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- WILLIAM BIRNES, publisher of "UFO Magazine", writing in his "From the Publisher" column for their February-March 2005 issue.


Saucer Smear

OFFICIAL PUBLICATION OF THE SAUCER & UNEXPLAINED CELESTIAL EVENTS RESEARCH SOCIETY
EDITOR AND STILL
SUPREME COMMANDER:
James W. Moseley

CONTRIBUTING EDITOR:
Karl T. Pflock

NON-SCHEDULED
NEWSLETTER
Volume 52, No. 4
May 1st, 2005
(Whole Number 380)

MAILING ADDRESS:
P. 0. Box 1709
Key West, FL 33041

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NEWS BRIEFIES

A Short Editorial:
UNRAVELING THE SECRETS MAKES THE BIG TIME
"We be in Saucer Smear!"
By Dennis Crenshaw
Website = www.thehollowearthinsider.com

For the past fifty-odd years one man has kept his nose to the grindstone (he only looks up when he has to chuckle and snicker) when it comes to presenting the odds and ends --- mostly odds --- having to do with the UFO mysteries. But James Moseley and his infamous publication "Saucer Smear" isn't your everyday UFO newsletter with page after page of people reporting lights in the sky or blacked-out "Official Secret Papers" of a government cover-up. No, Saucer Smear is to Ufology, or as James likes to call it --- "Ufoology" --- what Variety Magazine is to Hollywood Actors. It's main content is about those who would study, lecture and write on the subject. Which for those of us interested in the subject makes for some fun and entertaining reading. Sometimes those working the UFO field are more fun to read about than the stories they tell. This is James Moseley's area of study. Ufoology.

I have always felt honored when James has mentioned me in Saucer Smear over the years. But this time I was over-whelmed when I read the article he wrote regarding "Unraveling the Secrets" and this editor in his Feb. 2005 issue.


Pflock Ptalk - TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE U.F.O.

by Karl Pflock, Our Contributing Editor & Fifth Columnist

A warm, clear summer's eve, 1951 or 1952. A few miles south of San Jose, California, two fathers and their three young sons are returning home after a day's fishing, driving westward on a country road in the gathering dusk. Above the black bulk of the coastal mountains on the western horizon an eye-catching "something" hovers.

"Wow! That sure is a bright star," one of the boys says. A father replies, "It's probably the planet Venus." But then all in the car are startled to see the "planet" change color, from white to blue to red, then back to white - not the uncertain flickerings of atmospheric scintillation, but clear changes of color occurring as though someone were flipping a switch.

The driver brings the car to an abrupt halt. Everyone piles out, talking excitedly. As they stare intently at the strange object, it goes through the same cycle again, remaining each color for a second or two. Then it begins a remarkable dance. It jumps about five degrees to the left of its original position, with no apparent transit time. It's here, then suddenly it's over there! It goes through its color change again - white to blue to red and back to white. Then, instantaneously, it's back where it started. Another color cycle and another five-degree jump, this time to the right. Still another color cycle and -Flash!- back to home base. The same thing again, only this time the jump is downward, then back to the original position. Through the colors again, then a jump upward, another color cycle, and back to the starting point. Then again: blue, red, white.

For a few seconds, the object remains as it was when first seen. Then it rapidly grows brighter, flaring intensely. "It almost hurts to look at it!" one of the kids shouts. As if on cue, the weird thing rockets straight up, in an instant losing itself among the evening's emerging stars.

The witnesses stand in amazed, stunned silence. Then the boys begin a babble of excited speculation, while their fathers figuratively scratch their heads. Back in the car and on the road again, the adults begin to review the "sensible" possibilities, with the kids suggesting something more thrilling. Many explanations are considered: airplanes, fireworks, a military rocket, a balloon, insects, an odd weather phenomenon, etc. In the end, the boys' answer seems the most likely: a flying saucer!

I, then eight or nine years old, was one of those boys. My pop was one of those fathers. Without mentioning our experience, pop, a former reporter, asked a friend on the local newspaper if they had received any calls about something unusual in the night sky. He drew a blank. We heard nothing on the radio, read nothing in the papers. If anyone else saw what we saw, they weren't talking - but neither were we. Despite the urgings of we kids that they contact the Air Force, our fathers didn't file a report with anyone, keeping our experience a matter of family lore.

So what did we see?... That's for next time.


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