by thoughtographer » Tue May 23, 2006 5:00 pm
<!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>Vallee adds: "The existence of the strange message raises an interesting possibility. Could it be that the deserters did not simply hold top security clearances, but were also cleared for Crypto, giving them access to critical, encoded security material? Was the alphanumeric code in the signature a hint of an actual cypher, demonstrating the identity or the level of acess of the sender? .... Should we conclude that the US military communication channels may have been compromised by one or more cults with extreme beliefs and with the willingness to exploit the naivete of the ufologists to further their own goals?"<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--><br>That precisely the reason why I brought up "The Philadelphia Experiment" in this context. It all started with Carl(os) M. Allen(de), a lifelong, itinerant "trickster" sending a couple of letters to Morris K. Jessup, a noteworthy but not particularly popular UFO researcher and author. Once Jessup was prepared to dismiss the whole thing as a fabricated story concocted by a lone, "crazy" con-artist, he's invited to meet with ONR officials and handed the "Varo Edition" of his own book, "The Case for the UFO" which had color-coded annotations that Jessup identified as being written by Carl M. Allen. Ostensibly, the footnotes in this book which the ONR had printed by the Texas-based Varo Corporation (a military "research materials" contractor) were based on the handwritten notes written by Carl Allen, which the ONR claims were sent to them "anonymously" in an envelope marked "HAPPY EASTER".<br><br>The legend goes on and on to this day, with modern hyperstitions like "The Montauk Project" and various other "fringe" beliefs using it as a linchpin for their convoluted, confusing narratives.<br><br>Of course, Jessup and Allen are both dead at this point. Jessup died long ago in his car on the side of a road in a park. Most people ruled his death a suicide, which they believe was the culmination of various marital and personal problems that Jessup felt he could no longer deal with -- dismissing it as an isolated, tragic event -- while others suspect foul play and are left to speculate after thin details. I'm not saying that he was outright killed, but it doesn't always take another person's finger on the trigger to commit a murder.<br><br>As for Allen: he admitted to perpetrating a hoax but recanted several times, only to turn heel later on and claim that his story was indeed real, in spite of the proof indicating that most of what now exists as legend is at best a distortion of <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>some</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> facts mixed in with a mountain of fantasy. Carl went to his grave after <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://windmill-slayer.tripod.com/aliascarlosallende/id3.html">setting the monster in motion</a><!--EZCODE LINK END-->, once again.<br><br>Sorry, I'm assuming a lot of knowledge here, but I'm willing to elaborate a bit if anyone needs an "in" to the topic.<br><br>I guess we'll never know how many licks it takes to get to the center of this Tootsie Roll Pop. Like the turtle and the owl we're all too impatient to find out. We get impatient and take a bite, only to find a brown, semi-sweet and decidedly bland center that is not only a pathetic approximation of chocolate, but is disturbingly similar to shit.<br><br><!--EZCODE IMAGE START--><img src="http://www.tootsie.com/image-sb/licks/howmany9.jpg" style="border:0;"/><!--EZCODE IMAGE END--><br>"The world may never know."<br><br>Happy Easter! <p><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>"A crooked stick will cast a crooked shadow."</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--></p><i></i>