The actuality of an old paper.
Alfred Webre on Telepathy and the
Oil Spill:
“ Examiner.com has documented
the operational existence of Tesla-based teleportation as an operational
technology for transporting goods and people over distances in the classified
U.S. defense projects. Likewise preliminary evidence has established the
existence of U.S. space vehicles using anti-gravity energy and other advanced
propulsion systems.
The U.S. government has historically classified teleportation exclusively as a
weapons technology, for transporting troops to battle locations, or personnel
and goods between secure military bases.
The environmental, economic and social impacts of the BP oil leak operation may
mobilize public awareness and political will to transform this policy decision,
and make teleportation available for civilian use, worldwide.
How the BP oil leak operation may affect extraterrestrial disclosure, either by
governments or by specific extraterrestrial civilizations themselves, is an
unknown “wildcard.”
One researcher has taken the view that a grey and reptilian-based
extraterrestrial hyper-dimensional alliance is concerned about humanity because
of our propensity to environmental degradation. The researcher highlights an
environmental catastrophe as the trigger for open relations between humanity
and the greys and grey-human hybrids. He states, “If these accounts of
salvation are true, then the aliens’ message is clear: After the catastrophe,
whatever it is, takes place, the late-stage hybrids and perhaps the aliens
themselves will engage in a general integration into human society. As one
hybrid told [contactee] Claudia Negron, ‘Soon all life will be changed. People
will be different.’ Presumably, we will all live in peace and harmony. The
environment will be healthy and there will be no more war or conflict.”
This Examiner.com article examines whether the BP oil spill operation is likely
to accelerate disclosure of teleportation, anti-gravity energy and/or the
extraterrestrial and UFO presence.”
http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-2912-Seattle-Exopolitics-Examiner~y2010m6d11-Will-the-BP-oil-spill-accelerate-disclosure-of-teleportation-antigravity-and-ETUFO-presence
About Webre’s book “Recovery,” his
wife writes:
“I see this book as a journey and as
a work of courage. Alfred Webre is my husband and soul mate. Through the time
we’ve spent together I’ve watched him wage a battle, sometimes fierce and
unsettling, with the mental illness that has plagued and enriched his life. At
the depths of one of his depressions I suggested that he update one of his
books, “The Age of Cataclysm” and perhaps write a book on his personal journey
through manic-depression. My thinking at the time was he needs something to
focus on and give him some purpose. That was in July shortly after “God” died
and left Alfred both, devastated and exhilarated. He and I had been working
together to come to grips with his attraction to cults and to move into a state
of recovery. This was a task I felt well prepared for as I had done a great
deal of “exit therapy” over the years with a variety of cult members.”
In other words, Alfred Webre had to
be deprogrammed by his wife. He should go down on his knees and thank the gods
that it wasn’t his mother-in-law.
Pushing the Envelope
First, let us get rid of any idea
that Alfred Webre is insane. As a brilliant man with a rather battered but
ofttimes equally brilliant public record, he knows exactly what he is doing.
The same could be said of his colleague Michael Salla, another clever man who
has been thrown out of many academic posts because of his views on the supposed
presence of extraterrestrial aliens and their influence on human culture.
First let’s take a look at the
backgrounds of these two men:
Alfred Webre is the author of Exopolitics:
Politics, Government and Law in the Universe. He is a Fulbright Scholar and
holds degrees from Yale University, Yale Law School (Yale Law School National
Scholar), and the University of Texas Counselling Program. He has taught
Economics at Yale University (Economics Department) and Civil Liberties at the
University of Texas (Government Department), and has been a futurist at
Stanford Research Institute.
As Senior Policy Analyst in 1977 at
the Center for the Study of Social Policy at Stanford Research Institute (now
“SRI International”, Menlo Park, California), Webre was Principal Investigator
for a proposed civilian Scientific Study of Extraterrestrial Communication,
that is interactive communication between the terrestrial human culture and
that of possible intelligent non-terrestrial civilizations. Webre is the only
Exopolitician with such views to get near the White House. This proposed Study
was presented to and developed with interested White House staff of the
Domestic Policy staff of President Jimmy Carter during the period from May 1977
until the fall of 1977, when it was abruptly terminated. The Carter White House
denied Exopolitical studies see http://www.ufoevidence.org/documents/doc944.htm
Dr. Michael E. Salla has held
academic appointments in the School of International Service, American
University, Washington DC (1996-2001), and the Department of Political Science,
Australian National University, Canberra, Australia (1994-96). He taught as an
adjunct faculty member at George Washington University, Washington DC., in
2002. He is currently researching methods of Transformational Peace as a
Researcher in Residence in the Center for Global Peace (2001-2003) and
directing the Center’s Peace Ambassador Program which uses transformational
peace techniques for individual self-empowerment. He has a PhD in Government
from the University of Queensland, Australia, and an MA in Philosophy from the
University of Melbourne, Australia.”
Those folk with a still-intact sense
of wonder might try these following two pieces of work for size, from Webre and
Salla respectively. We note that the first contains a failed prophecy, and the
second absolutely spectacular bullshit. The only good thing that can be said
about these opinions is that they represent a new kind of what used to be
called Theatre of the Absurd.
“A whistleblower has recently
emerged alleging secret preparations are underway for a false flag operation to
justify a military response to “alien invaders” by August 2007. The
whistleblower claims that s/he was asked “to write up ‘spin’ and propaganda
that would help win the country’s leaders over to our new ‘war effort’” against
extaterrestrials. The whistleblower posted his/her message at the Above Top
Secret forum and has generated immediate interest by many (see: http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread288370/pg1
). While the whistleblower’s statement appears plausible at first hand, there
really is little need to demonise extraterrestrials to justify a false flag
operation if an upped military response is desired by those in control of
extraterrestrial related information. The extraterrestrial abduction literature
is so pervasive and dominant in UFO studies that it has created a set of
powerful cultural stereotypes of extraterrestrials. The primary stereotype is
that of advanced “alien geneticists” performing a range of invasive medical
procedures to abducted women with the aim of creating a future hybrid race to
replace current humanity.”
And here is Salla:
“The political paradigm to be used
in this paper is based on ‘exopolitics’. This paradigm starts with the premise
that there exists an extraterrestrial (ET) presence on Earth which clandestine
government organizations have been withholding knowledge of from the general
public and elected public officials. Rather than being an unsubstantiated
‘conspiracy theory’ with little relevance to contemporary policy issues such as
a pre-emptive US war against Iraq, it will be argued that an exopolitical
analysis can provide a more comprehensive understanding of what motivates the
Bush administration in launching a pre-emptive attack against Iraq.”
The single word “futurist” in
Webre’s curriculum vitae is enough to sow suspicion that Exopolitics is
a structured collection of synthesised nerve-centre memes, no less. It might
just have occurred to a very clever chap such as Webre are not getting to the
top by pre-digital frontal assault, why not, using the new technological means
available after Jimmy Carter’s Presidency, make a meme-borne worm which will
do the job? After all, knocking on the doors of Authority is a pretty
old-fashioned very non-futurist and largely non-productive action.
Now here is where the plot goes
deep, dirty, and suspicious.
Webre was (is) an acknowledged
futurist. He has been in that game far longer than many senior Ufologists, and
as a futurist he would necessarily have been completely familiar with the work
and ideas of Marshall McLuhan and Buckminster Fuller, to name but two
influential futurists. From Scientology to modern Consumer theory, from
Artificial Intelligence studies to the work of Ray Kurtzweil, it has been
suggested that it might be possible to model entire brains and indeed entire
worlds in terms of Product modelling. This expresses the idea of a culture
rising from a basic kit of archetypes, reminiscent of Mary Shelley’s novel Frankenstein.
Her idea is now fully realised in
the DNA lab.
But after his (understandable)
failure at the White House, Webre might just have asked himself could the same
principles be realised in terms of those particular ideas which form belief
structures?
Now it so happens that both Webre
and Salla are very clever meme engineers. Just like L. Ron Hubbard who created
Scientology, Webre and Salla went on to create a synthetic mythology
which, as we shall see, rivals Scientology somewhat in its aims and practices.
Their work is interesting if only that it shows how the structure of Web-born
mimetic worms may be designed. Such worms have viral properties which can be
seen quite clearly in the psycho-social culture dish. In this sense they are
“intelligent” forms of non-carbon life, just as is an image in our heads of
Marilyn Monroe, or any one other of millions of such sparkling harpies.
Exopolitics represents no less, a
new form of viral programming. This can easily evolve into a new form of social
control. It consists largely of fantasy and entertainment whose image-based
symbolic structure is easily manipulated by Big Media and rampant Consumerism
as regards exploitation of belief.
Such “intelligent” forms of dosed
information are easy to insert into a dumbed-down society whose media-soaked
heads are on the verge of cultural disintegration. For example, we might look
at Sergeant Stone’s “57 varieties of Extraterrestrial Alien” on http://www.combat-diaries.co.uk/diary30/heinz.htm
Looking at them as new kinds of
cyber-animal, we might ask how do these worms “think?” To answer this question
we must get rid of almost every single idea concerning so-called “Artificial
Intelligence” we have ever had. We should also throw out all ideas about what
is termed “communication theory.” Present ideas concerning robotics and
automation are based on accretion of mechanical complexity. What we call
“thinking” here is represented by the active “recognition” of “factual”
elements and the integration of this into other programmed vectors formed by
paradigms based on mechanised input and output schedules. The result is nothing
more than a collection of clever spanners.
Our Exopolitical Webot is a very
different creature which can create parasitical image-forms in the imagination
of willing customers.
As I showed in my article “Meme Wars
we Have an Agenda” the Web has given birth to many digitised forms of
non-carbon life which do not think in terms of mechanical analogues. It might
depress serious Left-intellectuals and Guardian-style social-democratic
liberals, but our déclassé Exopolitical Webot here “thinks” like a Tesco
manager or his Walmart equivalent. As such managers know, quantities and
“facts” come very much second to image appeal. Customers will accept and buy
inferior goods if they have the right image. Therefore we are all consuming the
image as well as the food, which becomes a somewhat secondary thing. In the
case of Exopolitics, our highly structured Webot has succeeded in inserting a
parasitical form of image-life into many minds. Again, as the managers of the
silver screens know, manipulation is all about images. Like Marilyn and the
host of other harpies like her, our Exopolitical worm is a fast breeder, and
like her again, it has an infinite longevity. Should we not believe that, we should
try getting rid of Marilyn in the head. It is impossible. Like her or hate her,
she is there forever. Despite ourselves, we act and talk with her, we will
write for her, produce films and plays for her, and we will dream of her as if
we were sixteen again and a hustler on the make looking for the best chance.
This Marilyn pseudo-world will be
experienced in the fragmented forms of dreams, intuitions, and what the
playwright Eugene Ionesco called nostalgia mysterieux.
Together with many others like her,
she will pursue us beyond our deathbed.
Marilyn, like the synthetic body of
Exopolitics, is a worm.
Though she has been inserted as a
fast-breeder programme by a very different technology to that of Exopolitics,
the principle is the same. The inserted images will breed as self-replicating
clones and any “facts” will fall away like supports from a newly-launched ship.
Such multi-dimensional worms are image-based programmes with Matrix-style
optional sub-texts. They can be designed to insert any particular target
programme into Prime Time conscious and form an important focus of Mind. The
result of such operations is the Exopolitical (supposed) alien, who is now no
less a “star” than Marilyn Monroe.
By analogy, such an extraterrestrial
alien is now a possible worm in the liminal stage of embryonic development.
Like Monroe, Michael Jackson or Elvis, the alien is now neither real nor
unreal. In terms of Big Media product-gestation, the extraterrestrial alien is under
construction.
This idea gives an entirely new
meaning to the concept of “disclosure.” For “disclosure” we may now read
collective “sanction.” In the manner of TV soap development, in 2010 we now allow
things to happen in such series which if they had happened in 1950s would have
sent us straight to the hangman’s noose.
Therefore the answer to physicist
Enrico Fermi’s question “where are they?” is: “the alien is under
construction.”
In the Fortean sense, this new
paradigm replaces absolute fact versus absolute fiction with scales of permissibility
controlling schedules of allowances.
The
Dialectic
Some parts of the operational
technique used by our Exopolitical Webot remain somewhat old fashioned. They
reflect elements picked up from the psychological tactics of dialectical
materialism, no less. These Cold War Communist tactics (also used by Maoist
China) were based on rebuilding commonly received dictionaries in heads, see
Orwell’s idea of “Newspeak” in the novel 1984.These programmes (and
dictionaries were the very first cultural “programmes”), contained certain
words which were picked from a very narrow range of reference. These new
word-groups formed a mantra, and the repetition of some kind of mantra
is to be found in every world religion and every political philosophy.
The object of this technique (see The
Manchurian Candidate) is to change the very metaphorical frame of
perception by introducing a new narrative with a new and complete vocabulary.
Thus we go from the holiness of the proletariat to fully conscious praise of
the extraterrestrial alien and the wonders he is bring to Earth culture. We can
see this technique in operation in the passage from Salla quoted above. He goes
from perfectly ordinary discourse smoothly in the new “alien” narrative as if
he is talking to a neighbour over the garden wall about the differences between
cabbages and turnips. Thus is a seamless robe constructed, and utterly
fantastic elements inserted into common dialogue with no bother at all. It is
matter of dialectical scaling. By reducing anomalies to “ordinary” terms we can
more readily introduce them into consciousness without any blood flowing at
all.
People who lived in Germany in the
earliest years of the Hitler regime reported on the sudden appearance of the
word “Jew” in any and every kind of conversation. As distinct from
Exopolitician David Icke (who IS racist!), there is absolutely no evidence that
either Webre or Salla are racist or anti-Semitic in any way. However, they do
wish to change the narrative in a way which might have been admired by a
severally reconstructed Dr. Goebbels. Certainly Webre and Salla would both love
to see the word “alien” used on all of the major Big Media networks alongside
the “news” about the economy, sports and cooking tips. For example, the word
“gay” has moved into prominence in the same way.
Thus do we demythologise as much as
we mythologize in turn according to programmable allowance-schedules.
In these terms, our extraterrestrial
alien is already knocking on what Aldous Huxley called The Doors of Perception.
The
God-Agenda
Our Internet-born,
Exopolitical Webot is of a somewhat “scientific” nature. Both Huxley and Orwell
described “scientific” attempts to change popular consciousness. In Orwell’s
novel “1984” (pub. 1949), Big Brother interrogator O’Brien has to threaten Winston
Smith with physical torture in order to make him toe the party line. We suppose
that this meant that ironically, Orwell’s “scientifically” constructed Newspeak
(again suspiciously similar to Scientology) was a failure. By contrast, in
“Brave New World” (pub. 1932) Huxley proposed that what he called the “pleasure
principle” would be far more effective than physical threats.
Huxley’s prophecy was the better
one. He was the first to suggest that god-programmes could be manufactured by
mass media.
Creating a Maker is of course an art
form and not everybody can do it, but basically constructing a god-agenda is
fundamentally no different to designing a good TV commercial break.
Off-the-shelf components can be used, and the art of god-making is rather like
the art of good cooking: you have to get to get the right things in the right
proportions at the right time and temperature.
First to make your god (and the
extraterrestrial alien is now an acknowledged god within Exopolitical belief),
you must narrow the general vocabulary of the target audience. Second, you must
tune this vocabulary to refer only to a certain chosen range of products,
whether they be Jesus or tins of baked beans.
Cults (and Exopolitics is very much
a cult) wilfully attach themselves to these specific vocabularies as articles
of Faith. They cling to them as medieval pilgrims once worshiped what they
supposed were pieces of the True Cross.
In the case of Exopolitics, the
“products” of our psycho-social filter are such Prime Time words and phrases as
“airbase,” “nuclear,” “cover-up,” “space, ”abduction,” “whistleblower,”
and (of course) “Intelligence Services.” Such words and phrases form a mantra
group within the cult of Exopolitics. Additionally, the acronyms CIA, NSA etc
form part of an integrated ritualistic emblem around which Exopolitical belief
is structured. Such trigger-words induce the gestalt-rites of that particular mysterium
called the Military-Industrial-Complex.
When we look at the collage (above)
of the Twin Towers ablaze, we can see metaphorically that it was “made” of
trigger-words within product emblems as well as your rationalist’s beloved
end-stopped bricks and mortar.
Webre, like almost every UFO
investigator sooner or later refers to the Pentagon and major US corporations very
much as if they constituted such an emblematic mysterium, which is
a kind of technological shrine from which all knowledge flows. Like Stanton
Friedman or Bruce Maccabee, having worked at Boeing, Northrop-Grumman or in the
US Navy optical science division is a priestly credit-card flash as regards
that Prime Time level called “authenticity.” The Military-Industrial
Complex becomes therefore a complete parallel to any kind of temple of worship
in history, a veritable Gnostic temple where shadowy archetypal rituals
supposedly take place. Thus NASA or Area 51 becomes identical to Kafka’s
Castle, or Mervyn Peake’s Ghormangst Trilogy. For example, Stanton
Friedman (the original Victorian Station Master), uses the phrase “nuclear
physicist” as a badge of honour, even though he has not done any nuclear
physics for nearly forty years, and even then he didn’t do much. Nuclear
physics of course is an essential part of any standard physics course at any
standard University, so saying that you are a “nuclear physicist” doesn’t mean
a lot. But in the world of Big Media that doesn’t matter. This is the way any
culture evolves. It is all about images which control the game-play of the
silver screens of the so-called “factual” world which is but a necessary stabilizing component within our tempestuous realizations.
The Exopolitical propagandists know
this only too well.
Let’s look at the dialectical fabric
of the top passage from Webre again: the first two paragraphs contain quite a
collection of buzz-words and muscular cartoon gosh-golly phrases familiar to
all trendy toy-designers, janitor-abductees, retail-Ufologists and all
others afflicted by the Thunderbirds-style aura. We know that as soon as we
hear of “Tesla-based teleportation,” “classified U.S. defense projects” and
“anti-gravity engines,” that we are in the familiar world of Exopolitics.
Metaphor falls upon us “Thick as Autumnal Leaves that strow the Brooks In
Vallombrosa.” There is not even time to gulp or gasp, or say “‘oil give it
foive” before we head for the door of the glittering Exopolitical Emporium with
stars in our eyes with a new hi-tech boxed game under our arm. What have we
bought? We have bought a bundle of powerful skilfully-engineered totems, no
less. But don’t worry – the same thing happens when we buy a magazine with
Megan Fox on the cover, or a pack of Post-Toasties, called originally “Elijah’s
Manna” – now there’s a good one for the eschatological conspiracists!
In these terms even Stanton Friedman
is best seen as a rich glowing Meccano-set superliminal text rather than
a discursive discourser. Generally speaking, such “scientists” are beginning to
look like worn-out refugees from old East Germany covered in engine-rust and
looking lost in a world in which their culture has become very much a poor
second compared to Big Media.
The
Fatal Attraction
Of course we can’t help but buy
Exopolitical sweetmeats as offered. The packing and presentation would make any
Tesco manager proud. They are all irresistibly sexy, and every with-it author
knows that implicit eroticism and glossy technology make a powerfully
attractive mix. With such shaky assurances from the cultural commercial breaks,
we are young again that is until we encounter Webre’s second paragraph above.
This puts a bit of a shadow over the glowing promises:
“The U.S. government has
historically classified teleportation exclusively as a weapons technology, for
transporting troops to battle locations, or personnel and goods between secure
military bases.”
Wow! What kind of a world are we in
here? Open the box. Origami snowflakes representing wondrous speculations burst
in our head. We are in a world where there are almost no rules, a world in
which we can say anything at all, just like at the old hippy be-ins or
group-gropes of the 1960s. A bus is a moth; a cake is a spaceship. Past and
future have no meaning; time and endeavor swerve and loop-the-loop. For a
short time, we are in get-happy free-fall; this is hardly disturbing we say,
because after all, this is how poetry is created.
But then we surely begin to get a
little worried as the so-called “real world” makes a somewhat outrageous
entrance:
“The environmental, economic and
social impacts of the BP oil leak operation may mobilize public awareness and
political will to transform this policy decision, and make teleportation
available for civilian use, worldwide.”
Webre then goes on to claim quite
seriously that:
“…the BP oil leak operation may
affect extraterrestrial disclosure, either by governments or by specific
extraterrestrial civilizations themselves, is an unknown “wildcard.”
Wild is the word. Our boxed game is now rather like the
Gremlins 1 film, with somewhat comic monstrosities bursting through all the
cultural screens.
The “grey and reptilian-based
extraterrestrial hyper-dimensional alliance” no less will arrive to save us and
(as expected), the old New Age hippy messages appear:
“After the catastrophe, whatever it
is, takes place, the late-stage hybrids and perhaps the aliens themselves will
engage in a general integration into human society. As one hybrid told
[contactee] Claudia Negron, ‘Soon all life will be changed. People will be
different.’ Presumably, we will all live in peace and harmony. The environment
will be healthy and there will be no more war or conflict.”
That any exterritorial aliens may
turn out to be super-hippies is optimistic, as Hawkins has pointed out. What
Keat’s “Stout Cortez” did to the Amerindians is yet another warning.
Charismatic
Soap Bloodlines
Thus in one sentence does Webre try
to introduce a new historical narrative full of alien-induced sweetness and
light. The shock here is rather like one of those terrifying moments when you
meet someone with an over-specialised ferocious intention in life. All such
cult converts come out with some highly propagandized cosmic “explanation.” Now
it is the extraterrestrial alien! Pubs and bars always contain such damaged
banner-waving pariahs. In the old days they spouted Marxism or the Bible or
some other cult-coded formulaic “solution” to Richard Adam’s “Life, the
Universe and Everything.”
Today old-fashioned “hard” politics
have almost gone from the streets. Now an innocent gets pinned against a wall
and instead of being told to read the Life of Lenin, they get lectured on the
infinite details of junkpop, from Lily Allen’s toe-nails to Michael Jackson’s
child-molestations and suppurating cheek bones. A similar hazard of the modern
world is to meet some “scientific” person with a Rubik Cube in his hand who
talks about “scientific breakthroughs,” or encounter a brilliant and
beautiful girl who talks about Cliff Richard’s musical “achievement.” Far worse
is to meet a similar creature you fancy who wants to “free” the “poor people”
(usually African) by the universal application of Science, Democracy and
Socialism. If you haven’t met one of those particular animals, you haven’t
lived. Should their shadow fall across your path, any would-be erection
vanishes like the proverbial rat up a drainpipe, and you fly home to see which
“personality” has been thrown out of the Big Brother House. In this sense, it
must be admitted that the Big Media idea of the Universe as Junk is a
marvellous antidote against those who have dangerously serious designs upon
humanity at large. “Junk” in this sense means that almost everything (including
Science) is now all about styles and images, fashion and Big Media.
TV as the ultimate in Junk Culture
has not “done” either Exopolitics or Ufology yet, but then TV gets to
everything in time, so watch out – Webre’s astonishing Junk revelations may be
waiting for the Big Media version of Exopolitical world history.
The old-fashioned “trip” has
undergone reconstruction several times over through generations to become a
powerful Big Media tool.
In these terms, Exopolitics
represents the ultimate in postmodern consumerist hallucinations. It represents
the fine art of creating Junk Culture using over-earnest inspirations
concerning such things as the wondrous postmodern collage of Area 51, the story
of Roswell and the MJ-12 Papers, the latter now worth about as much as a
Bingo-caller’s hernia.
The source of such divine comedy is
of course the confusions, misidentifications and absurd expectations made by
all human beings when they are gripped by that quite impossible mode called the
thinking process. We deceive ourselves even with the intention of scratching
our nose.
All cultures are built of
advertisements and deconstruction can point to those best-selling miracles
of liberating laughter by means of which we mentally navigate.
Me
Gone Cargo
The above passage from Webre shows
that human cultures are formed and controlled by different kinds of
story-technology, such as the “alien” narrative. Some of these story-memes are
fantastic and hilarious, others mundane and rational. These “core stories” are totems,
these being defined as those sets or clusters of forming principles by means of
which human groups organise themselves around some central core of Belief,
either mechanical or abstract. As such, totems are pure media manifestations
wilfully induced by strong historical conviction as regards religion, royalty,
racial/social class /bloodlines/extraterrestrial aliens, or indeed genuine mystical
experience. Totems have the widest possible variety of forms: they vary from
Christian Cross-worship to virtual worship of TV soap opera characters and
glamorous performers in Pop, such as Michael Jackson (RIP), our nearest Western
approximation to a god.
Death of course doesn’t matter to a
god. We now await the first miracles from Neverland. True to god-like form, and
rather like George Adamski’s Orthon and Jesus indeed, both Jackson’s brain and
body appear to have vanished completely. Like Jesus again, Jackson has been
“seen” in many places, from British fish-and-chip shops to brothels in Las
Vegas. That is some Prime Time. Like the extraterrestrial alien, and the
“scientist,” Jackson is now passing through the metaphysical stages of the
great Consumer Book of the Dead.
Thus our totem can be deeply
mystical (belief in a “real” god), or physically ritualistic as with
identification with a particular football team.
Like Jackson, the extraterrestrial
alien is such a god-form. He is noised poised between Fact and Fiction with the
Exopoliticians trying desperately to push the envelope and make him appear
everywhere, from fish-and-chip shops to CNN news headlines.
As we have seen in Part 1,
Exopolitics can be seen as a meme-formed web-born prototypal entertainment
system. It is now steadily morphing into a consumer-led “cargo-cult” mystique,
see “Deconstructing the B-29” in my article for UFO Magazine “Putting the Noise
Back into the System” http://www.combat-diaries.co.uk/diary30/cargo%20cult%20belief.htm.
In terms of Consumer Anthropology,
the pseudo-dead Michael Jackson’s fleeting pseudo-appearances represent the
Myth of the Return. In a similar way, Exopolitics represents a “return of the
gods” movement fashioned in modern Western terms.
The “aircraft” seen below fashioned
by a cargo-tribe is completely analogous to the concept of retro-engineering
technology from supposedly crashed UFOs.
What are “cargo cults? After the island-hopping campaign
against the Japanese during the Second World War, the America military left
behind dumps of any and every kind of material on hundreds of remote islands.
After over twenty years of almost no contact with the West, it was found by
researchers that the natives had fashioned a religion around abandoned war
material such as radios and aircraft parts. They constructed wooden aircraft in
imitation of the “real” planes they had seen, and they whispered into the
microphones of long-dead radio sets in the manner of “real” operators. In a few
cases, some well-preserved batteries would flicker into life, and scrambled
“static” sounds (including voice fragments) were heard momentarily from
speakers. Trying to convince natives that they had not heard the voice of the
“gods” was not a good idea. Since the natives had no such concepts of the
levels of mechanical time, any attempted “explanation” that the fragmented
voices they had heard were not from the past but were “random” signals
from the present, were ignored.
They were also absolutely fascinated
by the labels on millions of abandoned food tins.
“Thus was formed a kind of
participation mystique between the natives and the characters and fragments of
cartoon lives seen on the cans and food packs. Given a raging war and
surrounded by death, there was no one around to try and explain that this
homely Norman Rockwell cartoon life portrayed by the labels had already
disappeared from mainstream U.S. culture. The almost identical physical
proportions of such food packs also aroused great curiosity amongst the
natives. This was their first encounter with what we can define as a product
range as distinct from a singular thing. Great numbers of almost identical
things was a new concept to them.
To the natives, each unit of previous experience had a face, and a unique self
and identity. Each individual leaf on a tree had a certain character, as had
indeed every grain of sand on the shore. Yet paradoxically, though each of such
tins might be identical on the outside, they had certain ranges of differences
when opened.
This caused crises with the
traditional framework of cognition. The link between uniform faceless precision
and sets of different limitless variety was a strange enigma. Seen in terms of
cultural time-differentials, the content of the cans represented sustenance and
pleasure—the very essence of the subtle magic of cargo whose long-vanished
product chain was organized by a transactional mystique just as
incomprehensible -as indeed it still is- to most young Westerners of the time
as it was to natives.
Illustrated printed material left
behind caused further confusion. Ranging from instruction manuals to newspapers
and magazines these images showed yet another America – gone were the beautiful
blondes and the apple-pie kitchens and shiny technology: here were grim-faced
young women working at lathes and milling machines in war factories.
In these terms, the commonly
accepted “mechanically objective” real appears to be more like a kind of
psycho-social plasma whose structure consists of time-shifted confusions rather
than differentiated spines of fact versus fictions.”
I give these examples at length
because it is important to realise that the whole and entire modern UFO
situation can be extrapolated from these conditions. But generally speaking,
Ufology ignores the cargo-cult analogy, if only because it does not put humanity
in a very complimentary light. It violates also the “objective” absolute fact
versus absolute fiction paradigm which has held Ufology in a stone-age grip
ever since it began.
Transformations
of the Real: The New Scripts
The ancient magical-participation
concept of totem here is used as distinct from the more commonly accepted idea
of paradigm, which expresses the idea of an objective intellectual and
almost-conscious transformation of cosmology within a culture. The idea of the
paradigm has a certain mechanically “scientific” ring of iron logic about it;
it fitted the idea of change in a 19th/20th century society where
all processes of thought and action had mechanical analogues possessing that
time-vector called “moral progress,” whose “morality” usually took the form of
slavery, genocide, racism, and environmental disaster. We need not fear the
phrase “magical participation” if only because our world is run by magical
systems: royalty, religion, Arts, Pop Culture and Big Media are all such forms
of image-based participation in that they are not scientifically formed in
terms of the concept of “objective fact.”
Nevertheless, people shape and run
their entire lives and thoughts by means of such cultures.
Due to the power of Big Media (which
has quite replaced the power of Big Brother in our own world), the image, not
the fact, is now dominant: everything consists of scripts, acts and
performances. Even the “scientists” can be looked upon as rather splendid
pieces of baroque rationalist theatre, with their times and angles, charts and
statistics. These look very much like the two figures in Hans Holbein’s
painting, “The Ambassadors.” In this painting, there arrayed upon the table
behind the two ambassadors are the “measuring” instruments of the deep past. These
pieces of ancient technology were once articles of faith in a steady-state
cosmos which once had that forward-moving time vector called Mechanical
Progress, supposedly leaving behind a pit of fools and deluded madmen. We note
the skull in the painting as an ironic comment.
The important thing to realise about
totems is that they can be readily manufactured. We now have the Product as
totem. These baubles, bangles and beads spring to life like Gremlin’s splashed
with water. All our essentially postmodern forms of perception are formed by
metaphors derived from the idea of the Product. The Product is a Big Brother
cosmetic makeover: Orwell’s physically-threatening Hitler/Stalin faces on the
screens in the novel 1984 have been transformed into the psycho-social elements
of far more gentle techniques of mass-media persuasion, such as above. Such
pop-art culture as Product is now the New Estate. Pop elements of all kinds
form the sacred part of a transaction ritual, worshipped as once were bits of
the True Cross, Proletarianism, Elvis Presley, the no-bra bra, the paperless
office, or indeed the claims of MUFON Commissars. The Product as pop art
initiates a cool form of cargo-cult inspirations. Each item is worshipped,
salivated over like the Shroud of Turin, the MILF Palin, or the Tandoori
wallpaper produced by the Hubble telescope.
Despite ourselves, we are “run” by
such carefully-inserted image software, whether by Exopolitics or some
other form of Consumer-cult. As such, Exopolitics is such a modern embryonic
totem. It is a cool-style form of consumer-inspired designer-led rtailed
mystique. Gone from the ideas of “magic” or the “occult”are the unfashionable
voodoo chants, juju incantations and tarantula dances of the pre-electronic
Ages. Such traditional processing domains regarded as pure information are
non-carbon-based life forms which are good at disguising themselves whilst
engaged in fresh transformations of totem-mystique. In these terms, Exopolitics
is a cleaned-up modern techno-ritual, similar to the “clear” ritualistic
techniques of L. Ron Hubbard, but with one big difference: Exopolitics is
manipulative image-based story-technology. In this it is far more powerful than
anything purely dialectical. Using image structures, belief is always up for grabs.
It can be designed, manufactured, packaged and sold in line with Pork
Scratchings, Quantum theory, Lady GaGa or Santa Claus.
As a movement, this power makes
Exopolitics into a far more interesting thing than being a simple net of very
human lies, mental illness, disinformation or psychopathic paranoia. The
Projects SERPO, UMMO and Project Camelot, see
And:
Exopolitical manifestations
represent the first big Web-borne modern god-agenda detected since the old
analogue disasters of Jonestown or WACO. In this, Exopolitics is Web-borne
meme-power with a vengeance.
Had he lived long enough, Michael
Jackson for example might have gone in for Exopolitics in a big way if only he
might have seen it as superb pop-art. As it is, there will be time for Madonna
to abandon her Kabala for Exopolitics and for Lady GaGa to put Webre as a guru
into her new video. Other personalities such as Christian fundamentalist Sarah
Palin are but two cyber breaths away from Exopolitics. It will become
eventually almost irresistible to many of those “personalities” who live
already almost entirely in a Jackson/GaGa world.
This is just one of its manifold
destinies.
The “facts” of the industrial
mechanical world have no meaning within the body of Exopolitics, which contains
descriptions of colonies of UFO-abducted Americans on Mars. Goebbels said:
“repeat the lie often enough, and it will be accepted” – although the idea of
Americans being transported to Mars by means of a DARPA-built time-travel
machine might be have proved too exotic an idea even for Dr. Goebbels or
Scientology.
The
Manipulations
As a Shaman/Trickster/ Entertainment
cult, Exopolitics is not above launching rather sinister manipulations using
those who happen to have famous surnames, such as Laura Eisenhower. No boiling
cauldrons, bats or conical hats of traditional witches – no, this is an art of
the cool. Perception is being changed by the use of programmable
story-technology.
Here’s how Laura Magdalene
Eisenhower was targeted by the Exopolitical “Mars colony” project team,
practising deep-fried juju:
“In her statement, Ms. Eisenhower
details how Agent X, her principal “handler” from the secret Mars project,
eventually confessed to her that “He knew a lot about me from numerous sources
that overlapped with one another – from Freemasons, Knights Templar, to this
hidden branch of the government that was behind creating this Mars mission.
They understood me based on remote viewing and time travel devices and they
also seemed to recruit people from the Freemasons and Knights Templar who were
well aware of the Magdalene path. They seemed to all be connected, but someone
was taking advantage of it all and trying to stay one step ahead of how nature
may have unfolded as far as us coming together into Union. I did not know he
was an agent until months into the relationship and I later found out that it
was them who sent him to find me and it was all a set-up.”
Here’s another typical victim
of a very different type. This one is a similar victim of a different kind of
imagist-Consumerism:
“My name is Jaye Beldo and I suffer
from Advertising Affective Disorder, or AAD. My affliction results from
life-long exposure to advertising. Ronald McDonald haunts me in my dreams and
tries to get me to pledge allegiance to the New World Order. The Pillsbury
Doughboy claims that he is the messiah and if I don’t worship him he will turn
me into dinner rolls. Tony the Tiger waits in the shadows, ready to pounce on
me as punishment for trying to think outside the cornflakes box. Palmolive
Madge threatens to soak my entire body in dish detergent because I desire world
peace. The Charmin Teddy Bear causes me to fight with my girl friend. Every
time I try to go to an art exhibition, I see Mr. Clean splashing floor-cleaner
onto a painting by Picasso or Van Gogh. Advertising mascots like Joe Camel, the
California raisins or the Michelin Tire Man trespass into my brain and demand
that I buy their products, or else. It doesn’t matter if the ad aired yesterday
or 30 years ago because the icons, logos and jingles continue to torment me
24/7. My sense of time has become grossly distorted. Sometimes my attention
span comes in 30 or 60 second ad spots.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m being
targeted by the CIA. Or perhaps AAD is the result of some Psy-Ops experiment.
Perhaps the NSA is behind it all. If so, I’d like to know who or what my
handler is. Could only Madison Avenue know for sure? I believe AAD is a silent
killer. If you think you are suffering from AAD, please contact me at the
following address: stabinthelight@earthlink.net
Again, in a way similar to
Scientology, such victims of both Exopolitical belief and Consumer belief will
probably have to be deprogrammed, eventually. Both descriptions of experience
sound like the results of an applied MKULTRA programme after being given a
modern consumer-led eschatological makeover. The victims are being dosed as if
by a re-vamped brand of metaphysical detergent. This is Huxley, rather than
Orwell: no drugs, electric shocks or beatings, just an almost pleasant feeling
of having lost a particular subliminal edit during a commercial break.
In this, Exopolitics has parallels
with the Millennial and Rapture Cults of the deep past. One is also reminded
also of the cut movements of Benjamin Crème, the Moonies and Hari Khristina
cults. Though it is still too young in the cultural tooth to be regarded
anthropologically as a genuine Western cargo-cult, this is almost certainly the
final form of Exopolitics.
The
God-Agenda
“I do not rely on (David) Icke’s
work because he is not a credible source. He has taken some information about
Reptoids from the work of Sitchen and others and mixed it with wild-eyed
conspiracy theories so as to appeal to the broad and lucrative market of
conspiracy buffs, information seekers, and racists. If you want to read about
Jewish Reptilian banksters, and Reptilian English royalty dominating humanity,
he’s your man. Were you aware that David Icke had a nervous breakdown on live
TV in the UK and declared himself to be the son of God? He was banned from
speaking in Canada because he is a known racist. The Grays came here and
demanded the surrender. The Grays do not use humans as cattle per se. The Grays
work for the Reptoids who do use us as cattle.
The alien-creature situation as
described here, though utterly fantastic, is localized in mundane space and
time much as is a football match or a bus stop complaint about the weather.
Note the precision, the assurance, the quite genuine honest tone. Take away the
extraterrestrial alien theme, and the (published) author (obviously highly
intelligent and in command of his subject), might well be addressing a
sixth-form history class on Gladstone’s three Administrations, the financial
reforms of Henry VII or the state of the Grand Fleet in 1914. The whole
set of ideas here is conceived as being unquestionably “real” as the Eiffel
Tower or the Statue of Liberty. We note the truly marvellous accusation of
falsehood: Icke’s Reptoids are not quite bone fide. The assumption
that one splash of non-existent water is quite different in character and
substance to another splash of non-existent water is rather like the Zen
illustration of one hand clapping, or the celebrated discussion about how many
angels can stand on the point of a pin. Since we are all smears of live
bio-paste clinging to a rock flying through space, such specialised
distinctions are a wonder surely more great than those fantastical beings
called Grays or Reptoids, quite equivalent to the mythological beings of legend
such as the Griffin, Centaur, Unicorn, or indeed Anubis, the dog-headed god of
ancient Egypt.
Similar statements can be found in
the work of Webre, Salla, and Basaigo whose hat-trick is to travel to a
supposed human colony on Mars using a secret DARPA time machine! We might add
Richard Hoagland to this list, whose Hale Bopp space ship full of Reptoids
detected heading for Earth was one of the great hoaxes of the past few years,
and created quite a stir in the Ufological community. The only positive effect
of this con-trick was to create a magnificent new kind of cosmic entertainment
structure which may indeed have been the whole and entire aim of this
particular Exopolitical enterprise. As every good manipulator knows, giving
people pleasure and amusement is far more effective as persuasion compared to
banging would-be consumers on the head.
The
Fabricated Totem
Having noted the certainty and
assurance with which Exopolitical statements are made, the whole business
smacks of the statements of people who have been subtly manipulated using story
technology rather than the traditional manipulation of “facts.” In fairy lore
they manipulators are the Tellers of the Tale or Narrators, whose tribal role
is as old as Methuselah. Exopolitical experience has such a highly specialised
structure drawn from quite specific archetypal image arrays, suggesting that
such experience was (and is) indeed quite synthetic in nature. In addition,
this particular experience is a thing which contains such manically intense
deliberation that we might indeed ask ourselves whether such modern
“visionaries” are part of some conspiracy which is trying to create no less a
modern psychology of the unconscious involving actors from a highly specialised
belief spectrum.
Given such thoughts, it could well
be that Exopolitics is some form of hidden prototypal Scientological agenda.
The presence of Scientologist Bill Ryan alone as a generating force within the
rather goofy Exopolitical Project Camelot is somewhat suspicious. Both Bill and
Kerry are friends of David Icke, which is even more suspicious. Every time I
hear these names, I grow another pile or (worse), I think I am with Perry Como
underneath the mistletoe. Project Camelot has “interviewed” more whistle
blowing foil-hat human TV Dinners than Sainsbury’s has sausage rolls. In this
sense, some would say that Project Camelot is a fraudulent circus full of lies,
disinformation, and rigged impostures that make Webre’s “Seattle Politics
Examiner” look positively respectable.
Of course the trouble with such
radical accusations is that all thought processes contain such hilarious crap
if only as a defence against taking life too seriously and killing our silly
selves. We are therefore truly thankful that we can reasonably assume that in
order to prevent suicides, any alien culture will contain as much pantomime
garbage as Project Camelot. If so, we will have some wondrous existential
reference problems to solve if and when aliens arrive. The prospect of one joke
system trying to interpret another of the same ilk is interesting. Assuming the
aliens have different cultural levels and each one has a joke system full of
very different kinds of life-giving absurdity and nonsense-play, the
possibilities for wondrous misinterpretation and truly marvellous confusion are
profound.
Of course considering Project
Camelot again, we might consider that the threat from aliens might not come
from their intelligence or their technology but from their stupidity. The idea
of an alien equivalent to Project Camelot must surely bring sighs of relief all
round.
Scientology
and Exopolitics
Though Scientology itself denies any
connection with supposed extraterrestrial aliens (see (http://www.scientologymyths.info/aliens/do-scientologists-believe-in-aliens.php),
certainly it is at least theoretically possibly that Scientology might well
have thought of creating an entirely new Web-born face for its central concept
of auditing. Auditing means quite simply taking the mind through a complex
meditational calculus theoretically supposed to dump waste and extraneous noise
and achieve a better mental focus and control of the thinking process.
Similarly, Exopolitics leads us into a synthetic story-continuum of certain
highly processed story-lines. Both processes are similar to the Communist
dialectical process of politico-scientific indoctrination well described in the
classic political novels of Orwell, Huxley and Koestler. In Koestler’s novel Darkness
at Noon the basic psychology of Communist methods concerning change of
psycho-social perception is outlined. In the case of Exopolitics, the first
target-audience for this kind of updated story-technology was the Ufological
audience, ever-ready for alien daring-do of any and every kind. In this they
have become a host for parasitical meme-swarms of every kind.
In this respect, the whole framework
of Exopolitics smacks of Scientological thinking in terms of analogies which
might well have been borrowed from that latter culture. Exopolitics is
certainly a similar attempt to manufacture a world designed (and design
is the key concept here), to replace possibly a broad range of common
experience as received au natural. As a postmodern movement, Exopolitics
is certainly a lot more exciting than plain old Scientological “auditing,”
which is the name of that apparatus for mental control constructed by Ron
Hubbard (1911-1986), who was undoubtedly a genius of his day. Hubbard himself
claimed always that Scientology was a religion, and certainly he managed to get
it registered as a religion in the United States, if not in the United Kingdom.
This meant of course that he was in the god-agenda business right from the
beginning, with all that means regarding synthetic metaphysics.
Compared to MK 1 Scientology,
Exopolitics is visual, dramatic, and perhaps Scientologists discovered Web
possibilities from the very earliest days of Internet operation and had decided
to construct Exopolitics as a new and exciting dimension of image-auditing
suitable for a Web Age. It is possible also that due to the often comical
claims and extreme radicalism of Exopolitics, that any New Model Scientology as
it were would have to distance itself very much from the Old Model of 1952,
which though somewhat digital in itself, was rooted in a pre-digital yesteryear
and contained no visual dimension.
After the death of Hubbard, younger
Scientological thinkers might have felt that it was time to move on from a
rather rigid past. Perhaps such thinkers felt that the first decade of the new
century needed visual systems rather than those based on print and literary
forms.
It would not have taken a very
bright creature such as Hubbard long to see that the emerging Age was going to
be an experience based on images mounted by the rapidly increasing power of Big
Technology and Big Media. Despite some extremely objectionable personal
characteristics, Hubbard might also have been bright enough to see that that
Big Science (as General Groves of Los Alamos called it) might stumble alongside
Big Media and be reduced to a technological support base for the mounting of
powerful image-based theologies rather discovering “objective facts.” Thus
possibly were the Scientological-cum-Exopolitical god-agendas constructed, if
only by analogy.
The word “constructed” here is used
because in the decade after the death of Hubbard the idea of constructing
“imagined” worlds and inserting them into the running narrative of the core
stories arrived. The idea was not new. Propaganda disguises itself, goes
through its own propagandistic development. In the pre-digital world, we had plain
“propaganda,” then “dramatised documentary,” and (a little later) a thing
called “faction.” All these different experimental levels of electronic
communication succeeded one another in a very short time due to the almost
vertical acceleration of electronic progress.
With the appearance of the early
Internet the concept of “disinformation” emerged, and the SERPO, UMMO and CARET
memes appear, giving conspiracy theory a new name and a new Web-borne energy.
We now have Exopolitics as the
latest version of a form of superluminal persuasion.
The
Military-Industrial-Entertainment Complex
As an idea, mechanical “fact” as a
measurable resource is now so beleaguered it is being forced to construct its
very own fantasy Big Media agenda in terms derived mainly from the so-call “new
cosmology.” Elements within this agenda are as fantastic as anything Salla,
Webre or the good Dr. Boylan could offer. The CERN Collider is already
producing as many metaphors as facts and as for Hawking’s Black Hole theology,
it has to use the present tense to describe cosmic events, even though
according to the generally accepted Theory of Relativity, the light from the
nearest stars takes million of years to reach Earth. The Hubble therefore is
taking pictures of events which may well have long ceased to exist!
The “fact” is that to use the
correct past tense to describe cosmic events would be intolerably
depressing. Readers should select a paragraph from Hawking and re-write it
using the past tense, and they will see what is meant here.
This utterly absurd situation
represents a dialectic crisis between brand-name mythologies rather than
old-fashioned “objective science.” Hawking and his team of cultural
propagandists are, no less, twisting both language and concept in order to give
“information” about a cosmological state of affairs which no longer exists in
what Big Media calls “real time,” a metaphysical joke if ever there was. They
are using this falsehood to justify the continuation of a “measurement” culture
which is just as fantastic a concept as any Exopolitical ideas about
“communication” with alien spaceship full of Reptoids and Greys.
We may conclude therefore that
language, communication and culture are essentially linked productions
involving style and presentation as much as if they were on a fashion catwalk.
Thus under threat, the so-called
“real” system as constellated has no qualms about programming counter-theatres
which at a brief glance appear “authentic” if only because such supposed “real”
systems have a hell of a lot more going for them in terms of being brand
leaders in Prime Time. “Hard” truth is the usual metaphor used by “real”
systems, just as Newton’s atoms were called “hard” before discovery of their
electromagnetic interior and their Quantum characteristics.
Therefore the management of metaphor
is very important as regards the formation of cultural mythologies. If we laugh
at Exopolitics, we might bare in mind that the great institutions (Religion,
Royalty, Glamour, Entertainment, Big Media, are all “false” in the sense that
they are all based on powerful manipulations of a similar kind of double-think
based on a form of irresistible non-sexual pornography.
The
Entertainment Factor
The one good thing about Exopolitics
is that it offers moments of high comedy. Here is noted blogger Dan Smith’s
almost off-hand references to his “CIA handler.” This is straight out of a Tony
Hancock script, leaving us to imagine Sid James’ response over the breakfast
table in East Cheam. For the record here is the reply of the CIA handler
concerned, one Ron Pandolfi:
“Ever since I met Dan, I have
consistently told him that I have absolutely no interest in his Jesus complex,
UFOs, aliens, or eschatology. Yet he persists with the fabrication of a Ron
& Dan show! Dan is a family friend, welcome for a barbecue and occasional
outings. NOTHING MORE!” (email)
It appears that jokes about CIA
“handlers” of various kinds and other creatures deep in the US Intelligence
community have replaced old-fashioned “my psychiatrist” jokes. The joke line
now is not “my psychiatrist told me,” or “I consulted my guru,” but “my CIA
hander told me…” These references replaced old Radio and music-hall jokes about
politicians, mothers-in-law, and the high prices charged by blacksmiths and
horse fodder providers.
Dan is in trouble because
old-fashioned Politics and Religion have gone almost entirely from meaningful
modern thinking. Mass corruption and manipulated slaughter have shredded
politics of all credibility and the Christian religion of whatever kind has
vanished with the horses in the street. With Mysticism and the Occult beaten
into a corner by the undoubted physical success of Big Science, all that
remains in Western society as a basis for what might be called “belief” is the
scientific ideology of the military-Industrial-complex and its much-vaunted
technology. According to scientific futurist Ray Kurtzweil, our future is
essentially mechanical, consisting of an ever-accelerating vertical rise of
product development, scientific “breakthroughs” and physical “improvements” of
many a Meccano kidney.
But like most straight scientists,
Kurtzweil appears not have reached even the TV Age yet, never mind the Web.
Like most of his colleagues he thinks probably that TV is something to keep the
kids quiet whilst he gets on with sorting out the “laws” of the “factual” and
“real” Rules and Regulations universe, considered by latter-day Victorian
Station Masters to be very much a non-moveable feast.
Apparently the absorption of
billions of powerful images per second plays no part in modern “scientific”
ideas of “causation,” which are still conceived as being essentially
mechanical. As in the days of Victorian Station Master science, apparently to
be “real,” one thing has to bang against another thing.
Any culture thrives by re-supplying
a constant stream of system-gods, and this entails necessarily a good supply of
good new god-designs. Replacement of such comically antiquated father-figures
as the psychiatrist (or the economist) leads us to the central mystery of
cultural formation. The “whistleblower” and the “secret insider informant” are
just two of the many avatars which have replaced the guru, the saint, the
priest, and many other discredited comic-book heroes and heroines of the deep
past. For spiritual succour, we are left with the Pop Star and the
Military-Industrial-Complex.
The Disclosure Movement in
particular and Ufology in general goes down on its knees asking for the
slightest atom of revelation concerning the belief that this same said Complex
holds the secret of the UFO. The scant bits and piece of UFO “evidence” are
regarded as the modern equivalent to pieces of the True Cross in mediaeval
times.
The truth is that the last big
faith-based system, namely free-market Corporate Capitalism has failed us. It
is now the turn of much-vaunted Big Science to fall flat on its face. Meantime,
what Dan Smith and many other Disclosure types want is True Religion. But the
Pentagon as Kafka’s Castle on the hill won’t give it to him, if only because
most probably it doesn’t have all that much to give. Thus religious heat is
projected into the mythological dark: “the beloved Authorities are keeping
something from us” cry the spiritually-starved folk.
This participation mystique between
actors and audience between Product and psycho-social Mystique here goes back a
long way. It smacks of political manipulations concerning tomb-mysteries,
urn-burials, Christ-shrouds, and old bones in old caskets.
Allegorically, both Dan Smith and
Alfred Webre are still on the road to Canterbury in 1380 with Chaucer’s
pilgrims and their appetite for the latest products of the continuous-process
Miracle Industry. There will of course be a few new arrivals on that road. The
Scientist and the Exopolitical Ufologist will have made an historical
appearance trotting on their horses alongside the Miller, the Reeve and the
Wife of Bath. They will help extend and re-develop the mythology of Belief.
In the case considered here, in
order to protect itself from the baffled UFO penitents, the equally baffled
Priests of the Pentagon techno-mysterium will throw out a few crumbs
occasionally to the pilgrims whilst it considers the situation and watches its
back to cover itself should the “bugs” arrive. But even almost-real crumbs are
rare and expensive, and so crumbs have to be manufactured. The sheeple,
ever-grateful for any kind of crumb from the High Table, won’t bother about
distinctions. They will willingly gulp down this very mixed diet, ever-grateful
for even almost-sustenance. The word “almost” is a key word in these
discussions. It keeps the sheeple salivating. Thus does the gaming situation
appear within the controlled diet of different levels of managed perception.
Part 3: The K-Scope (Coming Soon)
Colin Bennett
For Reality Uncovered
July, 2010
May
10, 2010
A
B-Feature Prime Time Retro-Special
by
Colin
Bennett
Part
1
Exopolitics,
or the Thinking Ufologist’s Crumpet
NOTE: In case anyone should think
that the following article is a put-down of UFOs and Ufology, the author would
like to say that he had a spectacular UFO sighting some years ago. As a direct
result of that experience he lost some time. He therefore regards himself as a
contactee in the twilight zones of le grande illusion. So there!
What is Exopolitics?
The Men
The Exopolitical movement is a
radical sector of the Disclosure Movement in the United States. This movement
aims to put pressure on the government to open secret files which will show
that extraterrestrial aliens are here on planet Earth in great numbers. It
assumes that we must therefore try to relate our own human society to such
alien social structures in a deeply political way. But the movement doesn’t
possess Professor Hawking’s caution as regards extraterrestrial aliens, see http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1268712/Stephen-Hawking-Aliens-living-massive-ships-invade-Earth.html
In contrast to Hawking’s careful
evaluation and warning, Exopolitical people such as the bloggers Stephen Greer,
Steve Hammond, Marcia McDowall, and Ed Komarek all claim that humanoid-looking
aliens mix freely with human beings and exercise a degree of control over the
affairs of humanity. Exopolitics claims also that the armed forces of the world
and their associated State Intelligence sections are aware of the aliens, but
apparently, human power-brokers must keep the presence of extraterrestrial
creatures a secret in case of public panic. The movement also claims that the
famed military-industrial complex is trying to re-engineer alien technology,
but the trouble is (so they say) that most of the major principles are almost
impossible to understand in terms of Earth science.
Exopolitics as a continually updated
Web meme has had considerable success.
It has now quite outgrown somewhat
earlier crude prototypal memes such as SERPO, Project Camelot, and the much
more sophisticated Caret phenomenon (see my Feature “Meme Wars: We Have an
Agenda” in Reality Uncovered).
Most leading Exopoliticians such as
Michael Salla and Alfred Webre claim that the first tentative steps have
already been taken as regards contact between human beings and aliens.In April
7, 2005, Salla founded the Exopolitics Institute, based in Kealakekua, Hawaii.
On June 4, 2006, Al Jazeera published an article discussing a letter Salla had
sent them informing them about the possibility of alien intervention in order
to prevent a nuclear attack on Iran by the United States of America. From June
9 – 11, 2006, he assembled and took part in the Hawaii Conference on World
Peace and Extraterrestrial Civilizations. His current Exopolitical interests
have led him to assert that the undisclosed presence of extraterrestrials is
one of the primary forces behind international conflict. He further states that
the claims of various “whistleblowers” (informants) suggest that as many as
sixteen different extraterrestrial civilizations are currently interacting with
the human race while a number of other extraterrestrial races monitor Earth
affairs, although they avoid contact. Most of Salla’s claims are derived from
individuals who say they have contacted extraterrestrials. That he does not
state that he has met such himself has aroused much (mostly negative) debate in
the UFO field. In conversation with the Washington Post, Salla pointed to
evidence widely available on the internet as a source for his research on
extraterrestrial visitation: “There’s a lot of stuff on the Internet, and I
just went around and pieced it together.”
Alfred Webre helped draft the
Exopolitical Citizen Hearing in 2000 with the rather more conservative and
cautious Stephen Bassett and he serves as a member of the Board of Advisers at
the Exopolitics Institute. He is also congressional coordinator for the
Exopolitical Disclosure Project and International Director of the Institute for
Cooperation in Space.
In 1977, he joined Stanford Research
Institute (SRI International) in Menlo Park, California, as a futurist for the
Center for the Study of Social Policy. His responsibilities were the studies in
alternative futures, innovation diffusion, and social policy applications for
clients including the Carter White House Extraterrestrial Communications Study,
the National Science Foundation, U.S. Congress (Office of Technology
Assessment), the U.S. Department of Energy, and the State of California (Energy
Plan).
Whilst that may sound impressive it
is best to take a cautionary look at Webre’s latest thoughts on:
The language is a straight take from
the BBC TV comedy series “Yes Minister,” with a touch of Dr. Who:
“Recent whistleblower, direct
witness and documentary evidence have led to the development of new typology of
extraterrestrial civilizations. The new typology establishes the
following types for extraterrestrial civilizations and extraterrestrial
governance bodies as concerns extraterrestrial law. The new typology for
extraterrestrial civilizations was developed by Exopolitics author and
researcher Alfred Lambremont Webre, JD, MEd in response to a request by Oxford
University Press, a department of the University of Oxford, U.K.The new
evidence-based typological model divides extraterrestrial civilizations into
(A) Extraterrestrial civilizations (3rd dimension), that is (1) Solar system
civilizations (3rd dimension) based in the third dimension in our solar system,
such as the intelligent human civilization living under the surface of Mars
that reportedly enjoys a strategic relationship with the United States
government; and (2) Deep space civilizations (3rd dimension), that is,
intelligent extraterrestrial civilizations that are based in the third
dimension and on a planet, solar system, or space station in our or another
galaxy or in some other location in this known physical, third dimension
universe. (B) Hyper-dimensional civilizations, that is intelligent
civilizations that are based in dimensions or universes parallel or
encompassing our own dimension and that may use technologically advanced
physical form and/or transport when entering our known dimension or
universe. With regard to extraterrestrial law and governance, the new
extraterrestrial civilizations typology identifies (C) Extraterrestrial
governance authorities: Legally constituted extraterrestrial governance
authorities with jurisdiction over a defined territory, such as the Milky Way
Galactic Federation, which has been empirically located in replicable
research.”
In the light of this, perhaps Webre
should be booked immediately for a one-man show. Love the mock-authoritarian
voice, the name-dropping, and the (obligatory) suggestion of connections to
Intelligence Agencies. There follows the equally obligatory nudge-nudge about
“secret” knowledge of ET daring-do. Anyone who knows anything about such
Agencies knows that their sobriety and conservatism alone plus their extremely
limited gumshoe imagination (let alone their limited finances)
would prohibit them from having anything to do with foil-hat child-brides such
as Webre, Basiago, or the Jerry Springer Ufologists and many others of that
ilk, such as Bill “SERPO” Ryan, who fled America leaving behind a pile of
bad debts and whole tribes of ripped-off women wielding hot cattle-castrating
irons.
I couldn’t find any mention of Webre
on the Oxford University Press web site (as he claims). But perhaps that is to
be expected. As a self-inflicted act of postmodern annihilation, Webre’s Web
newspaper the “Seattle Politics Examiner” is a Dada composition updated to the
Web Age. It should be read out loud to Schoenberg, or old Gerard Hoffnung’s
Symphony for Vacuum Cleaners.We might ask, do these people ever come down from
this cloud-cuckoo mountain top? If not, they are prime candidates for paranoia
and heart attacks. Being vastly over-inspired, and seeing aliens everywhere,
they are in need of depressants. Perhaps they might do something ordinary
for relief all round, like eating black pudding outside a rain-swept chip shop
on an equally black evening in black Bolton, UK with one leaning street lamp
for illumination and inspiration (I apologise for not knowing the U.S.
equivalents here – perhaps someone might provide them).
Yes, Webre’s situation is one where
a little applied depression could be positively therapeutic. Perhaps he should
try a Parliamentary debate, or English cricket, but then aliens never appear
within such marvellously prosaic scenarios. They always are seen in glamorous
sexy high-tech contexts. The alien equivalents to debt collectors or cobblers
are not seen. Aliens are always pure, powerful, and all-knowing. They do not
wipe their noses on their sleeve, or steal the wallets or wives of other
aliens, and they always appear to be marvellously clever. No alien sweeps the
streets, falls into despair or fails in ambition or in love. Also there are no
alien equivalents to British political brains, most of which resemble
empty Tammany Hall broom cupboards.
What is missing therefore in Webre’s
alien cosmos is love and laughter, and the absurdity of human-style anarchy of
cock-ups throughout the entire field of consciousness. Exopolitical aliens are
far too efficient, all-knowing, and intellectually specific (in translation!!)
to be “real,” but then perhaps “reality” in the old commonly accepted
mechanical sense is beside the point.
THE BLOGGERS
The blogger Victor Martinez is a
kind of no-holds-barred amplifier for all the amazing streams of twisted
Exopolitical consciousness. One imagines that in theory he could be given
anything that could possibly be imagined, including winged horses, fairies seen
in space stations or one of David Icke’s lizard-skinned aliens, and he transmit
these enthusiastically (in headline fashion) as “real” existences and common
experiences. This is the supreme expression of Exopolitics as art form in that
art form indeed does express truth, but moral truth as distinct from mechanical
truth as claimed by Exopoliticians.
Martinez is said to be a former
federal employee “with an interest in space, defense and current affairs.”
Recipients of his e-mail news items include a wide variety of people interested
in “emerging and leading-edge scientific developments.” Well, for “scientific
developments” try this for size: a summary of the recent transmissions by
blogger Gary Bekkum, whose book “Spies, Lies, and Polygraph Tape” supplies the
Full Monty of Exopolitical legend: black ops, mysterious government agents,
alien daring-do, secret government technology and stories of aliens in the
White House. Bekkum, along with Martinez, is largely responsible for the recent
revival of the SERPO movement. This takes the form of a Web-born equivalent to
the kiddies’ boxed board-games of long ago, such as pass-the-parcel. The moves
in the game include “secret knowledge,” information from “anonymous sources”
and “nudge-nudge I am in touch with insiders in the government Intelligence
services.”
Of course, anyone who knows anything
at all about the blessed Intelligence services knows that as far as serious
operational work is concerned, they would not go near such foil-hat freaks with
the proverbial barge-pole. However, certainly the more “enlightened”
branches of Intelligence may use such for dark purposes of their own. Certainly
movements such as Exopolitics are fed by various branches of the “security
services” as if the foil-hats were packs of hungry puppies. The reason for this
is that such “Intelligence agencies” are interested in the political and
military aspects of the possibilities of mythological engineering. They insert
a fractal, kick start it, and see what speeding hares come out of the bag. They
will insert “false agenda” and “false flag” designer-memes http://alienfalseflagagenda.net/
and fit the ebb and flow of such into new “intelligent” prototypal systems of
social control. This is now a well-known military direction: already the
Pentagon is seeing future warfare as being essentially a battle using
information-weaponry rather than a thing involving tanks and guns, aircraft and
ships. Whole countries could be shut down by levels of deception involving
various types of evolving technology, including mass-media technology. Such
deception might indeed include rigged “alien” Exopolitical-type invasion
scenarios, complete with convincing physical displays. Thus Exopolitics could
well be a manipulated howl-round of well-designed confusions.
If an “enemy” is confused he is
setting himself up for rapid and final destruction.
Thus Kipling’s “great game” is
changing from a Sherlock Holmes and John Le Carre world into areas
inconceivable by such older Intelligence systems as described by such authors.
By comparison, such horse soldiers are now faced by systems which think at tank
speed.
In this sense, undoubtedly modern
Pop, Rock, and Art Forms generally are become involved in vast systems of
comparatively bloodless persuasion.
In this area, as designer-led
Exopolitical art form, Martinez offers verbal equivalents to ancient B-Feature
posters where handsome muscular men rescue beautiful women in torn dresses from
tentacle-waving Martians.
Here is a recent offering from
Martinez. Believe this, and you will believe anything.
“The DIA contact reportedly provided
information about the monitoring and intervention by U.S. officials regarding a
particular extraterrestrial being posing as a human within the U.S. The contact
also noted the more general issue of extraterrestrials visiting Earth who may
blend in with the human population, for various reasons. the contact stated,
“In reference to your repeated requests to present some new information never
before disclosed to the public … I went outside of our agency to close
intelligence contacts of mine and secured the following … I just received
information on a highly sensitive operation code-named ‘Operation TANGO-SIERRA’
that occurred in early 1980. It involved U.S. intelligence capturing an alien
being living among us.”
The Women
Laura Eisenhower, radical New-Ager,
has recently joined Webre’s Exopolitical group. She has a guru, one Ki’ Lia.
Like most Exopolitical web sites, a mere glance at Ki Lai’s web site does not
inspire rational confidence. Ki Lai’s guru in turn is one Sergeant Clifford
Stone, a “whistle blowing” SERPO Warrior Number 1 if ever there was. This pair
chase one another’s metaphysical tails and create a miniature masterpiece based
on overlapping metaphors until a reader is quite breathless, drunk with
stories drawn from the four corners of belief:
“Ki’ Lia, who has worked as an
accomplished innovative and multidisciplinary design consultant with many
renowned pioneers, corroborates the background of how Ms. Eisenhower was targeted
as a subject by a shadowy group behind the secret Mars colony, using time
travel and exotic targeting techniques.”
The whole Exopolitical thing is about management of the high
frontier of metaphor. Everything is heightened, as in a commercial break for
mint popcorn. There are no dogs sick in kitchens, no spilt chip-pans, and no
urgent demands from debt collectors.
Ki’ Lia states:
“After years of friendship, in the
spring of 2006 in Washington DC, I met Laura Eisenhower and her new romantic
partner, who I will call Agent X.”
Agent X? Outside a gay club, who would want a boy friend
called Agent X? Sounds like something from a Lady Ga-Ga video. But these
people are suckers for subliminal embarrassment:
“He claimed to know himself as
Joseph of Arimathea/Osiris/Orion and affiliated with different, interlinked
secret societies, e.g, Knights Templar and Freemasons. He and Laura
quickly formed an intimate relationship, and I helped conduct a ‘Divine Union’
rites of passage for them.”
What a load of transcendental occult responsibilities! Do
they ever get time to fry a sausage, or ask themselves whether Agent X is
really an unemployed down-at-heel lift attendant on the make from downtown
Detroit? Let’s hope Laura didn’t give this risky geezer any money as he shoots
one of the best chat-up lines ever conceived:
“Agent X revealed that his group had
identified [Laura Eisenhower] through her bloodline, as the matrilineal
great-granddaughter of 34th U.S. President Eisenhower.”
The so-called “revelation” just happens to be part of
world-wide history and Laura’s relation to President Eisenhower is a “fact”
witnessed by scores of books. As if inspired by this quite remarkable
discovery, the pudding is quickly over-egged, as in fear of lack of metaphor.
In this blog, we change planetary cultures as quickly as we change trains on a
breathtaking journey. We go from Mayan prophecies to seeing Laura
“…as a unique reincarnation of
Magdalene/Sophia/Isis (ever since she was young, many psychics have recognized
her). He also said his group was interested in her twin sons, who they knew as
Romulus and Remus (founders of Rome)”
Of course! Who else?
Just as there appears to be no
extraterrestrial alien sewage workers, in these psychic tales no alien
impoverished psychopathic cats-meat men ever appear. I mean imagine, after
having paid a lot of money, a customer is told that their astral body
progressed through to a 3000-year-old gang of mentally degenerate loin-clothed
Dhobi Wallahs on the banks of the Ganges? It was Sam Johnson who once
remarked of the 7th Earl of Shaftesbury: “He never dined but with an
Earl.”
Meantime, Agent X soon turns out to
be someone you wouldn’t trust daughter with, never mind your wallet. Ki’ Lia
writes:
“They (the group around Agent X) had
a list of male partners, who she (Laura) could be with in possible timelines,
and he (Agent X) was one of them. They targeted her (especially her heart) and
these men through electromagnetic or psychic weaponry, and indeed many men
tried to destroy her throughout her life.”
Laura appears to have a penchant for basket-case boyfriends.
Why can’t she get a decent Jewish Lawyer and be done with it?
Meantime, the problems multiply.
This crowd doesn’t talk about what was on the telly last night.
“Agent X admitted that he (as well
as his parents) was implanted with a chip and had a multiple personality
disorder…”
This is just what Laura needs for washing the dishes and
shopping as Agent X morphs into a regular Screwball Messmate of the Month:
“…which involves very sudden robotic
and abusive behaviors. This is the typical profile of someone who was subjected
to well-documented MK-ULTRA experiments and multi-generational occult ritual
abuse.”
This sudden update is of course derived from retail Ufology,
B-feature films, and much Web conspiratorial intrigue. Ki’ Lia concludes with
sounding brass and tinkling cymbals:
“Their data about Laura and her
partners were seemingly gathered through a time viewing device (which they had
called ‘Looking Glass’ or ‘Orion’s Cube’ or possibly through remote viewing or
even time travel – all part of their cadre of top classified technologies
(already disclosed in increasing black projects literature).”
We might ask, where is Agent X now? With dyed hair, new
teeth and some purloined clothes, just like Bill “SERPO” Ryan, he is probably
chatting up gullible Jewish Princesses in Manhattan and spinning them UFO
contact and abduction stories by the tumbrel load.
Here in this vast spectrum of New
Age ideas and beliefs are the new fairy stories of our own Age. But the
difference with Exopolitics is that such are claimed as being within that
dimension of Prime Time called the “real.” What would we say if someone
suggested that traditional fairy stories as gathered and written up by Hans
Anderson and the Brother Grimm were description of so-called “real”
experiences? In Exopolitical lore, Cinderella “actually” went to the Ball, and
had two Ugly Sisters.
These are the full equivalent to
debates about the “actual” colour of Cinderella’s shoes and the questions are
equivalent to asking “exactly” which ball Cinderella went to. Thus in
Exopolitical lore, rationalism in turn is transformed into a programmable form
of pantomime virtuality in which discursive reasoning becomes in turn yet
another gaming option.
We can laugh, but in a sense these
texts are far superior to many “scientific” documents of our time written in
corporate-manager tank track prose by men from the earnest lower middle class
with rows of pens in their top pockets. Conservative-paranoid and scraped of
all life and imagination, most “scientific” books read like instructions on
back of a pack of corn plasters. In contrast, most Exopolitical texts, when
considered purely as texts, are of considerable psycho-social value in that
they show important features of the psychology of image formation within the
development of story technology as it seeks new kinds of power.
The Theory
We see then that Salla’s “lot of stuff” has become a vast
mythological world stretching out quite equal to that of the big war-gaming
software. From being a foil-hat Jerry Springer type small Ufological movement,
such as Project Camelot, , Exopolitics, like its parallel movement Scientology,
has now the full attention of important and influential folk, though the faces
of “scientists” (being equally managers of other rival mythologies) have yet to
appear.
What makes Exopolitics different of
course compared to any other similar movement in this respect is its claim for
the “reality” of the extraterrestrial experience. In this respect it has no
problem with what it assumes to be the sheer number of space ships and aliens
which are visiting Earth, although very few people see such beings or Armadas.
In this sense, Exopolitics is the direct opposite of movements which assert
Holocaust Denial or denial of the original Moon Landing. Exopolitics claims
existence of certain things whilst the denial movements deny existence of
certain things. The psychological asymmetry here represents the differential potentials
of those positive and negative forces which drive all imaginative creativity.
As a movement, Exopolitics doesn’t
really fit anywhere in history except in those rare cases of religious hysteria
such as the Crusades, although it might have fitted various hole-in-a-corner
cultures such as witchcraft, occultism, whirling dervishes, or even Morris
Dancing. It would certainly have fitted 19th Century spiritualist
movements, as most of the Exopolitical alien “contacts” and indeed space ships
are as vaporous as the ectoplasmic ghosts seen by Conan Doyle and Baron von
Schrenck-Notzing.
In this respect, the Exopolitical
movement has to be set in the context of the apocalyptic fears and doubts of a
mass-media society in crisis. The populations of the entire world are now
mind-fed and controlled by a limitless stream of images, symbols and metaphors,
some basic and crude, others inspired obviously by such films as the Matrix,
Avatar, and Close Encounters.
Exopolitics, like many other things
of a like nature, has now found a role which has given it popular power far
behind 19th century movements of a similar nature.
Soap Opera
The middle classes have always
lacked a good soap opera. The popular TV models have always been strictly for
the sheeple, with their dumbed-down content, and simple-minded cartoon-sketches
rolled out for the hoi polloi mentality and its strange appetite for
countless billions of toxic images per second. The US series Frazier and
Rosanne were good tries at comic subtlety, but they are from an Age now so long
gone we look at them as we gaze upon Hadrian’s Wall.
Exopolitics gives the Web-powered
middle classes all they ever wanted. The peasantry won’t understand
Exopolitics, and the trendy Intellectuals, utterly self-isolated from any kind
of “scientific” knowledge, are not bright enough for it. The ever-frightened
scientists will stay away in droves and Exopolitics is far too technological
for camp media folk, and far too weird and difficult for conventional “arts”
folk. In the face of the claims of Exopolitics, all priests will raise their
hands in horror, the sane will flee to put their heads back into their little
boxes, and “scientific” Ufologists (rather like Darwinian professors scanning
leaf mould with magnifying glasses) will scream for the “facts” of the
Exopolitical situation to be carefully “investigated,” thoroughly
“researched,” and “put into a proper perspective.”
Like most scientists, these people
are so far behind the Big Media Age they haven’t even reached the TV Age yet,
never mind the cyber culture. Exopolitics as Media in the Raw, Lady GaGa, beats
all Cartesian measurement.
Like the U.S. TV series “Twin
Peaks,” the UK TV series, “The League of Gentlemen,” or the delightful and
edifying fantasies of “factual” or “scientific” Ufology, Exopolitics fulfils
therefore all the conditions of an elitist Media form. It is now feeling
its strength and has quite taken over common-or-garden Old Ufology, strangling
it rather like a proliferating pond-weed. Why, says Exopolitics, spend a
whole lifetime compiling merely lists of case-histories and searching for
possibly non-existent alien artefacts when an alien (of a particular species)
is possibly managing the big scientific corporation across high street?
“Scientific” here is the word – aliens don’t appear to be interested in
anything mundane or local, such as beer festivals, sex scandals of politicians,
the National Lottery, or making matchbox models of Wigan Pier. They must be
very boring, and they don’t make jokes about Michael Jackson’s sexuality, or
Obama’s birth certificate.
Ufology as Art Form
There are UFOs and there is Ufology.
Exopolitics represents a
post-modern meme-based prototypal entertainment system. Facts and fictions do
not relate to such virtual superliminal constructs as SERPO and Project
Camelot, any more than they relate to the Yellow Brick Road of OZ or Bob Hope’s
Road to Morocco. If anything good could be said about them, it is that they
represent cerebral Pop Art of a very high standard. This is a relatively new
genre of highly wrought modern social comedy: it was born between the
burgeoning games systems of web virtuality, and got caught between cyber
culture, science fiction hallucinations, and countless elitist conspiracies of
many a kidney. Having said that, I accept that Exopolitics is an authentic form
of post-modern expression, and I rank it with Thunderbirds, Mission Impossible
and the UK Dr. Who.
In that it contains techno and
futurist elements Exopolitics is far superior to broad-ass TV sitcoms. Once one
accepts Exopolitical culture as a form of multimedia expressionism, it becomes
interesting in itself. Most of these Exopolitical people are well educated,
highly intelligent, powerfully motivated, quite different to the usual
Pippin-style foil-hat Okies from Muskokie. That they are all most
probably quite sane is an interesting psychological mystery in itself. That
they do not turn into script writers is another mystery. Conventional media may
be too small and conventional a form of expression.
Like the aliens of Dr. Boylan,
Exopolitical aliens are always engaged in Flash-Gordon daring-do
adventures against various Men In Black cabals. Such do not appear near
gasworks or sewage treatment farms. They always appear in glamorous hi-tech
inspirational backgrounds and their environment appears to be constructed of
the techno world of image, symbol and metaphor rather than good alien flesh.
Undoubtedly Exopolitics is Ufology
at its best as post-modern Art Form. Warhol would have loved these sculpted
multimedia manifestations and their do-anything say-anything claims for human
habitations on Mars and Aliens in the White House.
Exopolitics also has the purely
erotic nature of instant throw-away consumerism. Let’s face it – Exopolitics
gives give good intellectual sex. It represents the thinking person’s
Lady GaGa in the manner (in Britain) that “arts” TV woman Joan Bakewell once
was said to represent “the thinking man’s crumpet.”
Asking Exopoliticians for “evidence”
of their claims and belief is rather asking Alf the Alien or Yogi Bear what
kind of ice-cream they like. “Fact” in the strictest sense cannot be applied to
Big Media. The liminal memes which make up the body of Exopolitics just
don’t work that way; they are performers in a comic metaphysical drama. Exopolitics is
pure theatre, and damn good theatre it is, too, We must remember that in our
burgeoning Global Village there is no such thing as Cartesian distance. The
Global Village is a quantum plasma. It works any way which way.
Their blogs and emails alone make up
one of the best English-language social comedies since Sheridan or Jonson, and
it all is designed to get inextricably mixed with “real politics.” Take a look
at this unblushing prose from Webre:
“A very real exercise in comparative
exopolitics has come about simultaneously, (and perhaps sychronistically) in a
Russian Federation and in the United States. Exopolitics in a Russian
state Duma have brought Russian President Dmitry Medvedev face to face with the
same set of exopolitical issues addressed by the August 2010 ballot initiative
for an Extraterrestrial Affairs commission in Denver, Colorado.
Liberal Democrat Party
representative and state Duma deputy Andrei Lebedev “fears that
extraterrestrials may have compromised Russia’s official secrets. After hearing
a TV interview in which the President of the Kalmyk Republic, Kirsan
Ilyumzhinov, spoke of his meeting with an alien spaceship, Lebedev called for
instant action,” according to news reports in Russia.
President Kirsan Ilyumzhinov’s close
encounter took place on Sep. 18, 1997, and Ilyumzhinov recalled it in a recent
interview with TV presenter Vladimir Pozner. He stated that others “might be
skeptical, but added: ‘I believe I communicated with them, I saw them. I
probably would not have believed it, but there were three witnesses: my driver,
the Minister and my assistant.’” ABC News reports, “Kirsan Ilyumzhinov
was at home in his Moscow apartment when they came in and abducted him, taking
him to their space ship where they communicated with him telepathically.”
Following President Kirsan
Ilyumzhinov’s revelation of his meeting with extraterrestrials, “state Duma
deputy Andrei Lebedev concluded that Ilyumzhinov had something to hide, and
warned that ‘sensitive information’ could have been passed to the
interplanetary guests.”
Seattle Exopolitics Examiner
All good fun we say, but it often
results in people taking things a bit too earnestly. Here is a quote from a
private email:
A note about the aliens I know and I
promise to try and contain myself when I reference these bastards.
I do not speak for other abductees
and I do not speak about other alien beings visiting this planet of which there
are apparently many. I speak of the SOBs that come to my house and remove me
from my bed, whoever they may be.
Anything and everything any of these
aliens I know ever conveyed to me is a lie, flat out lie. At the time I did not
realize they were telling me lies but upon returning home and finding out what
happened to me I find once again they lied to me. What these bastards do to
humans is a violation of our human rights. Our physical body is nothing more
than to experiment with which makes one quickly realize we humans are no more
than laboratory animals. My handlers occasionally take me, do their experiments
and return me to bed and I’m not supposed to not know the difference. I thought
I had a horrible dream until I find blood on the sheets where bone marrow was
removed or more tissue samples were taken, or more blood extracted. And
then I occasionally wake up screaming in pain, often very severe pain from yet
another procedure. I have woken many times screaming in pain once I was
returned to bed. I have scared the hell out of my wife several times when I
woke and screamed because the pain was so severe but I could do nothing else
but scream until the pain subsided.”
Exopolitics is now at a stage in the
Web Petri dish where it is about to mutate and transform itself into an imitation
toy political system. This relating to whole new systems of experience which
relate minimally to the politics and economics of the old industrial world once
called the “real” world.
We have therefore a new form of
political control whose existential base does not relate to objective facts and
evidence any more than it relates to the horse-drawn carriage, or Gladstone’s
Third Administration.
Here we have a completely new stage
of story technology (see my feature for UFO magazine “Did a Fishmonger Do It?”).
Media Fission: The Alice Fractal
All cultures are advertising
systems. Exopolitics is no exception. By and large, Exopolitics helps to manage
and develop the core stories of our time. These stories are grouped around what
might be called Domains. Examples of Domains include the Military Industrial
Complex, the Pentagon, Area 51, NASA, and we may include Hollywood. All these
Domains secrete hive-mythology. In their developed form they are the ultimate
version of Kafka’s castle as a Central Mythological Control ant hill full of
deceptions, intrigues and cover-ups within the general alien conspiratorial mysterium.
The most minor NASA report has only
to mention the word “space” in some slightly different experimental context,
and swarms of mythological theorists flock like gone-mad hive-bees even to a
fragmentary and slightly ambiguous sentence containing the word. This is
because they have been told (through countless films alone) that “space” is
where aliens come from. As in the Garry McKinnon case, countless bloggers try
to squeeze a thousand interpretations from a simple sentence mentioning “space
officers” (most probably meaning astronauts). This is indeed a kind of
imaginary affliction rather like the legendary Morgellons’ Disease. There are
now thousands of people who form their entire lives around these virtual
Exopolitical constructs just as a mass TV audience forms lives around the
characters in popular soap operas and make the characters so alive within
themselves that they live with them as fully-formed avatars. There is
now a whole thriving psychiatric practice formed to de-programme
Exopolitical-type belief casualties. Gone-mad TV aficionados have had
the same facilities available to them for some time.
These affectations of consumer-led
junk culture such as Exopolitics we have seen previously, from sniffing glue to
Bingo mania. In a harsh environment where for spiritual uplift there is nothing
but political corruption and badly decayed religion, people understandably
crave mind-sugar for uplift of any kind. From mind-drugs such as Exopolitics to
heroin and speed, people long for a world other than the one they live in,
which has no transcendental elements.
Conventional media (by now looking
pretty old-fashioned compared to Web media) cannot supply such exotic drugs as
Exopolitics. Though comparatively young, Exopolitics can supply greater
inspiration if only because it is young in spirit and appeals to a new
generation tired of standard TV formulas. By pure manipulated suggestion an
Exopolitical audience is willingly drugged into new image dimensions and made
almost starving for UFO “disclosure.” One has the impression that as with TV
again, many would be quite ill without such liminal food being forced into
their mental veins hour after hour with ever-increasing frequency.
There are of course some big
differences between Exopolitics and TV.
In contrast to Exopolitics, TV
viewers don’t have to search for “evidence” of their avatars. Countless numbers
are there to be seen every night. Exopolitical “viewers” on the other hand have
to search for the claimed “aliens” who do not have a common and easily
accessible form. This is much more exciting than being served on a platter with
predictable dumbed-down formulas. This gives Exopolitics a cerebral element
almost totally lacking from TV, which is essentially a non-cerebral system.
Whilst one of the few similarities is that both are addictive and both are
consumer agendas, Exopolitics, unlike TV, does not praise its audience; it
challenges them in the manner of a scrabble game or crossword puzzle.
Whilst TV is physically attractive
and allows instant access to limitless full-focus colour images, Exopolitical
images of aliens (where there are any at all) are dark and obscure. Both image
types as styles, whether clear or unreadable, are suggestion-arrays operating
different types of mass-persuasion schema. Both offer the illusion of freedom
of choice. Yet viewers of Exopolitics (yes, we can call them that) are, like
the TV audience, at the mercy of much interweaving and overlapping
image-control software mounted by many rapidly-evolving and different
technologies.
Another very important difference
between Exopolitics and TV is that the former offers “reality,” whilst TV has
no claims in that direction, except for so-called “reality” shows which are
intended as jokes. In this sense here is another important difference: TV
offers life-saving humour, whilst Exopolitics offers no such thing; the
aliens are conceived of as very boring and humourless with boy-scout New Age
agendas enough to make an old hippy weep. Rather than aliens attacking us in
the manner suggested by Hawking, the option of aliens boring the tits off us
all has never been considered. Prim virtue does not figure in the Prime Time
stakes of TV or Exopolitics.
As a nice paradox, Exopolitics
states that aliens and their spaceships are all quite visible, and hence there
is the tantalising possibility of a member of the audience discovering an alien
and becoming as famous as Christopher Columbus. TV soap operas are a bit
outclassed in this respect. No film or TV viewer searches for the “real” (US)
Captain Kirk in the supermarket, or the “real” (UK) Phil Mitchell at the
barbers, although given present-day mass-conditioning they might note different
approximate forms as they go about their daily lives. Thus are we all now in
doll-thrall with movements such as Exopolitics acting as cybernetic
protein-strings full of momentary sugar-fixes. The movement formed by Webre and
Salla has another cleverly designed element. It represents a powerful kind of
intellectual subversion: quite unlike TV, Exopolitics is anti-authority, and it
joins hands with all those folk would like to see their beloved leaders admit
to alien presence with all kinds of egg over their bland, politically-correct,
social-democratic faces.
This has resulted in a somewhat
alarming form of pseudo-science-based pseudo-rationalism (in cyberspace all
science is “pseudo”) as regards the full assembly in complete detail of aspects
of “superior” alien culture(s). Thus “scientific” rationalism becomes another
social-scientific cloaking-mystique in that it vectors the verisimilitude of
the mutating story-lines. Undoubtedly, throughout our daily lives,
“consciousness” consists of such instantaneous processing of countless Media
scripts mounted by various image-based story technologies.
Exopolitics is therefore a big
meme-game, rather like the SERPO and SPORE meme-games in that interested
parties can add to the game-play themselves. Unlike traditional TV soap operas,
entire families can participate and create their own episodes. Many of these
“alien” tales and part-tales about UFOs and conspiracies are willingly
broadcast by popular U.S. broadcasters such as Jerry “foil-hat” Pippin. No
script in the conventional sense is needed. Just a thread of suggestions
created on a kitchen table with a screen, a keyboard and a terminal. Yet story
technology is the most powerful dialectical viral form every created.
As distinct from traditional TV soap
operas, the virtual structures of our time such as Exopolitics contain a
mock-cerebral element which aids their verisimilitude. Junior and Senior and
Little Miss Muffet can add their thoughts, and the wonderful thing about thus
new genre (for new genre it is) is that there is no censorship, no chance of
rejection and every chance that someone somewhere will catch a fragment of
make-believe. This story-fragment will feedback and breed other such fragments
until this postmodern plasma becomes translated to the programmatic “real.”
Thus every single mind, young and old has its own magic lantern theatre being
fed by an ever-advancing Big Media power.
This level of Virtuality might be
called Entertainment Fission. TV alone has already created a form of life
support machine in that the billions of images per second will eventually quite
replace “facts” as causation. The Prime Mover will be the Media Star. For
better or for worse, both Weber and Salla are moving towards this state, as is
Sarah Palin, whose fundamentalist Christianity is but two cyber steps away from
Exopolitics. Nothing else but the stuff of Performance and Personality (and
here I again include the Exopoliticians) will be needed as science is relegated
to becoming a support base for Big Media. The CERN Collider (for example) is
producing as many metaphors, images and symbols as it is producing “facts.”
Exopolitics, like many other things ancillary to it, is a prototypal
world. Eventually, given ever-increasing media power, its protein cells may
push aside the so-called real world as described in the film The Matrix, or in
a more sophisticated form by Borges’ story of Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius.
Thus Exopolitics is story-technology
with a vengeance and as such it does not contain any kind of mechanical vector.
There is no traditional “progress” in this non-dimensional Matrix-type plasma
which represents a translation of older forms of political control into
virtuality. People now live their entire lives within such imagined structures.
In this brave new cosmos, people will be described and defined as atmospheres,
rather than anything else. “Fact” will be relegated to body weight, height, and
National Insurance Number. The old-fashioned “trip” or “fix” is brought up to
date by Exopolitics and its myriad ancillary media forms.
Such an induction of states of
mind rather than induction of ranges of linear “objective facts” creates a
more flexible and psychologically penetrative weapon than passive TV viewing.
By comparison with Web-born memes, TV represents a steady low-frequency dosage
episode by episode. These ranges of optional image-dilutions will of course
maintain the illusion of virtual “progress” in time but only as a gaming-vector
in turn. In this context, the buzzwords “real” and “scientific” and “factual”
as used extensively by Exopolitics are nothing more than a fairground barker’s
shouts using borrowed phrases from a ”science” which is now little more than a
Prime Time silver screen itself.
Many landowners in Victorian times
built huge follies, some of which still stand. Follies were ill-conceived
playthings of the ill-educated nouveau riche who within a few
generations found themselves with too much time and money on their hands. Such
were symbols of perfect impracticality: whimsical, fanciful, eccentric
decorations rather than buildings, follies were the precursors of the Hollywood
mansions conceived by Fitzgerald in his novel, The Great Gatsby.
Exopolitics is a similar folly of our own times. As a movement,
it is a massive piece of Gormenghast junk, a prime cut from a pop-media
supermarket. But then science and Cartesian rationalism both represent a
similar kind of Baroque cave-painting by numbers. In a media-soaked Age, where
consciousness itself may be described as living theatre, we cannot help but
navigate mentally by such cartoons and doll’s houses, which thrive rather like
giant psychedelic mushrooms in our head.
What is the ultimate function of
systems of story-lines such as Exopolitics? They force a mind to imagine.
We are made to carry the story-lines as hatcheries in which memes act as mutant
egg-cells.
This may be the first indication of
how a truly alien mind might work.
For
Reality Uncovered
9th
May 2010
Colin
Bennett
Author,
London
Editor,
the New Fortean Times
Colin
Bennett’s award-winning Politics of the Imagination now republished as a
3rd Edition mass-market paperback by Cosimo Books New York.
“Bennett
rescued Fort from the Hobbit Cupboard”
An
American Demonology 2nd Edition paperback in
preparation
Looking
for Orthon 2nd Edition paperback
now available
