I’m reading a book entitled Earth by Timothy Good that investigates the existence of UFOs. It’s
not a bad book. I’m reading it because I’m fed up to my gills with the
misinformation being floated about by so-called climate scientists and just
about any other scientist for that matter. I’ve decided to branch out into more
mainstream inquiry. That and it’s too damn cold outside to do anything else.
I’m not sure what my take on UFOs is. I did once talk to the
man who claimed he was from Alpha Centauri back in that bar when I was in the
Army. That would seem to indicate the existence of extraterrestrial life. On
the other hand we were in a bar, so—so you see my problem.
It’s like the eyewitness account mentioned in the book when
I was still in the Roman numeral numbered introductory pages. My reference to
Roman numerals is only a cheap segue trick allowing men to mention that UFOs were spotted as far back as the
days of the Roman Empire, when Lucullus was about to battle Mithridates when
“all on a sudden, the sky burst asunder, and a huge flame-like body was seen to
fall between the two armies. In shape, it was most like a wine-jar.”[1]
My only question as I read this account was, “Didn’t they
have saucers in those days?”
But back to the eyewitness account. It seems a journalist, a
sports journalist at that, was driving through a town at 4:15 one morning.
That’s all I’m going to tell you about his account because there are very few
places one could be driving to or from at 4:15 in the morning. Throw in that he
was a sports journalist and I think we can safely assume he was drunk, wasn’t
driving safely and didn’t see any UFO—in any shape whatsoever.
Then there is the report from a couple that encountered a
flying saucer, also while driving one night. “‘We kept driving but we both
ducked down, expecting it to hit us.’ I thought, ‘This is it. We’ve had it.’”
So far this seems pretty reasonable. I maybe would have
stopped driving but had I continued I definitely would have at least ducked
down, too. And I probably would have mouthed the words, “Oh shit,” which is
practically the same as thinking, “This is it. We’ve had it.”
But what the man said next makes their story seem just a tad
implausible.
