Sometimes I forget what all this bullcrap is about. You see, the UFO biz can be fraught with broken, shriveled up egos. Tarnished reputations and generally freaky people. People who just might be like some of your relatives, you know the one’s I’m talking about. The one’s who get locked up in the attic most of the time. We bring them out neatly scrubbed for Thanksgiving dinner or Christmass and hope they don’t embarrass us too much. Then they are quietly spirited away while the grownups chat over snifters of brandy and cigars. These are the misbegotten of UFOlogy, the near-do-wells. The kids! They might have a crappy self published book to their name (that makes them authors!) They might have a web page full of ranting and silly self absorbed nonsense. You can tell some of these by counting how often you see the words “shameless plug” on her – I\u00a0 mean their web pages.<\/p>\n
What’s with all this ego stuff anyway? And the less influence a UFOlogest has the bigger and meaner their egos see to get. Look at Lehmberg<\/a> (I don’t very often but if you MUST!) That guy has lost every shred of decency and good humor (if he ever had any.) in its place is a tired old song of recrimination and regret. Regret! Why, he’s seen and survived more changes than most people dream of. He’s served his country, retired to a comfortable lifestyle. He’s got his health (mostly) and he gets mocked weekly on the radio. Why such a sourpuss? Life’s too short for all that anger Alfred.<\/p>\n And Regan?<\/a> She’s turned over a new leaf don’t-ya-know. No regrets, no apologies. Unable to comprehend where she’s been and where she is probably headed, Reagan will most likely waddle along the way she always has. At the edge of complete catastrophe but never quite falling into the abyss. She seems to like it that way. Of course, I’ve been wrong before! (Hey, call me dear, you know the number. We need to talk!)<\/p>\n Arthur? He\/she\/it <\/a>seems to have more than one person in there. I’m not sure how many, three perhaps? Sometimes this Arthur blog-sock (a block?) makes sense. Other times he seems a bit – .well nutty!<\/p>\n And the Odd Empire? Well we’ve been around for a while and I don’t see us vanishing in a puff of Alfred induced embarrassment any time soon. Perhaps this is a complete waste of time, perhaps it serves some strange kind of public interest. Perhaps it just relives an impulse for snarking. We look at each other and say, why the hell do we do this? And keep right on going.<\/p>\n So as I retire to my attic I sneak a snifter of brandy from the “grownups.” I raise it to all my misbegotten brethren– everywhere.<\/p>\n “May we all fight the good fight, whatever it may be! May we find it in our hearts to listen to each other every once and a while and may we always remember what it feels like to laugh – \u00a0 at ourselves<\/em>!”<\/p>\n Skoal!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Sometimes I forget what all this bullcrap is about. You see, the UFO biz can be fraught with broken, shriveled up egos. Tarnished reputations and generally freaky people. People who just might be like some of your relatives, you know … Continue reading