We’re asked this week to talk about what we would do if we saw a spaceship land in our city. I am afraid I shot my bolt on the topic of space travelers in the first week!
[See “Gimme Some Space, Man!” 3-7-14.]
I have seen many a strange thing in the sky, night or other time. Some may well have been ‘ours’; that is, human, (and probably American),highly experimental forms of air/space travel. We are not told about everything that goes on by a long shot. How many of you know who long the design for the type of ‘Flying Wing’,( like the Stealth Bomber), has been around? Almost as long as man dreamed of a flying machine. How long have any been in production? I don’t know, but what I can tell you is this: My parents worked for an aeronautics plant during World War II, just outside of Washington, D.C. My father was an electrical engineer who installed some of the first radar into ‘our’ planes and my mother was an executive secretary who had high security clearance, but even so, their experience in seeing of a prototype “Flying Wing” Bomber in the mid-1940’s was stretching even their privileges. They didn’t talk about it for decades, and then didn’t brag openly.
But that does not explain away some of what I have seen. And, as I stated in previous posts, since it seems that we have had close encounters of some kinds, I would like to think that since we have gone unmolested for so long by life forms obviously highly advanced in technology and who must have great self-control, I’d love to see what they had to say, and what they looked like.
Does any of my argument above make sense to anyone else?
Although I was disappointed in the “Star Trek:First Contact” movie, (especially by the trashing of the Zephraim Cochran character which was introduced so differently in the original Star Trek series), when I saw which species made ‘first contact’ with Earth, I cried; it was the Vulcans.
I’d love to be among the first to greet Vulcans.
I even know the proper response if they tell me to “Live long and prosper”. If you get there before I do, and it is the Vulcans, respond with, “Peace and long life.”
Just so ya know.
[If I don’t get back to you right away , bear with me. I have lunchtime date today with one of the most intelligent and nice men in town, a man I have not met with very often…my oral surgeon. I will get to you asap; I’m usually a good healer.]