The Great Secret

December 15, 2010

IImagine a suspense film. The story takes place in a heavy atmosphere. A question keeps recurring: "Are the armed forces of the major developed countries and their governments aware of events involving UFOs, which they might be hiding from the public? Would such a question not be just another example of the prevailing conspiracy theory?"

LThe UFO phenomenon has been in the news for more than half a century. For decades, we have repeatedly asked this question, to which everyone answered in the negative. How could such things have been hidden from the public for so long? How could one imagine that such a secret could have survived through successive governments? Indeed, all the "ufologists" who raised this question are only trying to draw attention to themselves and sell their silly books.

EGoing much further, a screenwriter imagines a film in which not only high-ranking military personnel have witnessed the phenomenon, but even more bizarrely, that these same UFOs, approaching missile silos, have acted in a way to disable these weapons, making their launch impossible. How? No one knows. This could only be done by acting on extremely protected, isolated, independent systems buried twenty meters under rock, next to the control post occupied by two firing officers.

IIt's easy to imagine scenes. In underground bunkers, these officers, responsible for controlling these dangerous missiles, the candles of the last judgment, receive frantic calls from simple guards who remained on the surface, stationed twenty meters above them. These guards describe the arrival of luminous objects, disk-shaped, from which a "pulsing light" emanates.

SOn their consoles, these same officers notice lights turning on, indicating that, in the memories of the computers controlling the missiles, up to ten at once, the firing programs have been suddenly erased, inexplicably.

DIn this film, worthy of a Spielberg, other scenes are shown. There, a young officer, accompanied by two assistants, is conducting geodetic measurements at missile sites at night, in order to determine, using star sighting, the missiles' positions to the nearest meter, so that their targeting can be programmed as accurately as possible. He is doing his routine work, on a beautiful starry night. Suddenly, a luminous object catches his attention. Then it moves in a flash, coming to hover directly above the group, no more than a hundred meters above the men. Frightened, the three rush into their truck and flee.

Shit, says the lieutenant, who is driving. Since the army recently widened the roads, reinforcing them with ballast so that the heavy trucks carrying the missiles to their positions could circulate, they removed all the road signs!

EAnd what was bound to happen, happens. Speeding through a cul-de-sac that is no longer marked, the lieutenant turns the wheel the wrong way and flips his vehicle. The three manage to get out, none of them injured. They take a look around. The UFO has stopped following them. They then walk two hours to a farm located there.

That's my luck, mutters the young lieutenant between his teeth. Plus, this truck is brand new. It has less than twenty-five kilometers on the odometer. Are they going to deduct its price from my pay?

LThe scenes pile up. In guard posts, there are phone calls describing situations that the security officers do not want to report, at first, nor record in their logbook. To anxious calls respond mocking voices saying: "We will intervene when this thing has devoured the squad that went after it!"

AAnother scene: a communications and encryption specialist enters an operations room and notices that on a wall panel indicating the status of the launch site, a large number of missiles, in the top right corner, have been deactivated.

DIn a guard post, a lieutenant, who has heard the frantic calls of guards who, on the surface, see UFOs moving from silo to silo. After vainly requesting the intervention of the security service, a simple vehicle carrying a few soldiers, he goes to the center responsible for the site's security and asks a supervisor, who seems prostrate, "in a fetal position":

So, finally, your men, those who were on duty during the events, never left the post. They stayed there with their vehicle, telling me lies for an hour and a half, saying they had to go get batteries, that they had engine problems, or whatever, that they couldn't go faster than ten miles an hour. Then, they said they were out of fuel...
I can tell you one thing, sir. My men will never, with or without orders, take the road with that glowing machine flying above them.

OThey change continent. The scene takes place in England. It's Christmas evening. A captain is having a family dinner. Suddenly, a sentry knocks on his door.

Sir, it's back.
What's back?
The UFO from yesterday.

EGrumbling, the captain leaves his family. He has been called because he is the assistant to the base commander, since the latter, busy having dinner with some officers, sent the sentry away.

What is this nonsense about a UFO? These lights could be anything. But this is going to ruin my Christmas dinner!

VSo here is our captain, on this cold night of an English Christmas, who must gear up, take his radio and the portable recorder that always accompanies him on his rounds. The men lead him "where the object was seen," and he discovers deep marks made in the trees, broken branches. He comments on all this in his small recorder.

AAt this point, everything seems explainable, he thinks, and could fit into a certain framework of rationality. But suddenly they spot pulsating lights through the tree branches, a thing that "looks like an eye, with a darker part in the center." Then suddenly an object rushes toward them and stabilizes just above them. From it emanates a beam of light, projecting a circular light spot, thirty centimeters in diameter, at their feet.

What is this thing? the captain says. A weapon? A communication device? A probe?

SSuddenly the object disappears as quickly as it appeared, but another is then seen by one of the men, further away, moving around above the military area located in the British zone. Its beam of light sweeps the ground.

Sir, it's just above the bunker where the nuclear weapons are stored!

DDebriefing. Our captain reports to the authorities of the Third Army Air Force.

By the way, this device that was inspecting the nuclear warhead storage areas, was it outside the fence of our own base, wasn't it?
Exactly, sir.
There, it's British territory. So this matter does not concern us and is the British' affair. Write a report, send it to the liaison officer, and let these people...