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Explanation of the Recent "Strange Craft" Sightings |
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Posted by chshkt
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Here is the breif introduction. I'm using the alias Isaac, and used to
work in what was called the CARET program in the 80's. During my time
there, I worked with a lot of the technology that is clearly at work in
the recent drone/strange craft sightings, most notably the "language"
and diagrams seen on the underside of each craft. What follows is a
lengthy letter about who I am, what I know, and what these sightings
are (probably) all about.
The appearance of these photos has convinced me to release at least
some of the numerous photographs and photocopied documents I still
possess some 20 years later that can explain a great deal about these
sightings. On this site you will find some of these. They are available
as high resolution scans that I am giving away free, PROVIDED THEY ARE NOT MODIFIED IN ANY WAY AND ARE KEPT TOGETHER ALONG WITH THIS WRITTEN MATERIAL.
I am also trying to get in touch with the witnesses so far, such as
Chad, Rajman, Jenna, Ty, and the Lake Tahoe witness (especially Chad).
I have advice for them that may be somewhat helpful in dealing with
what they've seen and what I would recommend they do with what they
know. If you are one of these witnesses, or can put me in touch with
them, please contact Coast to Coast AM and let them know.
My Experience with the CARET Program and Extra-terrestrial Technology
Isaac, June 2007
This letter is part of a package I've assembled for Coast to Coast AM
to distribute to its audience. It is a companion to numerous document
and photo scans and should not be separated from them.
You can call me Isaac, an alias I've chosen as a simple measure of
protection while I release what would be called tremendously sensitive
information even by todays standards. “Sensitive” is not necessarily
synonymous with “dangerous”, though, which is why my conscience is
clear as I offer this material up for the public. My government has its
reasons for its continual secrecy, and I sympathize with many of them,
but the truth is that I'm getting old and I'm not interested in meeting
my maker one day with any more baggage than necessary! Furthermore, I
put a little more faith in humanity than my former bosses do, and I
think that a release of at least some of this info could help a lot
more than it could hurt, especially in today's world.
I should be clear before I begin, as a final note: I am not interested
in making myself vulnerable to the consequences of betraying the trust
of my superiors and will not divulge any personal information that
could determine my identity. However my intent is not to deceive, so
information that I think is too risky to share will be simply left out
rather than obfuscated in some way (aside from my alias, which I freely
admit is not my real name). I would estimate that with the information
contained in this letter, I could be narrowed down to one of maybe
30-50 people at best, so I feel reasonably secure.
Some Explanation for the Recent Sightings
For many years I've occasionally considered the release of at least
some of the material I possess, but the recent wave of photos and
sightings has prompted me to cut to the chase and do so now.
I should first be clear that I'm not directly familiar with any of the crafts seen in the photos in their entirety.
I've never seen them in a hangar or worked on them myself or seen
aliens zipping around in them. However, I have worked with and seen
many of the parts visible in these crafts, some of which can be
seen in the Q3-85 Inventory Review scan found at the top of this page.
More importantly though, I'm very familiar with the “language” on their
undersides seen clearly in photos by Chad and Rajman, and in another
form in the Big Basin photos.
One question I can answer for sure is why they're suddenly here. These
crafts have probably existed in their current form for decades, and I
can say for sure that the technology behind them has existed for
decades before that. The “language”, in fact, (I'll explain shortly why
I keep putting that in quotes) was the subject of my work in years
past. I'll cover that as well.
The reason they're suddenly visible, however, is another matter
entirely. These crafts, assuming they're anything like the hardware I
worked with in the 80's (assuming they're better, in fact), are
equipped with technology that enables invisibility. That ability can be
controlled both on board the craft, and remotely. However, what's
important in this case is that this invisibility can also be disrupted
by other technology. Think of it like radar jamming. I would bet my
life savings (since I know this has happened before) that these craft
are becoming visible and then returning to invisibility arbitrarily,
probably unintentionally, and undoubtedly for only short periods, due
to the activity of a kind of disrupting technology being set off
elsewhere, but nearby. I'm especially sure of this in the case of the
Big Basin sightings, were the witnesses themselves reported seeing the
craft just appear and disappear. This is especially likely because of
the way the witness described one of the appearances being only a
momentary flicker, which is consistent with the unintentional,
intermittent triggering of such a device.
It's no surprise that these sightings are all taking place in
California, and especially the Saratoga/South Bay area. Not far from
Saratoga is Mountain View/Sunnyvale, home to Moffett Field and the NASA
Ames Research center. Again, I'd be willing to bet just about anything
that the device capable of hijacking the cloaking of these nearby craft
was inadvertently triggered, probably during some kind of experiment,
at the exact moment they were being seen. Miles away, in Big Basin, the
witnesses were in the right place at the right time and saw the results
of this disruption with their own eyes. God knows what else was
suddenly appearing in the skies at that moment, and who else may have
seen it. I've had some direct contact with this device, or at least a
device capable of the same thing, and this kind of mistake is not
unprecedented. I am personally aware of at least one other incident in
which this kind of technology was accidentally set off, resulting in
the sudden visibility of normally invisible things. The only difference
is that these days, cameras are a lot more common!
The technology itself isn't ours, or at least it wasn't in the 80's.
Much like the technology in these crafts themselves, the device capable
of remotely hijacking a vehicle's clacking comes from a non-human
source too. Why we were given this technology has never been clear to
me, but it's responsible for a lot. Our having access to this kind of
device, along with our occasionally haphazard experimentation on them,
has lead to everything from cloaking malfunctions like this to
full-blown crashes. I can assure you that most (and in my opinion all)
incidents of UFO crashes or that kind of thing had more to do with our
meddling with extremely powerful technology at an inopportune time than
it did mechanical failure on their part. Trust me, those things don't
fail unless something even more powerful than them makes them fail
(intentionally or not). Think of it like a stray bullet. You can be hit
by one at any time, without warning, and even the shooter didn't intent
to hit you. I can assure you heads are rolling over this as well. If
anyone notices a brilliant but sloppy physicist patrolling the streets
of Baghdad in the next couple weeks, I'd be willing to guess how he got
there. (I kid, of course, as I certainly hope that hasn't actually
happened in this case)
I'd now like to explain how it is that I know this.
The CARET Program
My story begins the same as it did for many of my co workers, with
graduate and post-graduate work at university in electrical
engineering. And I had always been interested in computer science,
which was a very new field at the time, and my interest piqued with my
first exposure to a Tixo during grad school. In the years following
school I took a scenic route through the tech industry and worked for
the kinds of companies you would expect, until I was offered a job at
the Department of Defense and things took a very different turn.
My time at the DoD was mostly uneventful but I was there for quite a
while. I apparently proved myself to be reasonably intelligent and
loyal. By 1984 these qualities along with my technical background made
me a likely candidate for a new program they were recruiting for called
“CARET”.
Before I explain what CARET was I should back up a little. By 1984,
Silicon Valley had been a juggernaut of technology for decades. In the
less than 40 years since the appearance of Shockley’s transistor this
part of the world had already produced a multi billion dollar computer
industry and made technological strides that were unprecedented in
other fields, from hypertext and online collaboration in '68 to the
Alto in '73.
Private industry in Silicon Valley was responsible for some of the most
incredible technological leaps in history and this fact did not go
unnoticed by the US government and military. I don’t claim to have any
special knowledge about Roswell or any of the other alleged early UFO
events, but I do know that whatever the exact origin, the military was
hard at work trying to understand and use the extra-terrestrial
artifacts it had in its possession. While there had been a great deal
of progress overall, things were not moving as quickly as some would
have liked. So, in 1984, the CARET program was created with the aim of
harnessing the abilities of private industry in silicon valley and
applying it to the ongoing task of understanding extra-terrestrial
technology.
One of the best examples of the power of the tech sector was Xerox
PARC, a research center in Palo Alto, CA. XPARC was responsible for
some of the major milestones in the history of computing. While I never
had the privilege of working there myself I did know many of the people
who did and I can say that they were among the brightest engineers I
ever knew.
XPARC served as one of the models for the CARET program’s first
incarnation, a facility called the Palo Alto CARET Laboratory (PACL,
lovingly pronounced “packle” during my time there). This was where I
worked, along with numerous other civilians, under the auspices of
military brass who were eager to find out how the tech sector made so
much progress so quickly. My time at the DoD was a major factor behind
why I was chosen, and in fact about 30+ others who were hired around
the same time had also been at the Department about as long, but this
was not the case for everyone. A couple of my co-workers were plucked
right from places like IBM and, at least two of them came from XPARC
itself. My DoD experience did make me more eligable for positions of
management, however, which is how I have so much of this material in my
possession to begin with.
So in other words, civilians like myself who had at--at most--some
decent experience working for the DoD but no actual military training
or involvement, were suddenly finding ourselves in the same room as
highly classified extra-terrestrial technology. Of course they spent
about 2 months briefing us all before we saw or did anything, and did
their best to convince us that if we ever leaked a single detail about
what we were being told, they’d do everything short of digging up our
ancestors and putting a few slugs in them too just for good measure. It
seemed like there was an armed guard in every corner of every room. I’d
worked under some pretty hefty NDAs in my time but this was so far out
of my depth I didn’t think I was going to last 2 weeks in an
environment like that. But amazingly things got off to a good start.
They wanted us, plain and simple, and our industry had shown itself to
be so good at what it did that they were just about ready to give us
carte blanche.
Of course, nothing with the military is ever that simple, and as is
often the case they wanted to have their cake and eat it too. What I
mean by this is that despite their interest in picking our brains and
learning whatever they could from our way of doing things, they still
wanted to do it their way often enough to frustrate us.
At this point I'm going to gloss over the emotional side of this
experience, because this letter isn't intended to be a memoir, but I
will say that there's almost no way to describe the impact this kind of
revelation has on your mind. There are very few moments in life in
which your entire world view is turned forever upside down, but this
was one of them. I still remember that turning point during the
briefing when I realized what he'd just told us, and that I hadn't
heard him wrong, and that it wasn't some kind of joke. In retrospect
the whole thing feels like it was in slow motion, from that slight
pause he took just before the term “extra-terrestrial” came out for the
first time, to the way the room itself seemed to go off kilter as we
collectively tried to grasp what was being said. My reflex kept jumping
back and forth between trying to look at the speaker, to understand him
better, and looking at everyone else around me, to make sure I wasn't
the only one that was hearing this. At the risk of sounding
melodramatic, it's a lot like a child learning his parents are
divorcing. I never experienced that myself, but a very close friend of
mine did when were boys, and he confided in me a great deal about what
the experience felt like. A lot of what he said would aptly describe
what I was feeling in that room. Here was a trusted authority figure
telling you something that you just don't feel ready for, and putting a
burden on your mind that you don't necessarily want to carry. The
moment that first word comes out, all you can think about it is what it
was like only seconds ago, and knowing that life is never going to be
as simple as it was then. After all that time at the DoD, I thought I
at least had some idea of what was going on in the world, but I'd never
heard so much as a peep about this. Maybe one day I'll write more on
this aspect, because it's the kind of thing I really would like to get
off my chest, but for now I'll digress.
Unlike traditional research in this area, we weren’t working on new
toys for the air force. For numerous reasons, the CARET people decided
to aim its efforts at commercial applications rather than military
ones. They basically wanted us to turn these artifacts into something
they could patent and sell. One of CARET’s most appealing promises was
the revenue generated by these product-ready technologies, which could
be funneled right back into black projects. Working with a commercial
application in mind was also yet another way to keep us in a familiar
mind state. Developing technology for the military is very different
than doing so for the commercial sector, and not having to worry about
the difference was another way that CARET was very much like private
industry.
CARET shined in the way it let us work the way we were used to working.
They wanted to recreate as much of the environment we were used to as
they could without compromising issues like security. That meant we got
free reign to set up our own workflow, internal management structure,
style manuals, documentation, and the like. They wanted this to look
and feel like private industry, not the military. They knew that was
how to get the best work out of us, and they were right.
But things didn’t go as smoothly when it came to matters like access to
classified information. They were exposing what is probably their
single biggest secret to a group of people who had never even been
through basic training and it was obvious that the gravity of this
decision was never far from their minds. We started the program with a
small set of extra-terrestrial artifacts along with fairly elaborate
briefings on each as well as access to a modest amount of what research
had already been completed. It wasn’t long before we realized we needed
more though, and getting them to provide even the smallest amount of
new material was like pulling teeth. CARET stood for “Commercial
Applications Research for Extra-terrestrial Technology”, but we often
joked that it should have stood for “Civilians Are Rarely Ever Trusted.”
PACL was located in Palo Alto, but unlike XPARC, it wasn’t at the end
of a long road in the middle of a big complex surrounded by rolling
hills and trees. PACL was hidden in an office complex owned entirely by
the military but made to look like an unassuming tech company. From the
street, all you could see was what appeared to be a normal parking lot
with a gate and a guard booth, and a 1-story building inside with a
fictitious name and logo. What wasn’t visible from the street was that
behind the very first set of doors was enough armed guards to invade
Poland, and 5 additional underground stories. They wanted to be as
close as possible to the kinds of people they were looking to hire and
be able to bring them in with a minimum of fuss.
Inside, we had everything we needed. State of the art hardware and a
staff of over 200 computer scientists, electrical engineers, mechanical
engineers, physicists and mathematicians. Most of us were civilians, as
I’ve said, but some were military, and a few of them had been working
on this technology already. Of course, you were never far from the
barrel of a machine gun, even inside the labs themselves (something
many of us never got used to), and bi-weekly tours were made by
military brass to ensure that not a single detail was out of line. Most
of us underwent extensive searches on our way into and out of the
building. There it was, probably the biggest secret in the world, in a
bunch of parts spread out on laboratory tables in the middle of Palo
Alto so you can imagine their concern.
One downside to CARET was that it wasn't as well-connected as other
operations undoubtedly were. I never got to see any actual
extra-terrestrials (not even photos), and in fact never even saw one of
their compete vehicles. 99% of what I saw was related to the work at
hand, all of which was conducted within a very narrow context on
individual artifacts only. The remaining 1% came from people I met
through the program, many of which working more closely with “the good
stuff” or had in the past.
In fact, what was especially amusing about the whole affair was the way
that our military management almost tried to act as if the technology
we were essentially reverse engineering wasn't extra-terrestrial at
all. Aside from the word “extra-terrestrial” itself, we rarely heard
any other terms like “alien” or “UFO” or “outer space” or anything.
Those aspects were only mentioned briefly when absolutely necessary to
explain something. In many cases it was necessary to differentiate
between the different races and their respective technology, and they
didn't even use the word “races”. They were referred to simply as
different “sources”.
The Technology
A lot of the technology we worked on was what you would expect, namely
antigravity. Most of the researchers on the staff with backgrounds in
propulsion and rocketry were military men, but the technology we were
dealing with was so out of this world that it didn’t really matter all
that much what your background was because none of it applied. All we
could hope to do was use the vocabulary of our respective fields as a
way to model the extremely bizarre new concepts we were very slowly
beginning to understand as best we could. A rocket engineer doesn’t
usually rub elbows much with a computer scientist, but inside PACL, we
were all equally mystified and were ready to entertain any and all
ideas.
The physicists made the most headway initially because out of all of
our skills, theirs overlapped the most with the concepts behind this
technology (although that isn’t saying much!) Once they got the ball
rolling though, we began to find that many of the concepts found in
computer science were applicable as well, albeit in very vague ways.
While I didn’t do a lot of work with the antigrav hardware myself, I
was occasionally involved in the assessment of how that technology was
meant to interface with its user.
The antigrav was amazing, of course, as were the advances we were
making with materials engineering and so on. But what interested me
most then, and still amazes me most to this day, was something
completely unrelated. In fact, it was this technology that immediately
jumped out at me when I saw the Chad and Rajman photos, and even moreso
in the Big Basin photos.
The “Language”
I put the word Language in quotes because calling what I am about to
describe a “language” is a misnomer, although it is an easy mistake to
make.
Their hardware wasn’t operated in quite the same way as ours. In our
technology, even today, we have a combination of hardware and software
running almost everything on the planet. Software is more abstract than
hardware, but ultimately it needs hardware to run it. In other words,
there’s no way to write a computer program on a piece of paper, set
that piece of paper on a table or something, and expect it to actually
do something. The most powerful code in the world still doesn’t
actually do anything until a piece of hardware interprets it and translates its commands into actions.
But their technology is different. It really did operate like the
magical piece of paper sitting on a table, in a manner of speaking.
They had something akin to a language, that could quite literally
execute itself,
at least in the presence of a very specific type of field. The
language, a term I am still using very loosely, is a system of symbols
(which does admittedly very much resemble a written language) along
with geometric forms and patterns that fit together to form diagrams
that are themselves functional. Once they are drawn, so to speak, on a
suitable surface made of a suitable material and in the presence of a
certain type of field, they immediately begin performing the desired
tasks. It really did seem like magic to us, even after we began to
understand the principles behind it.
I worked with these symbols more than anything during my time at PACL,
and recognized them the moment I saw them in the photos. They appear in
a very simple form on Chad’s craft, but appear in the more complex
diagram form on the underside of the Big Basin craft as well. Both are
unmistakable, even at the small size of the Big Basin photos. An
example of a diagram in the style of the Big Basin craft is included
with this in a series of scanned pages from the [mistitled] "Linguistic
Analysis Primer". We needed a copy of that diagram to be utterly
precise, and it took about a month for a team of six to copy that
diagram into our drafting program!
Explaining everything I learned about this technology would fill up
several volumes, but I will do my best to explain at least some of the
concepts as long as I am taking the time to write all this down.
First of all, you wouldn't open up their hardware to find a CPU here,
and a data bus there, and some kind of memory over there. Their
hardware appeared to be perfectly solid and consistent in terms of
material from one side to the other. Like a rock or a hunk of metal.
But upon [much] closer inspection, we began to learn that it was
actually one big holographic computational substrate - each
"computational element" (essentially individual particles) can function
independently, but are designed to function together in tremendously
large clusters. I say its holographic because you can divide it up into
the smallest chunks you want and still find a scaled-down but complete
representation of the whole system. They produce a nonlinear
computational output when grouped. So 4 elements working together is
actually more than 4 times more powerful than 1. Most of the internal
"matter" in their crafts (usually everything but the outermost housing)
is actually this substrate and can contribute to computation at any
time and in any state. The shape of these "chunks" of substrate also
had a profound effect on its functionality, and often served as a
"shortcut" to achieve a goal that might otherwise be more complex.
So back to the language. The language is actually a "functional
blueprint". The forms of the shapes, symbols and arrangements thereof
is itself
functional. What makes it all especially difficult to grasp is that
every element of each "diagram" is dependant on and related to every
other element, which means no single detail can be created, removed or
modified independently. Humans like written language because each
element of the language can be understood on its own, and from this,
complex expressions can be built. However, their "language" is entirely
context-sensitive, which means that a given symbol could mean as little
as a 1-bit flag in one context, or, quite literally, contain the entire
human genome or a galaxy star map in another. The ability for a single,
small symbol to contain, not just represent, tremendous
amounts of data is another counter-intuitive aspect of this concept. We
quickly realized that even working in groups of 10 or more on the
simplest of diagrams, we found it virtually impossible to get anything
done. As each new feature was added, the complexity of the diagram
exponentially grew to unmanageable proportions. For this reason we
began to develop computer-based systems to manage these details and
achieved some success, although again we found that a threshold was
quickly reached beyond which even the supercomputers of the day were
unable to keep up. Word was that the extra-terrestrials could design
these diagrams as quickly and easily as a human programmer could write
a Fortran program. It's humbling to think that even a network of
supercomputers wasn't able to duplicate what they could do in their own
heads. Our entire system of language is based on the idea of assigning
meaning to symbols. Their technology, however, somehow merges the
symbol and the meaning, so a subjective audience is not needed. You can
put whatever meaning you want on the symbols, but their behavior and
functionality will not change, any more than a transistor will function
differently if you give it another name.
Here's an example of how complex the process is. Imagine I ask you to
incrementally add random words to a list such that no two words use any
of the same letters, and you must perform this exercise entirely in
your head, so you can't rely on a computer or even a pen and paper. If
the first in the list was, say, "fox", the second item excludes all
words with the letters F, O and X. If the next word you choose is
"tree", then the third word in the list can't have the letters F, O, X,
T, R, or E in it. As you can imagine, coming up with even a third word
might start to get just a bit tricky, especially since you can't easily
visualize the excluded letters by writing down the words. By the time
you get to the fourth, fifth and sixth words, the problem has spiraled
out of control. Now imagine trying to add the billionth word to the
list (imagine also that we're working with an infinite alphabet so you
don't run out of letters) and you can imagine how difficult it is for
even a computer to keep up. Needless to say, writing this kind of thing
"by hand" is orders of magnitude beyond the capabilities of the brain.
My background lent itself well to this kind of work though. I'd spent
years writing code and designing both analog and digital circuits, a
process that at least visually resembled these diagrams in some way. I
also had a personal affinity for combinatorics, which served me well as
I helped with the design of software running on supercomputers that
could juggle the often trillions
of rules necessary to create a valid diagram of any reasonable
complexity. This overlapped quite a bit with compiler theory as well, a
subject I always found fascinating, and in particular compiler
optimization, a field that wasn't half of what it is today back then. A
running joke among the linguistics team was that Big-O notation
couldn't adequately describe the scale of the task, so we'd substitute
other words for "big". By the time I left I remember the consensus was
"Astronomical-O" finally did it justice.
Like I said, I could go on for hours about this subject, and would love
to write at least an introductory book on the subject if it wasn't
still completely classified, but that's not the point of this letter so
I'll try to get back on track.
The last thing I'd like to discuss is how I got copies of this
material, what else I have in my possession, and what I plan to do with
it in the future.
My Collection
I worked at PACL from 1984 to 1987, by which time I was utterly burned
out. The sheer volume of details to keep in mind while working with the
diagrams was enough to challenge anyone's sanity, and I was really at
the end of my rope with the military's attitude towards our “need to
know”. Our ability to get work done was constantly hampered by their
reluctance to provide us with the necessary information, and I was
tired of bureaucracy getting in the way of research and development. I
left somewhere in the middle of a 3-month bell curve in which about a
quarter of the entire PACL staff left for similar reasons.
I was also starting to disagree with the direction the leadership
wanted to take as far as the subject of extra-terrestrials went. I
always felt that at least some form of disclosure would be beneficial,
but as a lowly CARET engineer I wasn't exactly in the position to call
shots. The truth is, our management didn't even want us discussing
non-technical aspects of this subject (such as ethical or philosophical
issues), even among ourselves, as they felt it was enough of a breach
of security to let civilians like us anywhere near this kind of thing
in the first place.
So, about 3 months before I resigned (which was about 8 months before I was really out,
since you don't just walk out of a job like that with a 2 week notice).
I decided to start taking advantage of my position. As I mentioned
earlier, my DoD experience got me into an internal management role
sooner than some of my colleagues, and after about a year of that kind
of status, the outgoing searches each night became slightly less
rigorous. Normally, we were to empty out any containers, bags or
briefcases, then remove our shirt and shoes and submit to a kind of
frisking. Work was never allowed to go home with you, no matter who you were. For me, though, the briefcase search was eventually enough.
Even before I actually decided to do it, I was sure that I would be
able to sneak certain materials out with me. I wanted to do this
because I knew the day would come when I would want to write something
like this, and I knew I'd regret it until the day I died if I didn't at
least leave the possibility open to do so. So I started photocopying
documents and reports by the dozen. I'd then put the papers under my
shirt around my lower back, tucked enough into my belt to ensure they
wouldn't fall out. I could do this in any one of a few short,
windowless hallways on some of the lower floors, which were among the
few places that didn't have an armged guard watching my every move. I'd
walk in one end with a stack of papers large enough that when I came
out the other end with some of them in my shirt, there wouldn't be a
visible difference in what I was holding. You absolutely cannot
be too careful if you're going to pull a stunt like this. As long as I
walked carefully they wouldn't make a crinkling noise. In fact, the
more papers I took, the less noise they made, since they weren't as
flimsy that way. I'd often take upwards of 10-20 pages at once. By the
time I was done, I'd made out with hundreds of photocopies, as well as
a few originals and a large collection of original photographs.
With this initial letter I have attached high resolution scans of the following:
- A page from an inventory review with a photo that appears to depict
one of the parts found in the Rajman sighting and parts very similar to
the Big Basin craft
- The first 9 pages of one of our quarterly research reports
- Scans of the original photographs used in that report, since the photocopies obscure most of the details
- 5 pages from a report on our ongoing analysis of the “language”
(inappropriately titled “linguistic analysis”), depicting the kind of
diagram just barely visible on the underside of the Big Basin craft
This material is the most relevant and explanatory I could find on
short notice. Now that these are up, IF I decide to release more in the
future, I'll be able to take my time and better search this rather
large collection of mine that I've sadly never organized. I'm not sure
what I'll be doing with the rest of the collection in the future. I
suppose I'll wait and see how this all plays out, and then play it by
ear. There are certainly risks involved in what I'm doing, and if I
were to actually be identified and caught, there could be rather
serious consequences. However, I've taken the proper steps to ensure a
reasonable level of anonymity and am quite secure in the fact that the
information I've so far provided is by no means unique among many of
the CARET participants.
Besides, part of me has always suspected that the government relies on
the occasional leak like this, and actually wants them to happen,
because it contributes to a steady, slow-paced path towards revealing
the truth of this matter.
Since Leaving CARET
Like I said, I left PACL in '87, but have kept in touch with a great
many of my friends and coworkers from those days. Most of us are
retired by now, except of course for those of us that went on to get
teaching jobs, but a few of us still hear things through the grapevine.
As for CARET itself, I'm not sure what's become of it. Whether it's
still known by the same name, I'm quite sure it's still active in some
capacity, although who knows where. I heard from a number of people
that PACL closed up shop a few years after I left, but I've still yet
to get a clear answer on why exactly that happened. But I'm sure the
kind of work we did there is still going strong. I've heard from a lot
of friends that there are multiple sites like PACL in Sunnyvale and
Mountain View, also disguised to look like unremarkable office space.
But this is all second-hand information so you can make of it what you
will.
Around 2002 or so I came across Coast to Coast AM and have been hooked
ever since. I admit, I don't take most of the show's content as
anything more than entertainment, but there have been occasions when I
could be sure a guest was clearly speaking from experience or a
well-informed source. For me, there's just something very surreal about
hearing all this speculation and so-called inside information about
UFOs and the like, but being personally able to verify at least some of
it as being true or false. It's also a nightly reminder of how hectic
things were in those days, which helps me enjoy my retirement all the
more. Knowing I'm not part of that crazy world anymore really is
something I enjoy on a daily basis, as much as I miss some of it.
Conclusion
What I've shared so far is only a very small portion of what I have,
and what I know. Despite the very sheltered and insulated atmosphere
within CARET, I did ultimately learn a great deal from various
colleagues, and some of what I learned is truly incredible. I'd also
like to say that for what it's worth, during my time there I never
heard anything about invasions, or abductions, or many of the more
frightening topics that often pop up on Coast to Coast AM. That's not
to say that none of it is true, but in my time working alongside some
of the most well-connected people in this field, it never came up. So
at the very least I can say my intent is not to scare anyone. My view
on the extra-terrestrial situation is very much a positive, albiet
still highly secretive one.
One thing I can definitely say is that if they wanted us gone, we would have been gone a very, very
long time ago, and we wouldn't even have seen it coming. Throw out your
ideas about a space war or anything silly like that. We'd be capable of
fighting back against them about as much as ants could fight back
against a stampede of buffalo. But that's OK. We're the primitive race,
they're the advanced races, and that's just the way it is. The other
advanced races let them live through their primitive years back in
their day, and there's no reason to think it will be any different for
us. They aren't in the market for a new planet, and even if they were,
there are way too many planets out there for them to care about ours
enough to take it by force.
To reiterate my take on the recent sightings, I'd guess that
experimentation done in the last couple months on a device that, among
other things, is capable of interfering with various crafts onboard
invisibility has resulted in a sudden wave of sightings. It may not
explain all of the recent events, but like I said, I'd bet my life
that's exactly what happened at Big Basin at least, and it's probably
related in some way to the Chad, Rajman and Tahoe sightings. So,
despite all the recent fanfare over this, I'd say this doesn't mean
much. Most importantly, they aren't suddenly “here”. They've been here
for a long time, but just happened to turn unintentionally visible for
brief periods recently.
Lastly, there are so many people selling books, and DVDs, and doing
lectures, and all that, that I would like to reiterate the fact that I
am not
here to sell anything. The material I'm sharing is free to distribute
provided it's all kept intact and unmodified, and this letter is
included. I tend to question the motives of anyone charging money for
their information, and will assure you that I will never do such a
thing. And in the future, just to cover all the bases, anyone claiming
to be me who's selling a DVD or book is most certainly not going to be me.
Any future releases from me will come from the email address I've used
to contact Coast to Coast AM, and will be sent to them only. I'd like
to make this clear as well to ensure that people can be sure that any
future information comes from the same source, although I must be
clear: at this time I do not have any future plans for additional
information. Time will tell how long I will maintain this policy, but
do not expect anything soon. I'd really like to let this information
“settle” for a while and see how it goes. If I find out I'm getting an
IRS audit tomorrow, then maybe this wasn't too smart. Until then, I'm
going to take it slow. I hope this information has been helpful.
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