do you mean? Are they alive?' And he said, 'Um, I can't say.' I said, 'You can't say, or you won't say?' And he said, 'I can't say.' (He couldn't say because he wasn't allowed, or he couldn't say because "it depends" on what one means by "alive"? I may be making this too complicated, and I hope Brent chimes in with some comments in the replies. Okay, he DID chime in and address it during the "Sound, Light & Frequency" followup podcast on March 22 entitled, "More on the Story โ€” J.C. and Herrington.") Friedman: "Did he say he can't say because he didn't know, or...this is not a life-form as we know it? There's a lot of ways to interpret this." ~Back to the Coulthart Interview~ Friedman: "And I said, 'Well, okay, hold on a second. How is it that everyone doesn't know the truth?' And he said, 'Oh, lots of people know the truth. You can walk into any bookstore and you're gonna find all sorts of books that contain all sorts of truth. And right next to them, you'll find books that we published, that are full of lies and disinformation. And he said, 'There's a multi-billion dollar campaign to keep this covered up.'" (If that's true, what I wouldn't give to know which UFO books were put out by the government (or whomever is doing it) as disinformation and to lead us astray. Any channeled books?) Friedman: "And I remember in 1981, I was not a great student so I don't know that I ever heard this in high school. I don't think I'd heard the word billion before. I knew it sounded big, but I didn't even know what that meant." ~ From Coulthart's interview of David Grusch in June of 2023 Grusch: "There's a sophisticated disinformation campaign targeting the U.S. populace, which is extremely unethical and immoral. This has leaked like a sieve for decades, but it was a very sophisticated, disinformation campaign where, you know, they have allowed some of the truth to come out through some of their trade crafts. But they've disenfranchised people, they've stigmatized it, they made it like a, this total like wacky thing to talk about. So anybody who may come forward with that kind of information is looked like a, you know, total tinfoil hat guy, because it's a perfect amalgamation of disinformation to just make it look crazy." ~ (From the Sound, Light & Frequency podcast...) Friedman: [Herrington told me], "if the truth were to come out - and by the way, we don't know the full truth, but if what we knew were to come out - it would pull the rug out from under everything, the whole fabric of society would come unraveled." (Back to the "Reality Check" interview.) Friedman: "And I said, 'Well, you know, hold on a second. So you're telling me that there's aliens, there's a big cover-up. Is this never gonna come out?' And he said, 'Well, you know, maybe in our lifetime. Only if it has to, though.' "And I said, 'Well, I don't understand why.' And he said, 'We are in a God-fearing country. If you take that away, if you pull that out from underneath everyone, you're gonna lose a huge portion of the population. And if you do that on a global level, and you take away what people believe in, you are going to disrupt the one thing that holds the whole world together, which is the global economy.'" ~~~ In "The Age of Disclosure," we were told this: "One very distinctive moment for me was briefing then Secretary of Treasury, Steve Mnuchin. I got through my briefing, and at the end of the brief, he sat back in his chair and he said, 'You know, Jay, you may wonder why I asked for this briefing.' And he said, 'What are the economic impacts of the President going to the microphone and telling the world weโ€™re not alone? I have to think about those kinds of impacts in order to prepare, if the President were to make that move.'" ~Jay Stratton ~ Friedman: "There's a key detail here that I think adds to this conversation. One of the things that did happen is, towards the end of the conversation, after I was processing all of this, I said, 'Well, I guess now I understand why you cried yourself to sleep every night.' And he goes, 'No, Brent, you don't understand. This stuff we're talking about here, this was day three. So, he was putting into perspective this alien thing, that we're trying to get to the bottom of, was this one small, little area that he had been disclosed about." (This is a new and important detail that I didn't have when I first started posting about the Herrington story in 2022. Back then, I thought Herrington cried himself to sleep every night, for weeks and weeks, due to information he was briefed on about aliens. But with these new details added, that doesn't seem to be the case.) Friedman: "And so, I think that's really the only way to make sense of his statement for me. Is that, the truth has to be about something much bigger than just non-human intelligence. I think it probably goes to the nature of reality itself." (I love the nature of reality discussion but there's really no way to know what made Herrington cry himself to sleep every night for two months unless he decides to surface and share that information with us. In the meantime, our minds will come up with all types of possibilities and scenarios... We live in a simulation, and there's no afterlife. Nazis still exist, rule the world with high-tech, and we have to do what they tell us or they'll wipe us out. We're going to get hit with a comet or asteroid in the near future and life will reset on this planet like it has in the past. Artificial Intelligence will rule the world in the near future and humanity will slowly die off. Feel free to add to this small list... ~~~ Coulthart: "Brent, have you gone back to John Herrington in the interceding years and tried to extract more from him? Because, I mean, what I can tell our audience is, I do know that a formal approach has been made to John Herrington by people from the Congress who are investigating this matter. And they've been unsuccessful in getting John to speak further on it. Have you had any further conversations with him since? I appreciate he's still alive, he's a very elderly man now. I can imagine, if he did sign some kind of secrecy oath, he's probably trying to protect you by not talking about it any further." Friedman: "Yeah, this is a sensitive area in that, you know, when Bryce and I talked about doing this podcast, or even before I talked to you, I really had to make a decision about, did I want to drag him out of the shadows, essentially? He was a family friend. Granted, you know, over the years, we kind of drifted apart, our families, but my mom still stayed in touch with them. And when I said that I was gonna do this, and I asked her at the time, you know, 'Can you put me in touch with John?' And she was adamant about, 'Leave the man alone. If he wanted to talk about this, he already would have talked about it.' And so, I really had to, then, at that point, make a decision: Do I wanna go forth and talk about this thing that happened? Or not?" (He already spoke about it, publicly, back to 2018, but not to this extent and not to such a large audience.) Friedman: "And I made the choice that I felt my story was important enough to put out there. And because it was also formative to how 'Dark Skies' came about, which led to the guy making us a deal proposal, I just felt like I'm gonna have to put all of this out in the open and take the consequences as they come. "So I have not spoken with John since then. I would have to then have a break in my relationship with my mom, she's really drawn a line in the sand. But, you know, honestly, I'm living in this world right now where, at any time, I would expect, possibly, him calling me and saying, 'What the hell are you doing?'" (There's an important detail of this story that Friedman did not share in the Coulthart interview and I will get to it in a second.) Coulthart: "You say it was day three, and he got told about aliens, but he was there for a hell of a lot longer than three days. What do you think it might be that he was told that is so confronting that the poor gentleman was crying himself to sleep at night?" Friedman: "Well, I'm gonna say this through the filter of what I knew about John Herrington. And he was an amazing father. And so, in my mind, anything where he felt that his daughters would not be safe would be something that would probably cause him to cry himself to sleep at night, right? The inability to protect your child would be haunting, would be devastating." (Speculate away.) Friedman: "And so, I think if you look at it through that lens, you have to think, okay, then this is...we live in a very tenuous situation where, seemingly, at any time, higher forces may be able to do things to our loved ones, right? And there's nothing we could do about it. That's what I take away from this. Now, how all of that happens, who these predatory forces are? I don't have the answer to that. But my emotional take on this is that there is a darkness to this, and it's dangerous." (I really have no idea what that could mean. What kind of higher forces? Human, bad actors? The intelligence behind the phenomenon, which is NOT about ET but more about non-physical beings John Keel labeled Ultraterrestrials?) ~This is from the Lehto Files podcast~ Friedman: "As he was being disclosed to, he used to cry himself to sleep every night. And if you think about it, I don't think any one of us, or anyone in your audience, if someone said, 'You know what? Aliens are real. They're here, we're not alone.' Would you cry? I don't think so. I think you'd be like, 'Okay, I know that. Like, now I feel vindicated.' Would you cry if somebody said, 'Oh, the aliens, they're hostile, and they could come and get us at any time'? No, you'd be like, vigilant. You'd be like, 'Okay, well, I gotta prepare for this.' What would make a man of such character cry every night? I think it has to be something bigger than aliens, and that we're not alone. I think it has to go to the nature of reality and that that we live in a very tenuous existence that is much more complicated than any of us can really comprehend. And when you are given that truth or when you're exposed to as much of it as possible to convey in words, it must be shattering. It must be shattering." (This is the part that I wish Friedman would have talked about in the Coulthart interview because I feel it's important. โฌ‡๏ธ A reminder for readers: In the Coulthart interview, Friedman said, "I have not spoken with [Herrington] since [1981]. I'm living in this world right now where, at any time, I would expect, possibly, [Herrington] calling me and saying, 'What the hell are you doing?'" But, from the Sound, Light and Frequency podcast... Zabel: "Did you have any contact with John Herrington after this event in 1981?" Friedman: "Oh, that's a good question. No, not...in person. But, while we were in production on 'Dark Skies (which aired from 1996-1997),' I remember one day my assistant came in and said, 'Oh, you got something in the mail.' Which was weird because who would send mail to the production office for me? But I opened it up and it was one of those buck slips. Remember those kind of like, long vertical things? It said, 'From the desk of John Herrington.' "And he wrote out, in longhand: 'Congratulations on finally getting your story out there.' "And I thought, wow, I had never considered it because he said, 'Go ahead and tell your story, no one's gonna believe you.' But clearly he wasn't upset that I was, you know, had 'Dark Skies' on the air and it was inspired by our conversation." (If he clearly wasn't upset about Friedman getting his story out there, via "Dark Skies," which was inspired by their 1981 conversation, why is Friedman worried that he's gonna hear from Herrington any day, where he'll ask, "What the hell are you doing?" That question might be answered as we keep going.) Friedman: "But, it also made me realize, at that time, is it possible that he told me this story as part of the disinformation program? And, as hard as it is for me to admit that... Because this was a man that I trusted and I respected, I idolized to a certain degree. To think that he would, potentially, be using me - me, an 18-year-old kid who's, I'm nobody - as part of the disinformation campaign? It hurts to even think of that, and I don't believe it. But I have to acknowledge that that is one possible explanation." ~~~ I want to add one final thing from the SL&F podcast... Zabel: "I asked Grusch if he had ever heard of the name John Herrington. And Dave Grusch...looks at me and goes, 'Yeah, I've heard of Herrington." And I said, 'Well, what what do you know about him?' And I think he said something like, 'I really can't talk about that.' "This year, it's 2025, I get, first a message, and then a call from Ross Coulthart. And I believe I can say this because, you know, he didn't swear me to secrecy. It was a public...I mean, he was calling me to ask me something. He said that Grusch, who was now working for [Rep. Eric Burlison]" wanted Ross to ask me [Zabel] something. "And what Ross asked me was, 'Do you think your friend Brent would get in a car and drive John Herrington to Washington DC to testify?' "I almost fell off my chair when I heard that. And I also found the irony, which I'm sure you can find, which as an 18-year-old, you drove a car across America to DC, right? To get your briefing. And now, all these years later, they want you to drive the man who gave you the briefing to Washington, DC so he can give another briefing to Congress. Okay, that's interesting enough. "I said, 'I don't think Brent's probably going to go along with that, but I'll ask him. You know, I mean, it wasn't untoward for Ross to ask for that. I mean, of course, that's reasonable. But then he said, 'Well, what do you think his reaction would be if he was subpoenaed?' And I don't think he was talking about [Herrington], I think he was talking about you at that moment." (Why subpoena a second hand witness (Friedman) when you can get the real thing in Herrington? And why not fly an elderly Herrington across the country instead of having Friedman drive him on a several-day road trip? Were they afraid something might happen to him?) Friedman: "Well, I have to tell you, when you called me about that Ross conversation and the word subpoena was tossed out, I started to feel queasy at the thought of it. The thing is, I have no problem going under oath, right? But at that point, we had already decided we were going to do this podcast. And I thought, you know, if I'm gonna tell my story, my stories, honestly, I want them to be under my terms, right? For us, right? Not with congressional investigators. peppering me with things and making me look like an idiot, right? Which I can pretty much guarantee would happen." (I can pretty much guarantee that that would NOT happen. None of the hearings have been adversarial or made the witnesses look bad. The hardest question they could ask is: "Is it possible Herrington was making up a story to entertain you or feeding you disinformation?" And Friedman could say, "I don't think so, but I certainly can't rule it out.") Friedman: "And I thought, I wanna tell this story, I wanna tell a bunch of stories because, at the end of the day, this Herrington story is, effectively, the backstory of Sound, Light and Frequency. But there's much more to Sound, Light and Frequency than even just this story." Continued in Part 2

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