So there is the Tic Tac UFO event(s). Happened, it seems, off the coast of Southern California. Involved the Nimitz carrier group during an exercise. Shapes resembling tic tac mints, stubby rounded cylinders, did amazing things to disrupt the group’s responses. Went from orbit to 80,000 feet in seconds, then dropped to the deck, sometimes hovering 50 feet above the surface, sometimes plunging into the water, only to re-surface and surge back to 38,000 feet or higher.
Tracked on radar, these things ran through the various defenses as if testing them. Are they ours? Some new form of drone? Could be, who knows? They ended up baffling and frustrating F-18 pilots, radar operators, and the guns tracking them. No live ordnance was used.
Radar images of these, and film, have been leaked. Released, some say, by the Navy on purpose; if so, perhaps propaganda to worry our enemies, or to confuse them. We don’t know. The video clips have been shown on news programs and discussed widely. You can find them online by Googling Tic Tac UFO. They can’t be nailed down.
They match the stills from the USN of huge oddly-shaped things coming up out of the sea to hover, then zoom off more-or-less instantly. Those were released earlier. Supposedly, such things continue.
Many cite the Tic Tac Events as part of Disclosure, a term referring to an official release of classified documents, videos, and other evidence currently held by military and fed gov concerning UFOs, EBEs, EBENs they’re now called, or ETI. Contact? Collusions?
I’ve said before, and remain convinced: If given half a chance, the cult of secrecy would sell us all out instantly to ETI, were there contact. They’d try to cut a deal for their own advantage, and be willing to allow abductions, mutilations, and worse to get it.
In the 1987 John Belushi/John Ritter movie REAL MEN, which is all about FBI agents racing against each other to make it to a rendezvous with the space aliens to let the ET know what our choice is, a way to clean up our environment, or ‘the big gun’. All the aliens want in return is a glass of water.
As you can imagine, the war pigs want the big gun. The good guys want help with our pollution. It’s a comedy with a serious theme, and it’s something Belushi’s partner, Dan Aykroyd, is serious about. Someone named Feldman wrote it, and it flopped. I’ve always liked it.
We all kinda know that we’ve been sold out, regardless how or to whom. Certainly Russia now owns our balls, thanks to quisling GOP Nazis and the trunt. It is nothing new, just worse for being so open now. During WW II Dupont colluded with I.G. Farben; Henry Ford helped Hitler and was an unrepentant racist; super duper hero Charles Lindbergh was a eugenicist and Hitler enthusiast who had hidden breeder families in Germany; et cetera. America’s always had a fascist streak a mile wide, as Sinclair Lewis’s prescient It Can’t Happen Here proves. Philip Roth’s The Plot Against America explores what might have been had Lindbergh been elected President during Hitler’s rise and WW II.
Hemingway, Hitchcock, and many others considered fascism rich people’s malaise. It was a taint among the wealthy that occasionally flowered into ugly blossoms we’d have to clip, trim back, before it kudzu’d us. We’ve ceased pruning.
As fascism rises, the cult of secrecy deepens the murk to hide its crimes, and we the people get less information and way more lies. Snowing us under with propaganda blizzards no longer works so well, though, because whistleblowers can reach so many so fast, via the internet. Rules have changed.
Naturally, the powers-that-be want to crush whistleblowers. They persecute anyone who dares spill their criminal beans. This can stop individuals, but not the process, which hasn’t seemed to slow at all. Perhaps whistleblowing is even increasing.
Now false whistleblowing, full of melodrama, signifying nothing, is one of the fascist tactics of choice. They seek to flood the few facts with a torrent of lies, half-truths, and distorted interpretations. Spin has become a weaponized tornado cluster. You can hide appalling fact in mind-boggling wild claims.
Stealing money? Call it dark money and hint at the funding of hidden projects that keep us on top, keep our nation the best, make sure we’re the winners of history. That con job works. People buy into it. They’ll tell you UFOs R Us. They’ll tell you we have a space fleet and time travel and control the weather.
They’re lying, to hide crimes.
Turns out Area 51 was denied for so long so Northrop and other contractors could commit dire ecological crimes using toxic materials, open burn pits, and run-off streams of poisons. R&D, they said, shrugging off any harm they might do. Weapons count, lives don’t. Violence is golden. Profit über alles.
Whistleblowers told us about the open burn pits and how workers were exposed at Groom Lake to devastating toxins and poisons that riddled their bodies with cancers and bizarre syndromes. They sued. Testified in depositions. The fed gov waited them out, let them die off, and continued refusing to admit such a classified base existed.
Bill Clinton, who’d tried to find out about Area 51, UFOs, and who killed JFK, finally officially admitted that Groom Lake existed, yes, but remained off-limits even to him, and to all Democratic Presidents. This is fact.
So we continue seeing whistleblowing, often peddling official propaganda as if leaks, sometimes leaking sanctioned facts, and now and again spilling hidden beans because they’re alarmed, and want to cry out in alarm so we might have a chance to stop something horrible.
The Tic Tac UFO Events, from mid-November 2017, off the coast of Southern California, involving the Nimitz carrier group, is one of the latest examples. What’s it all mean? We don’t know. Two USN radar operators have come forward now to tell us yeah, it happened. They don’t know what it was, either. So what can we do but walk beside them, assess their claims with as much empirical evidence as possible, and wait patiently for a preponderance of evidence to clear our view.
Yeah, fucking patience.
We want it all and we want it now, right?
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