Search This Blog


Thursday, May 27, 2021

Courage in Silhouette

Following my last article I received a flurry of compliments on Twitter and elsewhere, some using the word "courage" and its derivatives.  This is not the first time this has happened.  Usually, I gratefully thank the people who say it even though I have never thought it accurately described me or my actions.  Today, I want to push back.  

Luis Elizondo quit a government job with a pension to do what he is doing.  Chris Mellon is risking the Mellon family name and his future political career.  Stanton Friedman surely missed out on countless opportunities as a nuclear physicist in a time before the aforementioned people helped make talk of UFOs mainstream.  These are just a few folks in the UFO Community who have exhibited great courage.

Me, I have never felt like I was doing anything extraordinary by tracking down Lue Elizondo.  It was an act I had wanted to do for decades, if only I knew whom to contact.  When Lue introduced me to Jessica Philipps, a producer on the then secret TV show Unidentified, he never mentioned Jessie was a producer or that I might be featured in a documentary.  Still, at this point, no courage was required.  Things progressed slowly and I never felt like I was taking a leap.

I was (and still am) a small business owner and was also teaching some business classes on the side so I had no fear of ruining my career by going on TV.  Maybe I have been passed over for some opportunities to re-enter the workforce because I am a UFO nut, but these days my business is recovering from the Pandemic and I think I will be OK.

My wife has known of my sighting since a week or two after we first met seventeen years ago and she still married me - I am a lucky guy.  She has been supportive of this entire process.  It was her sister who first sent us the infamous New York Times Article on UFOs which kicked off this whole adventure.  No one in our family has ever expressed an issue with any of this (at least not to me).  A couple people in the family and their close friend have a UFO story of their own, a mass-sighting, of sorts.  I have started making a video about it for my YouTube channel.

I had also told some of my closest friends.  One of them, referred to as "G-man" in other articles, told me for years that if my experience had happened to him, "I would tell everyone who would listen."  You could say he was encouraging.  Even recently, when he and I were talking about the mutual acquaintance I mentioned in my last article, who has publicly ridiculed me, G-Man asked me, "Did you really see a UFO?"  I said yes.  He said, "Then what do you care what this guy says?"  Point taken.  G-man's parents, coincidentally, had their own sighting too - both highly credible people.

You may say that it took courage to hang in there in the two year period between first speaking with Lue and when my episode aired on History.  No, that took perseverance for which I will take credit.  One friend told me it took guts to start this blog.  I would disagree with that statement too.  Once the process was in motion it was like dominoes falling.  I just went with it.

Courage in Silhouette

Courage, is what Mike, the other witness to my sighting did.  Now, wait, you may say.  Those who have followed my saga know that Mike has never been willing to reveal his identity.  He "appeared" on my episode of Unidentified over the phone, with his voice disguised.  He has given permission to use his first name but not his last.  How courageous is that?  Read on.

Alex Dietrich Silhouette
Alex Dietrich in Silhouette

Mike, you could say, is my Alex Dietrich.  When David Fravor went on Unidentified in Season 1 the whole world learned his name.  Backing up his story was another Naval airman who would not appear on TV because she was still serving in the military.  Alex Dietrich did not want to risk her career by speaking out publicly about what she saw in what is now known as The Nimitz Incident.  Today, thanks to a recent 60 Minutes Story about UFOs we now know who Dietrich is.

On the night of the Gagetown Incident, my Dietrich, Mike, got picked up by the transport truck at the end of our guard shift before I did.  By the time I got in the truck everyone was talking about the UFO we saw.  The third guard who was out on our shift was already making jokes and doubting our stories, even though Mike and I both talked about our own perspectives of the same sighting and those accounts jibed.  This was at 1:00am.  The rest of the camp was asleep.  We went to bed having only told a handful of people.

By the time we went to breakfast, the entire camp was abuzz about the two kooks (us) who "claimed" to have seen a UFO the night before.  The story had become embellished by the game of "telephone" before Mike and I even had the opportunity to tell more than a handful of people.  The jokes were harsh.  We were humiliated.  We were embarrassed and shamed.  I quickly stopped telling people about it and stopped answering questions early that next morning.  Mike went as far as completely recanting the story.  He said it never happened even though he had tried to report it the night before.

I resented Mike for that.  In the decades prior to going public, I had written and rewritten many accounts of our encounter.  Some of these were told in the first person as historical non-fiction, just the facts.  Other versions were told in third person with slightly fictionalized dialogue to make it a more interesting read in hopes I could get the story published.  In every account, Mike was my Brutus, the guy who turned on me at the end and made me look like a liar.  I made him the bad guy in all these stories.

In reality, I now know that Mike could not be a nicer guy.  I will go on a limb and say he is a kind and gentle man.  He is extremely polite and respectful.  These and other associated character traits are surely what led him to pull back the reins and deny what happened back in 1992 because he simply could not stand up to the ridicule.  I no longer blame him for that.  It is who he is.

But still, he will not reveal his identity.  There is a reason for that and I respect it.  Since becoming reacquainted with Mike he has shared with me that he has struggled over the years.  The biggest thing in his life right now, other than the love of his family, is his church.  Mike is a strong adherent to his religion and a loyal and dedicated member of his church.  He does not want to jeopardize that.  It would ruin him.

After searching for years I finally tracked Mike down in the fall of 2018.  When I asked him if he would go on Unidentified and back up my account of our sighting he initially declined.  I asked him why and his response surprised me.  I thought he would say it was because he did not want to relive the humiliation we had endured as young soldiers.  

Instead, Mike told me about his involvement with his church and said that talking about UFOs within his circle of peers would be considered, "a distraction" from their mission.  I can understand that.  I do not agree with it per se but that is the crux of his belief system.  I would not want people to tell me my religious beliefs are wrong.  They are beliefs.  They are neither right nor wrong, just beliefs.  Mike has a right to shelter his beliefs.

Now, putting all of this together, despite Mike's strong association with his religion and its mission he knows what he saw that night in August 1992.  His own eyes told him something that contradicts his belief system.  There are those in Washington whose religious beliefs have prompted them to put up roadblocks to the work that Luis Elizondo was doing while working at AATIP.  Lue had documentation of flyovers in restricted airspace from people whose technologic abilities were thousands of years ahead of our own.  These higher-ups would not set aside their religious convictions to accept the undeniable evidence of what Lue was showing them.  

Mike did.  Mike would not show his face for fear of repeating the past ridicule we both suffered and fear of losing what is currently most important to him, his affiliation with his church.  But he did come forward and support me.  He said he was there that night and he saw something too.  He even added in some details I did not see from where I was stationed.  He summoned the courage to validate something that went against his core beliefs.  That was a leap.  It took guts.  For that, Mike is now the hero of my story.  Mike defines courage.

Enjoying this blog?

If you have seen an alien spaceship or any type of unidentified flying object (UFO) contact me using the Contact form at the bottom of this page.  You may remain anonymous if you want.  I will not ridicule you or try to tell you why you are wrong.  I get it, I saw one too.

Thank you for reading and keep an eye on the sky.

Tuesday, May 25, 2021

Mission Accomplished

Over the course of the next month I may be posting more blog articles.  In case you do not follow #UFOTwitter or UFOlogy in general, many people in the UFO Community eagerly await the results of a Senate investigation into what the US Government knows about UFOs.  Some are hoping for full Disclosure.  Others anticipate lies and secrecy.  Me, I am ambivalent.

Much progress has been made over the past few years in bringing this subject out of the shadows of conspiracy theory and into the mainstream spotlight.  Four years ago I only mentioned my own UFO sighting to a few close friends and family.  I never spoke openly about alien visitation.  Writing this blog would have been out of the question for me.  I did not even follow anyone on Twitter other than maybe a dozen friends from college.  None of them was into UFOlogy.

Then, people like Luis Elizondo and Chris Mellon began moving the ball forward, with the help of Tom DeLonge and others too many to list.  I jumped into the fray and brought my story to the public.  It was then in the two year period leading up to my appearance on Unidentified that I decided to finally dive into this thing head first.


Two hundred thousand page views later, I am proud of what I did and what I have accomplished.  Yesterday one of my kids asked me, "Are you famous?"  I laughed and said, "Um... in certain circles, but not really."  Only a few days earlier I had joked with someone on a Facebook UFO discussion group that my "15 Minutes of Fame" had recently expired.  Fame was something I had not ever sought out; quite the opposite and I am glad it is about over.  All I ever wanted in regard to my sighting was to find someone in government who would document what I experienced and alert their chain of command that we should be concerned.  

We are being visited by people with the ability to move over restricted airspace at low speeds without any visible means of propulsion, completely evading radar.  These same individuals then have the ability to zip off in a streak of light without any sonic boom.  It was three decades ago that my colleague Mike and I saw this.  It is still happening today, around the world.

I did finally get my chance to tell my story.  It did not go down the way I had expected.  I had always envisioned something like what you see in the movies where I would go into an ugly, lowest-bidder office building, be ushered into a small conference room with cheap metal furniture and no windows, and be questioned by a couple "Men in Black" with Steno Note pads.  Maybe they would do something with my information and maybe they would not - I could see the notebooks going into a crate which would get wheeled into an enormous warehouse, like at the end if Raiders of the Lost Ark.  But at least I would have done my part.

Mission Accomplished
Mission Accomplished

This fantasy was an alternative to a competing vision of me growing old without having ever told anyone about my encounter, other than my closest friends and family.  Then, the fantasy ends with a guy like James Fox (who I had never heard of until a year ago, but someone like him) showing up to interview me shortly before I died.

The reality was, I never did get my chance to speak to someone currently in a government role but I am told that my story is known by those who need to know about it.  Shortly after my episode of Unidentified aired Lue Elizondo and I exchanged a few texts where he said, " are making a difference!  People in D.C. are watching!"  OK, mission accomplished.

I assume that means that Marco Rubio and others who are behind the current Senate investigation have read the details of my encounter or at least watched my episode of Unidentified.  It makes no difference to me how the information flowed to where it did.  I am completely satisfied that it got there.  I did my part.

In the two year interim between when I first reached out to Lue and my TV appearance I started writing.  I did not know how those years would go but I did know that it was important to begin documenting what was happening.  Sometimes, in the day to day struggle of life, extraordinary events can seem mundane.  Indeed, most of the build up to Unidentified was a lengthy series of calls and emails with various producers and their assistants, scheduling and canceling meetings, elaborating on small details between business calls and teaching classes.  These details would have been overlooked by most people.

I knew it was a big deal.  Most people will not appreciate it today but years from now historians will want to know the timeline leading to Disclosure (assuming it indeed happens).  What happened and how?  My thinking was not that grandiose at the time.  I did not know where this journey would take me.  I just knew I had to document it.  So I began writing.  This blog was initially intended to be sort of a diary that I would share with the public.  If a post got seven views I was psyched - people are reading it!  Now, most of my posts get hundreds of views and some have thousands.  I am no UFO Jesus but I am happy that some folks seem to enjoy my writing.

Given the pace of progress it was not long before I ran out of updates.  But by that point I had begun opening up to a larger circle of friends about my experience.  They introduced me to other UFO nuts like me and they introduced me to others.  I also began following some influencers on Twitter and researching the subject of UFOs.  This led me down one rabbit hole after another.

Much of what I initially encountered online was conspiratorial.  Being an apolitical, rational person, with a strong proclivity for logic, I was immediately turned off by the conspiracy theories.  My third blog article was about this.  I was not sure if I was committing blasphemy in the UFO Community by taking a stand against people like Steven Greer, the subject of that article.  Perhaps there would be repercussions.  But I wanted to do what was right.  If going against the conspiracy guys meant going against the audience I was writing for, so what!  I was not looking to build a big following.  I just wanted to share the truth.

Fortunately, it seems I made the right choice.  It took a while to find others with a similar stance as me, but they are out there.  Thousands if not millions of people view the topic of alien visitation with a purely scientific view point and they do not fall prey to conspiracy theories.

That, I decided, was my audience.  I wanted to speak to people who were curious about UFOs but who did not believe in Bigfoot and demonic possessions.  These people had questions.  They probably had few others with whom they could discuss these questions.  I had questions too.  I wrote about those questions.  Why do aliens hide from us?  Why are we being visited now, more than ever?  What is a day in the life of an alien?  This quickly became an obsession for me.  I wrote nearly every day for months.

Ridicule over UFOs

In the beginning I was not so concerned with reducing the stigma of reporting UFOs.  If that has happened then I am happy to have contributed.  God knows, I have faced my share of the results of this stigma.  The reason I kept my experience to myself for so long was because of the ridicule Mike and I faced from our fellow soldiers immediately after our sighting.  I never told my fraternity brothers or other friends back home.  I do not even know if I ever even mentioned it to the girl I soon dated for four years afterwards.

Since going public, most people are kind to me about it.  Some are fascinated and want to talk more about it, knowing that I am a credible and lucid person with an education, actively involved in my community.  Others are skeptical; they may believe I believe what I saw but they are not so sure themselves.  A few others are downright hostile towards any mention of visits to Earth by people from other planets.  They can be cruel with their disdain for it.  I recently had to defriend someone on Facebook, in part for publicly chiding me as an "alien" (amongst other trite comments) and for trying to rally others around his disdain for me, the guy who "sees UFOs."

Whatever...  I actually do not care what people think about me for telling my story, nor should anyone else who has had some sort of encounter.  People can believe you or not believe you.  Again, I just wanted to get my info into the hands of someone who could use it.  That is done.  I can now resume my life.  Also, one only needs so many friends.  True friends will respect you.  The others, the immature debunkers, you can do without.  Besides, the tide is turning.  Even former president Obama chimed on UFOs and former Speaker of the House Newt Gingrich added his two cents recently, further validating the subject.  History will show that the debunkers were on the wrong side.  I am content with that.

Enjoying this blog?

If you have seen an alien spaceship or any type of unidentified flying object (UFO) contact me using the Contact form at the bottom of this page.  You may remain anonymous if you want.  I will not ridicule you or try to tell you why you are wrong.  I get it, I saw one too.

Thank you for reading and keep an eye on the sky.

Tuesday, May 4, 2021

Is the Universe Falling?

Here is a crazy thought - well, maybe more radical than crazy.  That is to say, here is something I have never heard before.  Perhaps it is new.  I doubt I am the first to think of it.  I am probably also not the first to express this thought.  As the Internet has shown all of us, whatever batshit nonsense someone can come up with, there are likely many others out there who have also thought the same thing.  So here it is:

Scientists say the Universe is expanding.  OK.  When I hear that, in my mind's eye I picture an even expansion either two-dimensionally on a plane or in all directions like the Death Star getting destroyed.  But what if neither of those is true?

Last night I was lying in bed, scrolling through Twitter while fighting a losing battle against sleep.  As I drifted in and out of consciousness I scrolled up to a picture of Yosemite Falls.  The picture made me think of aliens.  Also, eating toast or watching my grass grow makes me think of aliens but that is a whole other story.  In this case, I thought more specifically of the Universe.  I pondered the question, is the Universe really expanding or is the Universe falling?  What if we were flowing down a waterfall or a Space Falls?

Is the Universe Falling?

Is the Universe Falling?

We have all heard the the theory that our planet may be an atom in someone else's Universe.  Some would even say the Sun is the atom and all the planets in our solar system are electrons flying around it.  It is an interesting thought to ponder but you would have to be puffing on some serious stuff to actually believe it.  Still, that kind of free thinking opens the mind to entertain new ideas.  Humans do not know everything - we barely know how to make popcorn in an office microwave without making the whole building smell like burnt popcorn; how are we supposed to solve the mysteries of the Universe?

Back to my premise, last night I looked at that picture of Yosemite Falls and all sorts of ideas began to swirl in my mind like the swirling drops of water falling from the Falls.  My half-asleep mind overlaid the Universe on the Falls.  I pictured our planet as a drop of water, swirling around other drops of water, among our galaxy and an infinite number of other galaxies.  All these galactic particles were falling at the same rate and in the same general direction and yet they were expanding away from each other at the same time.

In the picture of Yosemite Falls, the water starts in a narrow channel at the top and ends in a wide spray at the bottom.  It is like the scatter-shot of a shotgun except the water is not being propelled by an explosive force, it is simply falling due to gravity.  As the water falls it expands out in every direction.  It goes a little more to the left, right, and straight ahead than it does to the back, and some portions of the water shoot off in an unpredictable manner.  This could be due to wind or to the shape of the exit chute above.  

If the Universe were the same, to us it would seem like everything was expanding away from an initial source.  Perhaps then, the Big Bang was not an explosion after all.  Perhaps something is causing the Universe to be drawn in a certain direction like gravity draws water off a cliff.  We would not be aware of what is outside the Falls.  We would only observe water, like an astronomer observes space.  

There would be finite boundaries to our Universe in this scenario.  These boundaries are not physical; nothing would constrain us from penetrating the boundaries of the Universe other than Newtonian principles.  Occasionally "a drop of space" would drift away from the path on a gust of wind.  But for the most part all particles of our Universe would adhere to each other while also expanding away from each other.

In the picture, the water that is farthest from the top is expanding farther than the water at the top.  If our Universe were the same, would it seem like the expansion is increasing in velocity the farther we got from The Source?  Is our Universe not expanding at a more rapid rate as time goes on?  Perhaps this rate is relative.

What would be The Source, in this case?  A water source is derived from a weather cycle.  Are there similar cycles in space?  Perhaps, rather than everything expanding from a single point, the "weather" cycles of space eventually bring everything back to that "mountain stream" where we have perceived the Big Bang to have taken place.  My Möbius Universe theory could be adapted to accommodate this new Space Falls theory, congruently.

What happens when the waterfall expands to the point that there are air pockets in the stream?  Is this the Dark Matter that Science (whoever that is) has observed in space, pockets of an outside substance seeping into our ever expanding drift from The Source.

We're gonna need a bigger boat

If this were all true, what consequences does this bestow upon space travel?  If we wanted to travel away from The Source it would be easy.  We would just need a ship.  Our ship would be buoyant in the Falls, in a weightless environment similar to that created by a Reduced-Gravity Aircraft, also known as a "Vomit Comet" where there is gravity but its effects are not felt.  Perhaps in space, it is not really a zero-gravity environment.  Rather, there is a tremendous amount of gravity - we just cannot feel it because everything we know is within the stream, all falling and expanding somewhat in unison (though, not quite).

Traveling towards The Source would be another story.  In this case we would need a ship that could in  a sense fight gravity.  A rocket-propelled ship could travel to other water particles in our Space Falls but there would be extremely low limits on its range.  Eventually, the ship would run out of fuel or its occupants would die of old age.  Current technology would not ever allow us to reach The Source by traveling towards it.

We could, conceivably, reach The Source by traveling away from it.  If we view our Space Falls as part of either a space weather system or as something like a Möbius Strip, traveling in the direction of the fall/flow would eventually transport us back to The Source.  But that could literally take forever.  There would have to be a better way.  After all, aliens can get here and leave here.  If they can get from there to here (wherever there is) we know that somebody solved the problem.

If you stand at the top of a waterfall, right near the edge, your face will get wet.  How does that happen?  As water shoots off the cliff, scattering in every direction, some drops of water get mistified.  Gentle winds may then carry these droplets of mist in the opposite direction of gravity, back towards The Source, or even in an entirely different direction.  Could similar processes be at work in space?  Is there a way to escape the Flow of space expansion and ride a breeze (or preferably a gust of wind) back towards The Source or away from The Flow to a whole other Flow?

I have never been a fan of the Multiverse theory but what if these concepts are related?  Yosemite Falls is not the only waterfall in the world, and certainly not the only river.   What if these Space Falls were all over the place, all part of a space ecosystem, eventually flowing out to a space sea?

Comment below.

Enjoying this blog?

If you have seen an alien spaceship or any type of unidentified flying object (UFO) contact me using the Contact form at the bottom of this page.  You may remain anonymous if you want.  I will not ridicule you or try to tell you why you are wrong.  I get it, I saw one too.

Thank you for reading and keep an eye on the sky.