Friday, 3 April 2015

Richplanet 2015 Tour

Richard D Hall is a solo maverick in the truth movement. He is fiercely independent and the only events he ever organizes are his own. I've been to his live shows before, for example see: (See links column for Richard's website). I'd heard some reports from others who'd attended his shows in the previous few days, but I knew that his format could change at the last minute. His work is based around current affairs so you never know what you're going to get untill you're literally sitting in front of him. The 2015 Richplanet Tour is subtitled "as NOT seen on TV" which is appropriate because Richard has had no end of trouble from the television network related to his programme; they forbid him from broadcasting all his best material and a few months ago they banned him because of his episode with Nick Kollerstrom about the Woolwich incident, see: Showcase TV are not as "controversial" as they profess. It costs Richard £600 to buy the airtime and he wonders "Is it worth it?" The good news is that all his shows are available, completely uncensored, on his website viewer, see link above. Ustane and I were familiar with the venue, as we trudged up towards it we recalled the 2013 AMMACH conference which was held there, see: Also some years earlier we had seen the late Lloyd Pye give a lecture there. The Belgrave Rooms are the city's Masonic centre and are covered with the Brotherhood's occult symbolism, see: However they have the cheapest function suite to hire in Nottingham, which makes it quite understandable that Richard and other would choose to book it. I was keen to pick up Richard's latest DVD releases from his stall; two full-length films. I was delighted to meet up with lots of my old friends; some I knew would be there, with others it was a nice surprise. Some of them had never met Ustane and it was nice to introduce them to her; the social side of these events is equally important as the lecture content itself.
Richard D Hall bounded onto the stage in his trademark dark brown suit to thunderous applause from the audience, some of whom were standing at the sides beside the packed seats. The first part of his talk was entitled: Subversion in the UK, although strictly speaking a large part of this subversion relates to an incident that did not happen in the UK, but in Portugal. It was the subject of one of Richard's new films, the second part of his expose of the Madeleine McCann case, called Buried by Mainstream Media, the True Story of Madeleine McCann- The Phantoms. The film opens with the same music that the first one does. I can't recall who Richard gets to compose his theme tunes, he did tell me once, but they're excellent at their job. Ustane and I find the score very poignant and we've started calling it "Madeleine's Requiem". Madeleine McCann was three years old in May 2007, the time she allegedly disappeared from a holiday villa at an Algarve resort in Portugal. According to her parents they left her sleeping in a bedroom with her brother and sister while they went to a restaurant for a meal just a short walk away. They nipped back to the villa regularly to check on the children and on one of these checks they found that somebody had broken in and abducted Madeleine. There was a huge international media storm and campaigns to "find Maddy now!" which raised millions of pounds. This second part of Richard's investigation provides lots of new information and maybe even some answers. The only evidence of any abduction of Madeleine comes from a few eyewitness accounts which are very dubious in themselves. One of the McCann's friends, Jane Tanner, says that she saw a man carrying a young child in his arms, yet the forensic artist's depictions of the man, whom Richard calls "Tannerman", are very vague; they even look a bit like Richard D Hall himself! What's more Ms Tanner never mentioned him at the time. Strange how one would fail to tell the police about a man seen carrying a child away from the apartment after knowing there's been an abduction of a child there. Three other suspects were seen in the area. In one case a man reported to the police that one of them had attempted to abduct his daughter, yet for some reason he only came forward after Madeleine's "abduction" had been publicized. The footprints of conspiracy lead on to where the body of Brenda Leyland was found in a hotel near Leicester, see: Richard managed to track down a former employee of the McCanns who says that nothing in Jane Tanner's story makes sense. It makes even less sense when Ms Tanner added more and more details to Tannerman's description, some of them, at least, clearly imaginary. The second supposed suspect Richard christened "Sagresman" because he was said to have been seen on the beach near the village of Sagres on Cape St Vincent, about sixteen miles from Praia da Luz where the McCanns and their friends were staying. It's chilly and windy there in April and few people would have been on the beach, yet a father claims that a man tried to kidnap his daughter there in late April, the 27th or 29th (which!?). Yet for some reason this man didn't report it to the police until after Madeleine's disappearance; he also sent the authorities on a wild goose chase across Europe to question a polish holidaymaker and his wife. The father gave his name as Nuno Lourenco and Richard suspects his story is a fantasy invented to support the idea that there was a dangerous paedophile at large in the area who was intent on abducting a young girl; this would make him an accomplice of the McCanns and their friends. Another phantom suspect, "Smithman", crops up from a report in Ireland by the Smith family from Drogehda. They claim to have seen a man walking down to the beach just after Madeleine's disappearance; he was carrying a young girl in his arms and he closely resembled Tannerman. However similar criticisms can be made of their statements that were made of Jane Tanner's. The Smiths didn't report their sighting for thirteen days, even though Madeleine's disappearance had been on the headlines across the world since then. The confusion and incompetence the Portuguese investigation suffered seems to have been the product of a spanner in the works thrown by the English translator Robert Murat; was he a mole working as part of the conspiracy too? He was eventually set up as another suspect, one more red herring to thwart police progress. Despite the disintegration of the Smithman farce, the story was promoted by Scotland Yard and even thrown together into a superficially plausible "new lead" that was included in a special report on Crimewatch UK. The McCann team also propped up Smithman in their personal publications, and it's covered by Kate McCann, Madeleine's mother, in her book. The plot is thickened even more when, unbelievably, a fourth phantom is revealed; he came forward to the police after over three years had passed and claims to be Tannerman. He was a local father carrying his daughter home from a creche. The Scotland Yard Crimewatch photographs of "Crecheman" blur his face so he's not been revealed in his full identity. Luckily Wendy Murphy, a legal expert on crimes against children, has spoken publicly about her doubt. Another is the famous TV crime reporter Shaw Taylor (sadly he's just died). I thought this odd at the time; why was Madeleine McCann's case getting so much publicity when, sadly, children disappearing like this is not unusual; in fact similar events happen literally every day. Richard thinks Madeleine died in the apartment and her parents and their friends disposed of the body, and they are covering up her death. The evidence comes from searches of the scene by sniffer dogs which picked up the smell of blood and dead bodies there. Also the McCanns' stories are full of contradictions and very imprecise information. The McCanns' "charity" is connected to some extremely untrustworthy people including high diplomatic officials, media spin doctors from Tony Blair's government, fifth column psychological mind-controllers and also supposed private investigators with links to fraud, espionage and organized crime. Even the Pope offered his moral support. The question is, did the parents murder Madeleine or did she die of natural causes? If it's the latter then why didn't they just say so? They were on holiday with a group of about seven friends, with children of their own, "the Tapas Seven" as they've been christened, and it looks as though they're involved too. Did one of the friends kill Madeleine? If so why are the parents collaborating with them? If the parents are the culprits then why are these friends collaborating with the McCanns? The entire group of people surrounding the McCanns even tried to frame somebody for kidnapping Madeleine; it's totally "Bob Lazar" as Richard himself would say. Why has Madeleine McCann's supposed kidnapping been made such a cause celebre involving such high profile people, front-page headlines and official institutions? There are no certain answers yet. Richard speculates that it might have something to do with organized child abuse and MI5 involvement in it, like at Kincora Boys Home. Possibly, we know MI5 were involved in that, see: The DVD of this film can be purchased here:
Richard D Hall's second new production is called An Independent Investigation into the Cumbria Shootings- Patsy Driver; it is a new viewpoint on one of the worst firearms offences in British history. The official story goes that Derrick Bird, a mild-mannered taxi driver from Rowrah, Cumbria who had been behaving perfectly normally up to that point, suddenly got up one morning in June 2010 and went on a killing spree; he shot dead twelve people and injured eleven others before driving to an isolated rural lane and turning his gun on himself. However, as is often the case, the truth behind the news is more complicated, and it's deliberately hidden by the authorities. It does seem as if Derrick Bird did carry out some of the attacks, but the evidence for the party line, that he was the only killer, simply isn't there. Like Lee Harvey Oswald, Sirhan Sirhan and Mark Chapman, he is a "patsy", somebody manipulated into taking the blame for the secret crimes of others. In fact I think the Derrick Bird incident has remarkable similarities to the Port Arthur shooting in which a young man called Martin Bryant supposedly gunned down people at a tourist cafe in Australia; but the evidence doesn't match, see: In the case of Chapman, who allegedly shot John Lennon, and Sirhan, who is supposed to have killed Robert Kennedy, the patsies were in a trance state and probably under mind control, see: The same possibility emerges in the Derrick Bird case, although Channel 4's documentary on the subject was a typical pathetic primetime whitewash. As far as the witnesses to the shootings go, not all of them saw the gunman and of those only a few got a good look at his face. The witness who got the best look at him describes him as somebody who is totally different to Bird in appearance. As with 9/11 and 7/7, the CCTV evidence which has been released to the public, is scant, ambiguous and, so it seems, specifically selected to conceal and mislead. Richard's research is thorough and systematic; he retraces the route supposedly taken by Bird that day and interviews some of the witnesses himself. The region is a close-knit community and many of the residents knew Bird personally; they all say that he was not somebody they would ever suspect of being a mass murderer. There are also discrepancies in their testimonies. The gunman... or gunmen's taxies were Citroen Picassoes, but in some cases it's reported as greyish blue, on other cases maroon. In Whitehaven the killer shot out his left quarterlight, yet in other places the witnesses say that all the car's glass was intact. Some of the CCTV shows a vehicle with a taxi sign on the roof, in others this is absent. Some of the people involved with the victims are very reluctant to speak to the media, and one of them called the police when Richard approached them. The people who live in the inland areas in the later part of Bird's supposed rampage are the most cagey of all and Richard says: "It's like drawing teeth to get them to make a statement after Seascale!". I had a similar reception in Nottingham when making inquiries about Helen Duncan, see: Neil Sanders is featured in the film in a few scenes describing how "Manchurian candidates" can be programmed using the methods developed many years ago during the CIA's MK Ultra project (see here for more information on Neil's work: Was Derrick Bird one of these hypnotized assassins? Were other operatives driving different cars used to carry out some of the other killings? Was bird murdered? He might have been shot by somebody else, like Oswald was by Jack Ruby, or programmed to shoot himself. Either way the end result was that there were no suspects to try for murder and the legalities of the case were dealt with by a coroner's inquest. These are much easier to rig than criminal trials. If the official story is true and Derrick Bird was the proverbial "lone nut" then why would he do it? The papers have tabled a whole array of motives, that he was angry over financial issues, even though he had £22,000 in the bank. He also supposedly had woman trouble and issues at work. Also apparently the taxman was after him, even though he was not eligible to pay tax. His first alleged victim was his own twin brother, although there's little evidence to link Bird with the killing; the same goes for his solicitor Kevin Commons. All in all the official story of Derrick Bird makes no more sense than the official story of Madeleine McCann. If something else was going on, and that multiple killers were used along with the mind controlled Bird, then why? If we assume that the government or elite were behind this incident then there is definitely a cast iron motive to kill one of the individuals on Bird's inventory of death: the second victim, Bird's solicitor, Kevin Commons. This is because Commons was attempting to prosecute United Utilities, the company running the local waterworks. The allegation was that the company had mismanaged the nearby reservoirs causing them to overflow into adjoining rivers. This had resulted in massive floods which caused millions of pounds worth of damage and caused many people to lose their homes. A policeman was drowned in the torrent bravely keeping people away from a bridge just before it was destroyed by the deluge. Mr Commons was leading a class action lawsuit against the company; powerful people were in danger of losing millions and even ending up in jail for criminal negligence. Interestingly, two senior executives of the water company resigned around the time of the Derrick Bird shooting and Commons' replacement solicitor was investigated for fraud, perhaps on trumped-up charges. The other eleven victims might have been an attempt to camouflage their real objective by burying it under a pile of shock and horror. The media seemed to react very quickly, suspiciously so. The BBC presented their regional news programme from Whitehaven; which means they must have been planning to do so before the shootings even took place; how is that possible? An Independent Investigation into the Cumbria Shootings- Patsy Driver can be purchased here: The fifth anniversary of the incident is coming up in a couple of months so this film is an opportunity to cut across the propaganda.
Richard has been approached several times by mainstream media and in the London lecture last year (see link above) he explains how he was asked by Plum Pictures to take part in The Great UFO Conspiracy while they were in preproduction. He wisely told them where to go, as did I; the end result has completely vindicated us, see: However the word has not got round yet because a lady called Jenny Kleeman asked him to take part in a "documentary" she is making about alternative views on the fate of Madeleine McCann... you can guess what Richard said. Then lo and behold, she turns up at the event! Actually she just hung around outside hoping to get a vox populi on Richard's talk (if you ask me I think she fancies him!). Richard talked more about the media, highlighting something I've noticed myself, but not given much thought to. Because newspaper sales are dropping, newspaper stands are found in places they would not have been a few years ago, like supermarkets and department stores. Also more free papers are coming out, most notably Metro, a paper that people can just pick up and read from free racks on busses and trains etc; it makes all its income from its ad pages. Another trick the media use is to create false role-models and Richard asked his viewers to vote on who they thought was the biggest of these. I voted for Russell Brand; I said: "Russell Brand, a man who is being very highly promoted in the mainstream for his supposed anti-establishment views.  Brand used to be a friend of David Icke and knows about the idea that 9/11 was an inside job, but will not say so publicly. David told him: 'Walk the talk or walk away!' and they haven't spoken since. Brand is being led along by his giant ego and his puppet masters feed it to make him do whatever they want him to." Brand is bringing out a film very soon about bankers, but will it be anything other than controlled opposition? Doubt it, but we'll find out; I'll review it. However, Brand was beaten into second place by the man anybody who knows me will have thought I was going to vote for, that smiling Simeon of the small screen, Prof. Brian Cox. I've written about Cox an awful lot, maybe too much, but I stand by what I've been saying; His Royal Coxness is playing a very important and unique role in media mind control and disinformation, see: Other nominated media reaction agents include Stephen Fry; he presents a comedy quiz show called QI and it has a very Skeptic-based theme. He recently appeared on Irish TV presenting some rather theologically weak arguments for atheism; and his co-host on QI is none other than Dan Schreiber, presenter of The Great UFO Travesty, see: Jeremy Clarkson was also nominated by a few of the voters. Clarkson has been in trouble many times at the BBC, for instance he once described a very dark place as: "dark as Lenny Henry in a cave!" Lenny Henry being a well-known black comedian. That metaphor is completely benign as far as I can see yet there was uproar; black celebrities came on TV to say how disgusted they were and "race relations" groups lambasted him. Clarkson doesn't care and I respect him for that. Interestingly it's in the news at the moment that Clarkson has been sacked from his job at the BBC; therefore somebody with the initials "JC" is being crucified at Easter... you have to credit the Loomies for their sense of humour! I got into a heated argument with somebody over Clarkson because this person I know thinks that anybody who so much as mentions Clarkson has fallen for a simple distraction psy-op; I disagree. I think there is an agenda over Clarkson; but it's not distraction, it's cultural Marxism. Jeremy Clarkson has failed to abide by the political correctness rules of society and therefore he has been pilloried as a warning to the rest of us. Appropriately, Richard then went on to discuss the work of Yuri Besmenov, a former KGB agent and defector from the Soviet Union during the Cold War. He has revealed the psychological warfare tactics used by communist agents who infiltrate and corrupt an enemy state in order to make it become communist itself. What he reveals is deeply chilling because it's exactly what I see in the world today being carried out by cultural Marxist fifth column organizations like Common Purpose, the Fabian Society and the Frankfurt School. These methods include sewing discord and confusion, breaking up relationships and families, and destroying a sense of cultural identity. Things such as feminism, so called "anti-racism" and the abuse of white, straight males are a part of that, see: and: A lot of people make the mistake of seeing Marxism as an anti-authoritarian idea, a quest for freedom; this is how it presents itself. It's an easy trap to fall into, especially if you're young and naive. I myself was seduced by it for a short period in my late teens when I became an active trade unionist; luckily it was a phase I quickly got over.
Richard talked some more about the media and about how minor issues are blown out of all proportion to cover bigger issues; the MP expenses scandal and phone hacking inquest are examples. The real stories lie underneath. I myself have always said: when a story like that breaks out on page 1, look and see what's on page 15! According to Richard, the globalists probably have their eyes fixed on Malaysia right now. This is because it's predominantly Muslim, it has natural resources and it has recently held a war crimes tribunal against Tony Blair and George W Bush; it also doesn't currently owe any money to the World Bank and has not sold off its gold at discount prices like most other countries. Could this be why Malaysian Airlines have had such bad luck lately, losing two aircraft in the space of a few months? Richard has calculated the odds of that happening by chance and they're staggeringly small. However Skeptics will still say this is "just a coincidence!" And this brings us on to the coincidence fallacy. Nothing physically possible is so unlikely that you can say: "This can NEVER happen!" therefore a Skeptic can use a coincidence call to debunk almost anything. There needs to be a discussion about what "level of likelihood" would become the universally agreed cut-off point between what is to be considered random and what is to be considered intentional, a statistical ceiling. This so far has never been done and therefore coincidence has become something of a trump card for Skeptics, an unfalsifiable wreaking ball that they can drive into any debate, see here for more details: Richard paused the footage of the Malaysian trial of Blair and Bush and pointed dramatically at the screen where Alfred Webre can be seen on the presiding panel. Actually this is not a scoop by Richard; Alfred has said several times himself how he took part in that war crimes tribunal.
However this was a good segueway into the subject of controlled opposition in the Truth movement. I think it's fair to say that Richard regards much of the rest of the Conspirasphere with suspicion and disdain. Sometimes he is unfair, as I said in my review of the London event, see above. This may be one of the reasons he has remained such a lone wolf. He has never openly made unfounded accusations, but he has implied many times that certain individuals within the UFO/conspiracy/paranormal community are compromised. He is no doubt correct in some cases, but I caution him against being overzealous. I've explained in a recent HPANWO TV production how excessive and hasty shill-shaming can do far more harm than good, see: One of the few people Richard does trust and works closely with is Andrew Johnson who has also suggested several people as possible candidates for cointelpro. A lot of Andrew's frustration comes from a very legitimate and justified gripe: why has the 9/11 Truth movement been so reluctant to accept the definitive research of Dr Judy Wood? In his book Andrew relates how 9/11 Truthers, who themselves have been misrepresented and ridiculed by believers in the official nineteen hijackers story, go on themselves to misrepresent and ridicule Dr Judy Wood and her discoveries when they really should know better, see: I myself have fallen into conflict over this, see: Andrew is correct when he says that the "thermitically correct" brigade is a controlled response to 9/11, but I suspect that most of the antagonists he describes in his book are not knowing agents who are purposively corrupting the 9/11 Truth Movement; they have merely come down with a failure of nerve. They are frightened to step outside the norms created by the masters of deception who are running the show. A good example of this is the aforementioned Alfred Webre. Webre was interviewing Leuren Moret one day when he interrupted her and told her not to mention Dr Judy Wood; why? The answer might lie in my own experience with the "stop Kevin Annett!" cult; see the link above to my film The Shill Squad. Did Alfred join those people because he was rationally and politely persuaded? I doubt it; based on their usual conduct I suspect he was bullied and browbeaten into accepting their dogma. If so then this would mean he is not very resilient when targeted by "truth mobs" and there have been some really nasty examples of those truth mobs tying to chivvy and chase people away from Dr Judy Wood. There are other kinds of norms in 9/11 Truth. In the UK the "official" 9/11 Truth Movement is very sensitive about its image; it is affiliated to the Stop the War Coalition... although I suspect that this affiliation is one-way and the StWC doesn't reciprocate. However UK 9/11 Truth portrays itself as very middle class and centre left. It eschews anything it considers too "far out" for their shop window, which is why Dr Judy Wood is so unwelcome. Whenever they even bring up the subject of Dr Judy Wood, or "Judy Wood" as they insist on calling her, their line tends to be more: "but what will people think of us!?" instead of: "She's wrong because..." UKT-9/11 wants to be seen as distinctly separate from the rest of the Conspirasphere, which is why I didn't fit in there. I really must one day write a piece on my own experience of my involvement with them, but my general unspoken feelings were well worded by Joshua Blakeney, a British researcher based in Canada: "Do these people really think that if they just spend enough time wearing suits and voting for the Green Party then eventually The Guardian will agree to investigate 9/11 Truth!?"
At the moment Richard awaits his challenge to engage our Fearless Leader David Cameron is a live public debate... which would be hell of a lot more exciting than the election debates that are on TV at the moment. However his eyes have also turned skywards as questions are coming in about Mars. At the moment there are several spacecraft on Mars, including mobile rovers; however Richard is wondering if these missions are faked and the images we see of the Red Planet are just pictures of remote locations on Earth; this is similar to the notion that the moon landings were faked, see: It's perfectly possible, after all if NASA can fake men on the moon, robots on Mars shouldn't be a problem; they don't even have to worry about private individuals with telescopes any more. Why would NASA fake data from Mars? Perhaps because they're trying to cover up evidence of life there. Richard is also changing his strategy to one much more proactive than reactive and he wants to set up his own free energy research project, see: There are a few existing ones of these like Dr Steven Greer's, but this is not to be trusted, see: Michael Tellinger has just emailed his list with an announcement of a free energy discovery; hope it's the real thing, but either way the more people who research this subject the better.

Richard received a well-earned cheer at the end of his lecture. At the time of writing his tour is still underway so do go and see him if you can: Although we have definite differences of opinion, Richard is somebody I really respect and we need more like him if we're going to see the end of this New World Order... and we are. It was getting late by the end of the event and Ustane and I had to catch a bus so we couldn't stay around to talk to Richard, Andrew or any of our other friends who had travelled there. As we left the Belgrave Rooms we saw Jenny Kleeman interviewing a member of the audience. We walked quickly on by.
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Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Area 51 Alien Interview- New Research

The following was posted in the YouTube description box of a video uploaded on the 4th of January 2015 by the user "JennyArea51Insider":
My name? My name is... it doesn't matter; just call me "Jenny". I was a scientist working for... actually I'm not a hundred percent sure WHO I was working for. The truth is, I was originally a scientist at an average pharmaceutical company laboratory. One day somebody in a dark suit who didn't introduce himself came to see me and said I'd been "selected". He offered me a job with five times my current salary, no questions asked; well, I jumped at it on the spot. I had to sign any number of secrecy papers, but I didn't stop to read the small print. My mortgage was year in arrears, I was about to lose my house, my husband was threatening to run off with the kids; what would YOU have done!? I travelled to work every day from Las Vegas McCarren International Airport on a Janet plane to the airbase you know as "Area 51"; I won't tell you its real name. From there I got on a bus without windows and a dark curtain over the driver's cab and we drove a few miles to... somewhere nearby, don't know in which direction exactly. It was underground, don't know how deep; it took three minutes down in a lift, that's all I can tell you. No stairs, no fire escape. Armed security guards in masks everywhere! Guns pointing at you every second! I can't give you too many details about my job; it might reveal my identity and that of others. But basically I had to do tests on these... things... creatures; I don't know what they were or where they came from, but the word is our employers have their spacecraft in hangers at ground level. The creatures were kept on the deepest level of the basement. Little short, spindly humanoids. They were grey-coloured and had wrinkly skin, almost reptilian. Their eyes!... Oh my God! They were like huge black holes! And if you looked into them it gave you the strangest feeling, like they were reading your thoughts. I had to analyze what they called "blood" and "skin", but it was nothing like that from any animal I was familiar with. I don't know if they were there of their own free will or they were prisoners. Some of them died and once or twice we did a post-mortem. I had to film them with a camera. At the end of the examination we always stored any film, photographs and documents in a special vault with an electronic registry system for checking items in and out. Anyway, yesterday after one of these examinations, I had to stow the film and the registry computer crashed just after I'd scanned the film in. It failed just in time before the door on the vault shut, so it was left hanging open. I suddenly realized that as far as the records were concerned the film was filed correctly with the door sealed, but in fact it was still in front of me with the door open... if I took it out, nobody would know. I never planned this, honestly! The thought never even crossed my mind before! The idea just suddenly popped into my head and I acted instinctively. I knew I had to hide it because our pockets and bags are searched and scanned. The film was on a very small mini-disk so I ripped a hole in my stocking and shoved it into my shoe. I pushed it down so it was under the arch of my foot and walked off. I could feel it there, digging into the sole of my foot. I hoped that the leather of my shoe would shield it from the body scanner we have to go through when entering or leaving the complex. God, I was scared, because if it wasn't hidden alright I'd be caught red-handed! People on the staff just "disappear" every so often and rumour has it they're not just sacked. But it was too late to turn back! Whew! The scanner didn't buzz. I tried hard to look and act normal as we went up in the lift to the big enclosed car park where the bus picks us up. When I got off the Janet at McCarren I almost fainted with relief. Anyway I didn't go straight home but used a library many miles away in another town; don't want my home computer to be traced. I've never had a YouTube account before but it was easy to set one up anonymously. I had to convert the files because they're in some very weird format, but I managed to do it and so what you're seeing here is what I filmed. I think the world has a right to know what's going on in secret deep below Area 51!... See here for the video:
The above makes disturbing reading. It's similar to what has been posted many times all over the Internet almost since the World Wide Web began. You may be wondering who "Jenny" or "JennyArea51Insider" is and whether her story is real or not; let me tell you right now that is it not real. "Jenny" doesn't exist; I invented her myself and completely made up the story you've just read. The video link is one I corrupted which is why it's blank; don't worry it wasn't taken down by the CIA before you got the chance to watch it. But if I can do that so can many other people, and indeed they have. Normally accompanying these angst-ridden blurbs are the videos themselves; I've found several hundred on YouTube of varying degrees of quality and persuasiveness. The most well-known is Ray Santilli's notorious "Alien Autopsy", now completely discredited; but it's not the only one by far. However most of the others are more recent and, as I say, fairly unconvincing. There are exceptions though. I'd say generally older videos are more likely to be the real thing; though not always of course, as in the case of the Santilli film. The reason I trust the old ones more is because of the lack of very good and easily accessible special effects that is the curse of the modern age; what I whinge about here: This inundation of home Photoshopping has caused major obstacles for serious paranormal research; there is now a catastrophic signal-to-noise ratio problem in UFOlogy. It's sad because some of these videos could be real, but how can we possibly sort the wheat from the chaff? I can walk down a high street in Nairobi and purchase a software suite, for an affordable price, that will give me the ability to create realistic imagery that it is virtually impossible to prove as fake. Photographic evidence simply does not carry the same weight that it used to. It's a shame because if my fictional character Jenny has counterparts in real life then what would they do? Send their film to the press? No, she'd suspect the package would be intercepted. She would want to be able to publish the evidence herself, instantly, to the maximum possible audience. The chances are that a real person in that situation would indeed upload the material to YouTube and other similar video sharing sites. Of course these video sites usually have comments boxes under each video and how would they read?: "Another fake", "Total BS", "Fake as Jordan's tits!", "Pwned!" "Get a life, m8", "not another one!". Therefore the people who make these fake videos are doing genuine investigation a great disservice. Poor Jenny would become the ultimate little boy who cried wolf, through no fault of her own.

The timing of the release of the Santilli film in May 1995 could be significant, for reasons I'll detail later. It was a sensation across the world and in August a US network documentary was broadcast all about the film which achieved massive viewing figures, see: The high public approval of the film was not reflected within the UFOlogical community. Very few experts thought it was real; most were either on the fence or denounced it as a fake, including Philip Mantle who has written an essential and definitive book on the subject, see: It didn't take long before gaps and inconsistencies emerged in the film and Santilli's story, and his small cluster of supporters began to drain away; but it was not until 2006 that Santilli eventually made a full confession. This was timed to coincide with the premier of the Warner Brothers feature film all about him, Alien Autopsy, staring Ant and Dec, see:, but that was eleven years later. Throughout the intervening decade if you said "alien autopsy" to anybody, almost all of them would immediately think of the Santilli film. However during that entire fame, fortune and media furore a second similar incident took place that received a fraction of the publicity, in fact today it is virtually unknown outside the UFO community. On Friday July the 26th 1996, a man phoned the Los Angeles offices of Rocket Pictures, a film and TV production company, and claimed to be in possession of a VHS cassette containing taped footage of an extraterrestrial being. The man called himself "Victor" and gave no further information about himself. Rocket Pictures asked to see the tape and Victor sent them a copy, not the original. After viewing it they asked Victor if he would be willing to be interviewed; he agreed, but only under very stringent protocols. Victor went to extraordinary lengths to withhold his identity; he wore a wig and a mask over his face, and he was shot in silhouette. He also used a sound modulator to disguise his voice. He insisted that the interview be scripted with a list of questions he had to approve first. He revealed that he had been present at Area 51 a short time before; Area 51 is a highly secret military compound in Nevada USA rumoured to be the location of covert government UFO research. However he wouldn't say what his job there is, or whether he was an employee, contractor or visitor; only that he had cause to be present on the base for whatever reason. His demeanour is very sullen and irritable; one gets the sense that he feels frightened and insecure. He speaks slowly and carefully, as if contemplating his words in advance. He chides the interviewer several times for deviating from the script and at one point walks out of the studio and has to be coaxed back. He gives a few details about how he managed to get hold of the recording. The film archive at Area 51 was all being transferred from video tape to digital disk and during this process some of it was inadvertently mislaid in the incorrect data system and this was how it came into Victor's possession. The film itself is silent; Victor says that the original does have a soundtrack, but that he removed it from the copy because he's concerned that it could disclose the identities of the people featured. The film is two minutes and fifty-five second long and is filmed from a single static camera on a continuous shot. The location is very dark and only a few small lights appear to be lit. In the foreground two people sit with their backs to the camera, half in and out of frame on each side. In front of them is what looks like table on which are laid some unidentifiable objects; although one of them is clearly some kind of electronic display which has a pulsating blue-white light. Another object is set to the right of the table that looks like it might be some coat hangers, although that resemblance is probably spurious. The background is completely black and only two squares of light show which might be TV screens or windows. It is later revealed that they are actually reflections from light sources behind the camera on a glass partition that is placed between the people and the table. A spotlight is shone at the end of the table revealing an unearthly creature with a large bulbous head and huge black eyes. Its skin is orangey brown or terracotta in colour. Its lower face is diminutive and seems to consist of just a snout with a small mouth and no lips; no nose is visible, although it turns out later that the being has a small one. The entity's shoulders are visible and they are very small in proportion to its head by human standards. The being moves its head smoothly at first as if looking around itself, but then it slumps over; I get the feeling it is sitting on a chair of some kind. It starts throwing its head around it fast jerky motions. The pulsating light on the device on the table changes its rhythm, giving the impression that this is some kind of medical monitor to which the being is hooked up, although it doesn't resemble any conventional vital signs monitors that are used in hospitals. The creature opens and closes its mouth over and over. It appears to be in distress. The two people in the foreground begin moving around too, as if concerned for the entity's wellbeing. Then two men emerge from the background dressed in surgical scrubs, hats and masks and medical gloves. They appear to be doctors and they begin holding the being's head and examining its face with penlights. It's hard to be sure, but it looks as if red liquid is issuing from its mouth and a part of its face which is where a nose would be expected to seen; one of the medics definitely wipes the creature's mouth with a cloth. On the bottom of the frame is printed DNI/27 and next to it is a time code which is set at 04:00:18 at the start; yet there are second fraction digits too, like an athletics stopwatch. It's not clear whether this indicates an elapsed time or the time of day. Victor says that "DNI" stands for "Department of Naval Intelligence"; however there is no such organization, at least in the United States. There is an Office of Naval Intelligence. Unless the "Department of Naval Intelligence" is a codename for part of the black budget world.
Victor explains that this is actually an "interview" in which the scientists on the project sit the alien being down and ask it questions. He describes the footage as late in a series of films made in a laboratory at "S4", a super-secret facility within the already top secret Area 51 base. S4 is alleged to be subterranean and lie underneath Papoose Lake, a dry lake bed south of Groom Lake where the main "Dreamland" base is and another witness, Bob Lazar, has already gone public about his service there. There are a number of aliens living at S4, whether as guests or prisoners, nobody is completely sure. The reason there's a glass partition is because it is actually a window; the alien is sitting in a separate room which is hermetically sealed to protect it from infection. It is very sensitive to terrestrial microbes. The being can't speak but can communicate telepathically and so a human with psychic abilities, termed a "telepath", needs to be present to interpret the being's thought forms into human language. There are a number of researchers sitting on the near side of the partition along with the psychic. Behind the camera there are allegedly a number of other seats. The entity being filmed has been at S4 since 1989 and so we can date the time of the interview between that year and 1996 when Victor went public. Once or twice a month the researchers carry out these "interviews" for a few hours; if they try to any more often or for longer periods the alien becomes unresponsive. Victor describes this programme as having limited success. Translation of its thoughts via the psychic is not always reliable. When it comes to scientific subjects communication often breaks down; the project's experts think this is because humans are not capable of understanding the advanced level of knowledge that the being's species has achieved. Interestingly the entity finds it easier to share information on spiritual concepts like the nature of the soul, life after death and reincarnation. It regards the body as a temporary material vessel or container for an eternal aetheric spirit; a common concept in many of the human world's religions. The reason the laboratory is so dark is because the aliens can't stand bright light. Their meagre build suggests that they evolved in a habitat that has a weaker gravitational field than that of the Earth and the creature did strike me as finding it difficult to hold its head upright. It can breathe our atmosphere with difficulty; this may well be one of the reasons these creatures suffer from so many health problems. Victor says that the emergency response from the medical team is far too slow and that the physicians chosen for the project tend to be selected on the grounds that they're unlikely to spill the beans rather than for their professional competence. Rocket Pictures decided to ask some special effects and movie props designers for their opinions. These were divided over the issue; some denounced it immediately as fake and Academy award-winning Rick Baker said unequivocally that the alien was a puppet with an operator sitting behind it in the dark moving it with his hand inside the head. However renowned image analyst Jim Dilettoso said that he couldn't work out how this effect could have been made. TV make-up expert John Criswell is more cautious, but still concedes that special effects couldn't explain everything and that if it were a fake, it was extraordinarily good. Like Rick Baker he believed that the darkness of the scene was used to hide a puppeteer or marionette strings. The viewpoint of those with a UFOlogist persuasion was similarly mixed. Robert O Dean, a former NATO intelligence expert was very upset by the video to the point that he wept; he's has a reputation on the scene for being an empath. Abductee author Whitley Strieber said "I hope to God it's fake because if it's not it makes me ashamed for mankind!" The Skeptics will love this, but Rocket paid Victor a considerable amount of money in rights for their use of the footage. Victor is unrepentant. He is aware how the money angle will be interpreted by detractors, but he has endangered not only his career but also his life; he needs a degree of financial compensation and also the funds necessary to protect himself should the authorities attempt retribution against him. Rocket eventually produced a TV documentary about the Interview, presented by the actor Steven Williams who played the black "Mr X" in The X-Files; it includes a complete and uninterrupted playback of the footage under question at 31.35, see: A few weeks later Victor was interviewed by Art Bell on Coast to Coast AM, see: Victor's strategy is very different from other Area 51 whistleblowers like Bob Lazar and David Adair. These men chose to reveal their identity completely and hoped that nobody would dare to open fire in the middle of a crowd of people who knew who they were. There is sound logic behind this; if Bob Lazar had suffered any kind of illness or injury, or if he had committed suicide, after he came out, it would prove him right in the eyes of many. It would therefore be counterproductive for the authorities to carry out any kind of violent retaliation against Lazar. Far better just let him ramble on and hope as few people as possible took him seriously. Victor aggressively maintains his anonymity and this has its risks. If he were to "fall under a bus", so to speak, nobody would know. All that would happen is that people would stop hearing from him and he would vanish. However Victor is careful to state in the documentary that he has made plans in case that should happen, for a "dead man's trigger" to ensure that the nature of his demise would be not be silent. I imagine he hopes his former employers were all watching.
The reaction to the Alien Interview was comparatively negligible outside the world of UFO and conspiratorial interest groups; as I said the Alien Autopsy was enjoying the limelight, as well as having to endure burgeoning scepticism and Skepticism. Research into the Interview failed to turn up any further clues. Victor remained untraceable, unidentified and enigmatic; nobody knew where he was, or even if he were alive or dead. The best UFOlogists have the abilities and tenacity of Chandleresque detectives and can usually shake some information from the tree, even if it is ambiguous and disputed, as they very swiftly did with the Alien Autopsy; but the background to Victor and his story remained completely nebulous. For a while there was some speculation that Victor was actually Whitley Strieber, but that was quickly discounted. During his 1997 Coast to Coast interview Victor declared that this would be his last ever public appearance. After the initial video analysis no further progress on the study of the Interview footage was made until over seventeen years had passed, as I'll detail later. However, in June 2008, totally out of the blue, Victor once again contacted Rocket Pictures asking for a new interview and demanding further payment for it. This time the interview was outdoors. The host picked him up in a car and they drove to an isolated lay-by out in the country. There were some theatrics to Victor's disguise this time; he wore a comical rubber mask of the American statesman Donald Rumsfeld and carried a back-scratcher in his hand. Eleven years had done nothing to lighten his mood; on the contrary, he sounded more frightened and belligerent than ever. He was very unhappy about his feature on Coast to Coast and regrets getting involved. He is highly critical of Rocket and their treatment of him. He also very vocally rebukes the UFOlogy community for what he sees as their lack of proper investigation into the matter, unfairly I think; and for their selfishness and egotism in promoting themselves personally. It's strange because Victor expresses both annoyance at people for not debunking his video at the same time that he boasts about how nobody has managed to debunk it. Later on in the interview Victor becomes unwell; he begins panting and spluttering. He pauses and bends down, in an appropriately similar manner to the alien in the footage. He then goes on to talk about figures in government who are behind the UFO agenda. Victor says that Dick Cheney, who was the vice-president at the time, knows everything. Donald Rumsfeld was a "bombastic clown". This is interesting regarding Victor's disguise; is it implying that Rumsfeld was nothing but a pawn having his back scratched by those higher up who know everything? He regards President Bush as an ignorant puppet; perhaps today President Obama is the same. He then says that his "container has reached its expiration date" which implies in the alien context that he is terminally ill. Then in a chilling tone he predicts the end of the world very soon, but doesn't elaborate how this might happen. He does tell us that it will happen before the year 2017 and that it is directly connected to the relationship between human leaders and the aliens at S4. Victor ends with a quote from the 1st century Greek philosopher Strabo which sums up his mindset at the time: "When I am gone let earth and fire mix, it will mean nothing to me." Rocket released the new interview as part of a special edition DVD which includes both the original 1997 documentary and the 2008 interview, the edition linked above, plus bonus features. It received moderate and limited attention; after all it's just one more alien autopsy film, right?
That was pretty much where the situation remained for the next five years; still nothing more surfaced; Victor's latest appearance led nowhere. If his self-prognosis is correct then he must have passed away quite a while ago. Then in 2013, from across the Atlantic, Andrew Burlington a man from London began releasing material onto YouTube that reawakened the debate. Operating under the webname "Victor Nevada", Burlington uploaded a series of multiple videos to his channel TheAlienInterview, see: I was contacted personally by Andrew Burlington and he sent me a special DVD of additional material that has contributed to this article. After a painstaking frame-by-frame analysis, the first thing he points out is something missed by Jim Dilettoso, John Criswell and Rick Baker. The eyes of the being in the video change shape; they're not fixed as they would be on a dummy, but dilate and contract as if the creature has working eyelids. I'm not sure if this means the being is capable of closing its eyes like a terrestrial vertebrate can, but it does appear to have some kind of musculature in its forehead and eye sockets. This kind of effect can be simulated in a model using robotic attachments called "animatronics", rather like the model of the girl's head in the movie The Exorcist; but this is extremely difficult to do properly and very expensive, especially if the effect is to be believable. It's beyond the capabilities of anybody but a professional film studio. When the medics bring out their penlights we see the creature's shoulders, upper arms and torso for the first time and it appears to be able to move those too, albeit very feebly. It shrugs its right shoulder slightly when the man lays his hand on it. Burlington has also confirmed the presence of the red fluid issuing from the entity's nose and mouth. The eyes move when the medics shine the penlight into the them too, as if the creature's eyes are reacting to the sudden increase in light. It also appears to have reflexes that respond to the environment around it. The movement of the mouth is also more pronounced than was previously thought. The researcher Sean David Morton found the electronic instrument with the pulsating light interesting; the pulse changed at exactly the right time as the creature became distressed. This would be hard to synchronize if it were a puppet. If this device is some kind of medical monitor for the being's heart, or whatever else it has that might be similar to a heart, then it responds directly to every change in the creature's condition. Jaime Maussan showed the footage to a cardiologist who agreed that the film was real for that reason; if the being were a puppet how could the operator synchronize their own movements with the light pulse? I wrote to Sean David Morton while preparing this review and he comments thus: "I was there at the START of the STORY! I am convinced the film is COMPLETELY REAL, and even those who thought it was not, said that even a HOAX this good would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. THE HEART MONITOR IN THE BACK IS THE KEY! It has an ALIEN HEARTBEAT and is PERFECTLY SYNCHED with every action on the screen". Burlington also picks up on an error made by Dilettoso in the first investigation. Dilettoso claims that the original footage, which the video was copied from, was shot on film; this contradicts Victor's statement when he said that the film was all digitally recorded onto video tape. The reason Dilettoso thinks this is because of the two square lights in the background. He says that these are TV screens and if a video shot includes a TV screenover you get an effect of "Moire patterns", radiating interference lines on the image. I would ask firstly why he assumes these square lights are TV screens. I can't tell what they are; my first thought was that they were little windows. But even if they were TV screens, Burlington has spotted another problem. When the medics burst in you'll see that one of them moves in front of one of the "screens". The only way this is possible is if the footage is being shot through a glass panel and the square light is actually a reflection off the glass of something behind the camera. If so then this would back up Victor's testimony because he did say that there was a glass partition between the place of filming and the chamber the containing the alien. There's also a tantalizing link in the appearance of the alien itself. According to some leaked documents discovered by Tony Dodd, the South African Air Force shot down an unidentified flying object on the 7th of May 1989. This object came to grief in the Kalahari Desert just over the border in Namibia and it was secretly salvaged by the military; and then transported to the United States, the inevitable end to any such event it seems. The craft had two alien beings on board whose description match the creature in Victor's film, the terracotta skin, the big black eyes, the gourd-shaped head with bulbous protrusions at the back and sides. Burlington has also found marks on the head which could match the injuries sustained during the crash, as the South African documents reveal. This could also explain the entity's poor health. What's more Victor said that these creatures arrived at S4 in 1989, the same year as the Kalahari crash. It could be argued that Victor made the story up by getting his information from simply reading Tony Dodd's book, Alien Investigator, where Dodd first reveals this information; the only problem is that this book wasn't published until 1999, three whole years after the Alien Interview tape came to light. One of Burlington's most significant breakthroughs is something that might appear very obvious, he brightened up the image. It amazes me that Dilettoso didn't think of that, not least because it is the image in Dilettoso's own studio, screenovered in the 1997 documentary, which formed the data source for Burlington's research. This makes me suspicious of Dilettoso; how incompetent can one be by accident? Or was he censored? What Dilettoso and Burlington have both done is brighten the image enough so that some features that are normally shrouded by darkness are now visible. We can see the upper body of the creature quite distinctly as well as the edge of the table, the pulsating light instrument and more of the other equipment on it. We can see that one of the people sitting in the foreground has a patch on their sleeve and an epaulette indicating that it's a military uniform. However, most important of all, we can see no other people in the scene. Rick Baker said that the alien is definitely a large glove puppet, so where's the puppeteer? There is nobody sitting behind the being with his hand inside operating the head. There are no marionette strings; none can be seen at all even when the medics enter and shine their torches around the place. What's more the medic's bodies would probably interfere with the strings even if they were there. So, as Sherlock Holmes said: "when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."
For me the major smoking gun is the lack of confessions; again it's worth comparing Victor's Alien Interview to Ray Santilli's Alien Autopsy. As Philip Mantle details in his book, once the UFOlogists turned their prying eyes on the Autopsy film and its background, it didn't take long for Santilli's cards to fall to the table. The special effects designer, John Humphreys, whom Santilli had employed to build the fake alien body and props, came forward (he was also approached by Warner Brothers to work on their 2006 Alien Autopsy movie, what irony!), as did the butcher who supplied the meat that made up the dummy's innards. Almost as soon as the film had hit the screens a businessman called Spyros Melaris told Mantle that he had funded and organized the whole enterprise. If, shall we imagine for a moment, the Alien Interview video was also faked, why has the same not happened? The making of such a production must have been at least as intricate, expensive and demanding as the Santilli film. They'd have to find a rich investor to fund the project, a location big enough to build a studio and secluded enough not to arouse suspicion from neighbours etc. You'd need a large team of designers to build the puppet; a far more elaborate affair than the one Santilli laid out on that table in Camden Town. This had to move, it needed animatronic fittings. There were props like the light pulse machine and the screens. There were the costumes, Victor's disguises and medical uniforms. The cast of at least five people, as opposed to Santilli's three, would have had to rehearse many times and it would only have been after a number of takes that they could have got it right. So where are they? There must have been a considerable number of people involved; why have not one of them spoken out? It really is a baffling conspiracy of silence when you consider how lucrative the "I fooled the world!" meme is nowadays. It has certainly set Santilli and Shoefield up for life. This means that a large group of people are not only sitting on a secret, they're sitting on a goldmine. Why? As John Criswell admitted, the designer of the puppet could have got a job in Hollywood easily; why haven't they? Or maybe they have; in which case they'd want an achievement like the Interview on their CV. And weren't they tempted at some point to brag about it to one of their chums at a drunken late night party in Beverly Hills? The world of the movie special effects industry is not a community of millions; most people in it must know most others. Could they really keep a secret that big? No, nothing has come out at all about the Alien Interview; nothing but a stunned, dumb, curious silence. Despite all the investigations not a single clue has been so much as glimpsed that might expose the hoax. On the contrary, all the research so far has led in the other direction, towards the likelihood that the video is genuine; it really is a film of an alien, and it really was smuggled out of Area 51 just like Victor said it was. So if this is a real alien video what does that mean? We've pretty much reached an impasse; where do we go from here? All we have are the words of "Victor": electronically altered, anonymous, evasive. And the video itself: mute, enigmatic, provoking. This stalemate is really caused by the governments of the world's policy towards UFO's; they're to be kept secret from the public at all costs, classified higher than the H-bomb, as Wilbert Smith said. Progress to reveal the truth about the Alien Interview must now be part of the greater strategic effort to gain full Disclosure on everything to do with extraterrestrials, see: New information is emerging every day, like the recent revelations of the old man known as "Agent Kewper" who mentions S4 and the aliens there, see: In the face of all this the authorities obstinately stick to their story: "Thank you for signing the petition asking the Obama Administration to acknowledge an extraterrestrial presence here on Earth. The US government has no evidence that any life exists outside our planet, or that an extraterrestrial presence has contacted or engaged any member of the human race. In addition, there is no credible information to suggest that any evidence is being hidden from the public's eye." (Source: In order to maintain such a simple and brazen falsehood it's likely that the government uses a full spectrum of espionage and psychological warfare. This includes disinformation, the positive seeding of inaccurate and deceptive material to distract and confuse the target. This inevitably brings us back to Ray Santilli's Alien Autopsy. According to Philip Mantle, Santilli was something of a wheeler-dealer who simply wanted to earn a few bob. He had no interest in UFO's and the paranormal; he just thought that the mythology of Roswell was a lucrative market to exploit. Mantle knows Santilli and doesn't suspect him of any deeper wrongdoing. I've never even met Ray Santilli and have no direct evidence at all to suggest what I'm about to, but I offer it as a vague hypothesis based on circumstantial evidence. You might have noticed it's something I've been hinting at throughout this article. Is there some way the Alien Autopsy film was created as a piece of disinformation? Or if not created, does it owe its success to an intelligence operation streamlining its path to publicity because it happened to be the right kind of material to use as disinformation? For what purpose? For the purpose of distracting and repelling people from the Alien Interview, and possibly other similar real alien videos. You might wonder how this is possible or how that would work. It's easiest to understand if you pretend for a moment that the Alien Autopsy film had never existed; the chances are that the Interview would have received far more attention from the media and the public. Instead it was drowned out by the clamour of hype surrounding the Autopsy. The Autopsy was patently bogus; everybody with any knowledge on the subject worked that out very soon after day one. However as the slow, sweet, agonized train wreck of its demolition took place under the floodlights and TV cameras of the world a very important cultural and psychological concept was being implanted in the collective human mind: a simple equation: alien video = fake video. This meant that the few members of the public who did encounter the Interview would have turned away without a second look; "It's alright Marjorie, it's just another of those silly contrived space alien things students get up to, switch over to the EastEnders would you?" The people of the world could have had access to a really interesting and... yes, I'll say it... probably genuine video of a secret interview with an alien, and instead they got a transparent farce of a rubber mannequin filled with offal and two amateurish fools in beekeepers suits plodding round it. At this point somebody is probably getting ready to leave a comment explaining to me an obvious flaw in my hypothesis, that the Autopsy was released a year before the Interview. How did the instigators of the disinformation campaign know in advance that the Interview was about to emerge? Well, in that case you assume the Interview footage was stolen very soon before Victor's debut. I'm sure the authorities didn't know when, or even if, Victor was going to go public with his scoop, but they may well have already known that the footage was missing and that Victor had absconded; they would therefore have feared exactly what was about to happen and taken precautionary steps in advance to mitigate its impact. We don't know how long Victor had been sitting on his secret before he called Rocket Pictures; perhaps for over a year. What's more I suspect that the Autopsy might have been made not only specifically to cover up the Interview, but also to be ready in case other similar materials were leaked. A few years before the Autopsy came out the Cold War ended. Despite all Mikhail Gorbachev's efforts to restructure it, the Soviet Union collapsed; it was formally disbanded in December 1991 at which point the KGB, its famous intelligence service, was closed forever. The authorities knew very well that within the KGB's vaults lay millions of highly classified files relating to all kind of sensitive subjects, including UFO crash-retrievals that had taken place over the years in the USSR's vast territory; like this one which I think is very persuasive: They knew very well that the haemorrhage of these files was impossible to stop in the chaos of the transition to the new Russia and that all that information would end up on the black market where anybody could get hold of one of the files for the right price. The motivation for the Autopsy might have been to head that problem off at the pass. This year marks the twentieth anniversary of Ray Santilli's Alien Autopsy film and a number of events have been planned to commemorate it, including new books, films and public meetings. This could be an opportunity for the Alien Interview to reclaim its rightful place, one that the Autopsy usurped, after all it's only one more year after that for the Interview's second decade (hopefully Victor is wrong about his Armageddon). Or will the original distracting hype about the Autopsy simply be refreshed for a new offensive? The new Disclosure attempts by Stephen Bassett and others, see radio show above, could make it a vital tactic against us. There's no way to know for sure now, but I'm interested to find out and hope very much that the Alien Interview's time is come. Thanks very much to all the researchers involved, especially Sean David Morton and, more recently, Andrew Burlington. 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Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Probe- Autumn 2014

(Some of the names have been changed)
In his book Monster of the Mere the cryptozoologist Jonathan Downes calls Blackpool "the biggest shithole in the world!" and goes on to describe his dislike of the town in lurid detail. I think that's going too far, but Blackpool certainly is the Babylon of the North. I've stayed there twice, once when I was an active young trade unionist at my hospital; I went with a lobby group to the Labour Party conference in 199-something. I also spent a weekend there in 1992 with a woman I should never have gone near, except she ended up being the mother of my daughter so it's a good job I did. In more recent years I've returned there many times, but I've come to know it well as a place to pass through rather than to visit. I'd finished last month's copy of Nexus by the time the coach arrived in Blackpool, so I left it on my seat in case anybody else wanted to read it and learn something. I walked out of the coach station, at the foot of the Tower, and southwards along the Victorian promenade, looking at the shop fronts and wondering if the local people's staple diet is candyfloss and hotdogs. Once past the Pleasure Beach with its huge overhanging rollercoaster, the streets evened out and the prom gave way to a path that runs along Blackpool's new sea wall which looks like the side of a nuclear bunker. It might be needed soon; the tide was in and the rough green autumnal waves were already pounding against its concrete bulk. The southern extremity of Blackpool is a tram stop with the intriguing name of Starr Gate; it's rather apt considering the esoteric nature of my business in the area. After that there's nothing in sight except the beach curving away along the coast of the Fylde Peninsula and the precarious looking dunes covered in rough grass. When walking to Lytham St Annes the town always emerges with a degree of theatrics. It's within walking distance from Blackpool (for a hospital porter at least), but it's another world away and the contrast is so striking. I plodded steadily down the white sandy beach. It was windy with heavy clouds, although none of the forecasted rain had yet hit. There were many people flying kites and others walking their dogs. The sky was deep blue and chemtrail-free. Then the end of a pier poked into view around the bend and slowly but surely more of it came into view. It was an old pier with 19th century decorations and no fairground rides or casinos. Then I saw the houses of North Promenade, a long row of dusky roofs and brick walls of a dark rose colour that I've never seen anywhere else. Closer to the pier were large multi-storey blocks, some very modern, hotels and the Lifeboat Memorial. Lytham St Annes is a unified conurbation of Lytham, Ansdell, Fairhaven and St Annes-on-the-sea, but it is St Annes I've come to know so well; I've calculated that in the last decade I've spent the equivalent of almost two months in the town. Music drifted through my head, strains of a George Formby ukulele thrash blended with a mellow number by The KLF. My mobile phone rang and it was my good friend Colin Woolford announcing that he'd just arrived. It was time to head for the Salters Wharf pub for some drinks and a meal, the first of my various Probe traditions. As I entered the pub it started raining and a thick rainbow arched over the town, framed by mountainous, elegant clouds.

The Probe International Conference is the first one I went to and definitely my favourite, see: I didn't think I'd be able to go this year because of a lack of money. Then I had an email from a man who likes HPANWO asking me if I was planning on going. When I replied in the negative he immediately offered to pay for me to go. I must admit I felt embarrassed, but it was a say-yes-or-no situation and I said "yes". I'm very grateful and hope this report lives up to the expectations of my benefactor. For this reason I felt very fortunate indeed as I met up with some of my Probe-buddies. As is the case with most of my interactions with others, it's not all love and light. There are people I've met at Probe who have been very antagonistic towards me. Mack, one of the people in the pub on Friday night, is not one of those; in fact he's a good friend and I'm very fond of him. Nevertheless he is a very volatile individual and he bubbles over occasionally for no apparent reason. On one instance he very vehemently chided me over what he considered my terminology when I was talking about one of my favourite subjects- free energy, the way we can extract useable power from nothing. "It's not from nothing! It's from the zero point field!" he opined loudly. "And the zero point field is not nothing!... And it's not free!" I calmly but firmly stood my ground and stated that I knew what the zero point field is, but I disagreed. "Nobody will take you seriously and you'll sound like your talking bullshit!" he persisted. I replied, truthfully, that I'm not really interested in what other people think of me. Mack shook his head "I won't budge on this!" "I'm not asking you to budge" I responded. "I simply disagree with what you're saying." I also found it odd that Mack felt this issue was so important; I regarded it as trivial and inconsequential. When I was a hospital porter I was trained in conflict management, how to calm down a patient who becomes aggressive. However in my experience the skills I learned were more necessary for dealing with other members of the hospital's staff. I also developed a few tactics of my own, for example see: I wasn't bothered by Mack's tirade and I felt no resentment towards him for it; I know him well enough not to take his behaviour too seriously. In fact I've learnt that resentment I feel towards negative action comes from my own sense of hurt; when that hurt doesn't happen then I have no reason to resent. Mack and I continued to get along fine for the remainder of the conference. It has come to my attention that some people regard me as a bit of a pushover. These are people who don't know me and make that judgement from some superficial aspect of my demeanour that I'm not aware of. It is sad that in the community that calls itself "alternative" this controlled response has not yet been unlearned by so many people; the currents of psychological manipulation run deep indeed, see here for more details: Like I say, it's a shame, but if that's the way things are then it must be dealt with. If anybody who has misjudged me thus, intends to act on their perceived advantage over me, then I hope they will consider my above words due warning.
I couldn't stay at the Monarch Hotel on Friday night because it was fully booked, so I had to bed down in the Travelodge on Clifton Drive. In the morning I headed for the venue at the YMCA on St Albans Road happily anticipating a sweet reunion with my Probe-buddies. It was as wonderful as always to see them all again; but sadly there were some notable absences. Dennis and Marian couldn't make it this year, and I badly missed Dennis' business-like discussions of orb photos and Marian's warm and affectionate hugs and kisses. Their stall with its alien T-shirts and sculptures is a landmark of the conference. Fred and Val, Dex Dobie, Dave Morgan and Noel couldn't get there either. However the biggest hole has definitely been made by the passing away of Jean Wright, Sam's wife and fellow organizer of the conference. She was a great lady, totally dedicated and as genuine as they come. Wherever she is now I wish her well. As always conferences cover many topics, but these tend to interact with current affairs. The situation with the Ebola outbreak and war with the Islamic State were the main focus of conversation, so when the dapper and distinguished figure of Dave Starbuck ( took to the stage it was quite refreshing. The subject of his lecture was numerology, the use of mathematics for divination. Unfortunately his microphone was not very good and he illustrated his talk with a paper flip chart that only the front row could see, but he was as knowledgeable and enthralling as always. He not only claims to have predicted an earthquake in California, but also that what day of the month we are born effects our personality. He links this to astrology too, that different numbers relate to the various planets. He has made the life of Adolf Hitler a test study and he says that things that fit in with his system are not a coincidence. Astrology and numerology are not my best subjects, but I have a healthy respect for them and take them very seriously. Dave is a very experienced lecturer, as opposed to the next speaker, Tracy Ashfield, who was making her conference debut. Her voice was quavering and she was close to tears as she explained that she's waited thirty years to tell her story. For her entire life, for as long as she can remember, she has been abducted by various strange creatures to which she has given her own names: "Mothman", "Egyptian man", "Greek people", "monks", "shadow people", "a dark smoky figure". Experiences like this have happened to generations of her family going back to her grandparents at least. She has been taken to spacecraft where she has seen a man lying on a table whom she suspects was the famous American experiencer Travis Walton. These events frighten and disturb her a lot and they seem to peak every ten years of her life. She explained how the creatures she has to deal with operate "pods" in which pieces of human bodies float in water. These are somehow connected with reincarnation and life-after-death. Tracy has been in touch with Rosemary Ellen Guiley, the brilliant researcher and prolific author who spoke at the recent Leeds Exopolitics Expo which I hosted, and she believes that these beings are what Muslims call the Djinn. Tracy is up against a lot of opposition. Her doctor thinks she's psychotic and her husband doesn't believe her. I was extremely impressed with Tracy's bravery and can only imagine what she's having to endure. I feel the deepest respect to her and hope she manages alright. Tracy Ashfield's information was considerably built upon by the next speaker, Miles Johnston (, an old friend and colleague who is doing a lot of dedicated and expert work into these subjects. Miles is a radio and TV broadcast engineer as well as a UFOlogist and has put his skills to good use for his work in the Bases Project for over twenty years. Bases had its first major conference a couple of months ago which I was happy to attend, see: Miles current labours began when he met Barry King, a man who claims to have been a security guard at a secret military underground base beneath the village of Peasemore in Berkshire. In this base, Nazi scientists were developing artificial alien-like creatures and many other nefarious activities including mind control and biological warfare. Many people have approached him with stories of their own experiences, including extraterrestrial and military abduction, implants, super-soldiering, interdimensional portals and much more. He has also worked on the disturbing subject of the elite plans to change the nature of life on Earth through transhumanism and pseudolife. A story was going round just before the conference that Miles had been cloned. I regarded this as somewhat tongue-in-cheek and we made many jokes about it early in the conference; therefore I never expected at all what happened next.
I began to feel drowsy, not because Miles was boring, in fact he was very riveting; it was just that I'd eaten a large pie at dinner and the room was warm with a smothering atmosphere. As I felt my eyelids droop I noticed that there were suddenly two people on stage. One was Miles himself, dressed in a grey jacket and standing at the podium delivering his lecture, the second was a man wearing a white T-shirt standing a few yards to his right downstage, just before the front row of the audience. This man had his arms akimbo and was staring hard at me. The really weird thing was, he looked just like Miles. It was Miles double. I blinked and the apparition vanished, but it returned a few minutes later when I felt my mind drift into half-sleep again. After this second appearance of Miles' double I was alarmed enough to remain fully awake for the rest of his speech and never saw the double again. This is not the first time I've seen unusual but very tangible visions while in the state between waking and sleeping. A few years ago I saw a phantasm of my girlfriend's dead father on a train, see: If this weird aetheric duplicate of Miles wasn't just my mind playing tricks then what could it be? Has this talk about Miles being cloned been more than just idle ribbing? If this was a clone then it wasn't a one in the conventional biological sense. Real clones are physical and can't appear and disappear. Was it therefore Miles' doppelganger? Unlikely because Miles did not see it himself. I've had an encounter with my own doppelganger and not only could I see it, but I may have been the only one able to, see: Things like this happen at Probe all the time; at the March 2011 event a "ghost" was captured on film by speaker Sweeps Fox, see: Several people have since come forward to claim that this is actually just an audience member, and have even nominated whom it might be, but I'm not so sure. The entity is sitting in front of a loudspeaker placed on a sack truck and it appears to be translucent. This is another reason why I'm reasonably confident that my own sighting of Miles' "clone" is significant too. As it turned out, this was not the only intrusion of the supernatural into this October 2014 conference.

Kieran Lee Perrin ( is a very new face on the scene who debuted at Miles Johnston's Bases conference a couple of months ago, see link above. He was once a successful businessman living a conventional life running a recruitment consultancy firm, until he discovered that he is a "targeted individual"; this is somebody who has been selected by the authorities for harmful and non-consensual medical and psychological treatment. In Kieran's case this involved implants being placed in his body, "wetware" as he calls it. Sadly some of his family and friends are involved in this; this is known as "gangstalking" which is a multi-pronged attack involving the spreading of false rumours, following people around, nuisance phone calls etc. He has also heard sounds in his head due to V2K- voice-to-skull technology; this is a system militarized from research into experimental hearing aids for the deaf. It involves sounds being projected at a person, usually loud and annoying noise, or abrasive and insulting voices, which are heard through direct electronic stimulation of the aural nervous system. The TI can do nothing to stop themselves hearing these sounds because they bypass the ears entirely and enter the brain direct. You might think that Kieran is simply paranoid and fantasizing what's happening to him, but you'd be wrong. He has hard evidence in the form of MRI scans of his head which show foreign objects placed in his brain and at the back of his mouth. His dentist referred Kieran to radiology when he discovered these objects while removing Kieran's wisdom teeth. The ones at the back of his mouth and curved and mobile. Sickeningly, their function seems to be inflicting pain; they are instruments of torture. Kieran also has wires that run through his entire body. I've spoken about implants before, see: Although there is an extraterrestrial factor to consider, there's no doubt that the state and corporate forces are involved too, perhaps solely in some cases. After he'd spoken there were some people outside who had come to meet him from ICAACT, see: One of them was Lenny whom I've met several times. As we greeted each other he glared at me with his thousand yard stare and gave me his regulation rant about how UFO's are "a load of old crap!" and that we all need to "wake up!" to "the real story!" I've spoken about Lenny previous reports, but I won't post a link; HPANWO-readers can use the search box if they like. This is because I think I was too hard on him in the past; he has suffered enormously and deserves a little slack. However he is as doctrinaire and intimidating as ever, although he and I can get along OK. He still refuses to enter the conference hall or buy a ticket because he believes that the Probe management would not tolerate his presence there, but it's probably more the other way round. There are several delegates who share his view that UFO's are a non-issue and belief in them is not a condition of entry. If he did attend the conference he'd be very welcome and most people would listen to him attentively. It has to be said that Lenny appears to know next to nothing about UFO's and his opposition to the topic is purely instinctive and ideological. It's a pity because he has a completely distorted view of a group of people who could otherwise be his allies; perhaps because he's a TI himself he doesn't have the luxury of time to develop an analytical perspective. The fact is that he's completely right about everything he talks about in his newsletters, of which he gave me a copy, and completely wrong about so many of the people who want to help him and others; and put a stop to the evil conspiracy that has ruined so many lives, including his own. The last speaker of the day was that regular personality David Boyle (, and I'm pleased to report that his Exhibition of the Universe will be reopening very soon. He is the only man in Blackpool Jonathan Downes admired. The last time he was on stage at Probe he was designing a machine to extract energy from moonlight. It was just as well he was on last because, like Richard Hoagland, once he's on stage you can't get rid of him. He is a small, round and quite elderly man, but is enthusiasm and energy are boundless. He talked about what he sees as the answer to life's great questions: Who are we? What's the meaning of life? What's the purpose of the universe? He compared atoms to pixels- as above so below, as the saying goes. He's a student of the Kabbalah and the Tree of Life, crop circles, reincarnation, the 19.47 factor, the Flower of Life and how it relates to the Pyramids of Egypt. He also brought up numerology like Dave Starbuck did; he says the infamous number 666 relates to humans because we have 216 bones, which collapses to 6, as does the number of subatomic particles in carbon and water atoms. I always enjoy David Boyle's talks very much, even though I can only usually grasp about half of what he says. He has the knowledge and charm of a kind of Goro Adachi meets Roy Kinnear.
After Saturday's proceedings were over at about six PM I went to check in at the Monarch Hotel. As soon as I entered the room which Steve and Lesley had designated for me I realized something amazing. Although I'd stayed at the Monarch five or six times I was usually in a different room, but I had been placed in this room before, once. It was the room I had had in October 2006 when I attended my very first Probe conference; I recognized the large window and the view over the street. I remember being very agitated at the time. I sat on the bed and called my daughter urgently. I can't remember what the problem was. I went back out to meet up with Miles, Colin and Kieran Lee Perrin and we went for a meal at a very nice curry house just off the High Street. There we got talking to a young woman named Jenny who was also at the conference; it was her first time and she is quite new to Probe-esque subjects. I've been most careful of all not to mention Jenny's real name because she is a media personality, in the world of TV news. I know only too well how getting involved with the conspiratorial/paranormal/UFO world can be a very bad career move, as it were. Unfortunately it is quite likely that Jenny will be affected professionally by her private interests; nevertheless if she can protect herself she should. There is no valour in being a false martyr. She is acutely aware of the price she might have to pay for her awakening to the arcane and has bravely persisted nonetheless. One of the subjects that we talked about was something Gary Heseltine brought up at the UFO Truth Magazine Conference, the advanced age of the delegation. Gary sees this as the aging of the UFOlogical community, but is aging the correct word? Perhaps simply old is more appropriate. It's true that the average age of a Probe delegate is probably around the late 50's early 60's mark, and there is a large contingent in their 70's and even older. We had a lady of over a hundred attending her first one a few years ago. However at the BUFORA conference, see:, I saw a photograph taken in the auditorium of a UFO meeting held in 1962 and the same observation could be made; so why are there any UFOlogists even alive today? It could simply be instead that subjects like UFO's, false flag terrorism, the paranormal etc, are ones that need the contemplation of a mature mind. Most of the major spokesmen within our community, like David Icke, Ian R Crane etc, only became aware of this milieu after a fair bit of conventional life experience. Ian talks eloquently about his "mid-life crisis" and how false that very word is. My own conspiratorial awareness only emerged in me after a long process of inner reflection, sometimes it was also traumatic. All such dismal thoughts were dispelled from my mind though when we went to the Langdale Hotel, the official conference hub, and watched a brilliant cabaret act, the same couple who were there last year. Apparently there is a video of me dancing out there somewhere; I suspect it will be used to blackmail me.

After a hearty Sunday morning breakfast I strode up the broad quiet streets of St Annes to the YMCA for what was to become one of the most remarkable days the Probe conferences have ever seen. It began with Steve Mera (, whom regular HPANWO-readers will recall from the UFO Truth event. Steve has joined forces with Don Philips to produce a new TV series which will hopefully be a unique and original scientific investigation into the paranormal, see: His lecture focused on the UFO presence before the 1940's. This is because Skeptics often claim that there was no UFO presence previous to that era. This is completely false. There are very convincing photographs, eyewitness reports and documentary evidence which shows that UFO's date back long before then; in fact phenomena like them are found throughout history. Before there was photography flying saucers appeared in paintings like the Nuremburg Woodcut of 1561 and even in Egyptian tomb carvings. Interestingly somebody has apparently "confessed" to faking a famous UFO photograph from Belgium in the early 1990's. This says an awful lot about Skeptic logic; when a person claims to have spotted a UFO the Skeptics will demand evidence like a starving man grasping for food, yet the moment some nobody across the street sticks his hand in the air and says: "It's OK, I faked it." the Skeptics will respond: "Right, that's it then, case closed" without a second thought. And as Pia Knudsen points out, the moment anybody cries "fake" UFOlogists will drop a case like a hot potato and run away. However a confession is a claim too and fake confessions do happen, like the time a Bigfoot witness said that he'd produced a fraudulent film of the creature, yet later his tale turned out to be incredulous, see: What happened next was almost a poetic illustration of Steve's lecture. Between the speakers there was a fifteen minute break; I left the auditorium and headed for the entrance to grab some fresh air. As I stepped outside I saw everybody clustered round staring at upwards and pointing; some people had cameras out and were holding them up. Somebody quickly explained that an unidentified flying object had appeared. I stared into the sky, but it took me a minute or two to find it because it was so small. Eventually my eyes located a tiny speck of silver in the clear blue sky. It was completely stationary; I heard later that someone had reported a UFO at 8 o'clock in the morning. I made my own recording of the incident on my mobile phone, but the quality is so poor that it's useless. Most of the others, with phones a bit newer than mine, managed to zoom in on the object and these photographs were displayed on the auditorium screen during the afternoon break. Unfortunately, apart from the magnification, the quality of most of them was not much better than mine; they showed just a pixelated blob. However one photo was taken by a man with a proper camera and telephoto lens and the object appears to be silvery grey or light green in colour and shaped like a cone with a flat top. Somebody with binoculars described it as "diamond-shaped" and that it was "unmoving". Below is a snapshot of my notebook page where I wrote down the details at the time:
As you can see I recorded it as: Silver metallic grey. Very small, distant. Elevation about 40 degrees. Apparent size- less than 10% of the moon. 12th October 2014. 11 AM. East to northeast. Lytham St Annes, Lancashire UK. The drawing is based on the telephoto picture taken of it. We continued to watch the UFO for about twenty minutes; at one point a jet aircraft passed in front of it, indicating that it was at a very high altitude; this gave it a minimum range and size too. It got smaller and smaller as time went on, as if it were drifting away without changing its bearing by much; therefore we can estimate that it was moving very slowly towards the east or northeast. If there were any other witnesses to the sighting then they have either not contacted the media or the media have not covered it because I can find no stories online. It was a tantalizing and frustrating encounter. It can't be ruled out that the object was just a balloon of some kind; conversely its shape and other features mean that it was not obviously so and that it might have been a genuine ET. If so then it's a pity it never came any closer. It felt like we were being teased. The main effect on the conference was that it delayed the start of the next speaker's session by about half an hour. As it happened this was as apt as the previous one, for it was Brenda Butler ( I met Brenda a few weeks ago in Rendlesham Forest, see: She is one of the principle investigators into the Rendlesham Forest Incident which is a highly significant UFO event that took place in Suffolk in 1980. She has been a UFOlogist since 1965 and talked about many other strange events that took place in that area, not just the famous landings during Christmas 1980. She says that the local British witnesses have been overlooked and that the "yanks" have been the only ones to have their testimony publicized; Brenda wishes to give their side of the story a hearing. The year before, 1979, there was major activity occurring in the area all year, animals disappearing from farms, UFO witnesses going missing or dying, and the landing of a craft north of RAF Woodbridge a long way from the 1980 events; this has become known as "Area 1". Also a fishing boat offshore struck a USO- Unidentified Submerged Object. Brenda still regularly visits Rendlesham Forest along with my friend and fellow researcher Derek Savory and they have recorded some bizarre images on film- a jeep driving through a portal-like structure, swirls of light and orbs, and a dragon. She has had encounters with ghostly monks and many other things, even the spirit of her departed dog. She has discovered tunnels leading to an underground facility in the area, maybe the same one the UFO witness Larry Warren was taken to. One thing Brenda makes very clear is that the 1980 incident was not unique and was in fact just one of many strange phenomena that regularly occur in that region.
After Brenda had finished a lady called Jane Fraser came onto the stage and sung some songs, including a lovely tribute to Jean Wright called Autumn Leaves. Then it was time for the return of the TV historian Mark Olly (, this time dressed in normal clothes. He sent me full circle by telling us that Robin Hood is real. I remember first hearing about the story of Robin Hood as a child in first school and being captivated by it; I also watched the various films that have been made over many years. I assumed Robin Hood was a real person until quite recently, when I began visiting Nottingham regularly, that I was told that he was no more real than Santa Claus, just a character from a mediaeval folk tale. The popular image of Robin Hood- dressed in green with tight trousers and a feather in his cap, is straight out of Hollywood and based on the character as portrayed by the actors Errol Flynn and Douglas Fairbanks. However, Mark has tracked down a real man behind the legend, not in Nottingham but in Yorkshire, and has even narrowed his grave down to a handful of places in Wakefield. There's even a connection between Robin Hood and the Knights Templar; so much for stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. Mark's next mission is too solve an even older historical mystery- what happened to the 9th Legion of the Roman army, which vanished without a trace in Caledonia, modern Scotland, almost two thousand years ago. I look forward to hearing what he discovers.
I was delighted to meet up again with Ellis Taylor (See links column and numerous HPANWO posts). This time he did a speech about the harrowing subject of occult elements in the most terrible crimes, especially the kidnap and murder of children. As Dave Starbuck described, certain numbers keep recurring in the reports of these crimes and also certain symbols, words and phrases. There are the names of saints in the names of the victims' schools and significant pagan holidays around the dates of the crimes. Also emblems like bells, swans and geese which are all powerful on a magickal level. He's also discovered that the location of these atrocities form a hexagram on the map of England. I was not surprised to learn that in the exact centre of this symbol stand the town on Milton Keynes, a giant occult temple; see here for more detail: I know my new friend Jenny was very upset by this information, being a newcomer to this area of knowledge. However Ellis is doing the right thing talking about it; I'd be more disturbed if everybody was silent and complicit on the matter.
Time was getting on and we were running very late, thanks to the UFO sighting, so the last speaker of the Autumn 2014 Probe International Conference was rushed on without a break in between. He was Kevin Rowan-Drewitt ( He is a student of ancient mysteries and spoke about the enthralling topic of the ancient stone circles of the British Isles. I was shocked to learn that only a third of them survive, the rest having been demolished in the millennia since they were built. Long Meg and her Daughters in Cumbria is the site he concentrated on the most, talking about the enigmatic spiral patterns carved on it. This motif can be found all over Britain and beyond in places as far away as Brittany in France and Baffin Island off the coast of Canada. Contrary to popular belief, the stone circles of Britain are nothing to do with the Druids. The Druids only came to Britain with the Celts in the first millennium BC; these stone circles are far older, dating back to the Bronze Age and Neolithic. Kevin has discovered that the construction of many stone circles contains sacred geometry, and this can be found in more recent pagan art, like the lid of the Chalice Well at Glastonbury.   
See here for my HPANWO TV reportage on last year's Probe Conference:

What goes up must come down, and the higher you fly the further you have to fall. It is the moment I dread at every Probe conference. When the last speaker has finished and Sam has closed the conference, it ends with a massive jolt. The YMCA staff walk in and begin packing up the chairs. The stall vendors carry their boxes out to their cars, the decorations and posters are put away and within minutes it's all over and I'm left staring at a room that is suddenly just a basketball/five-a-side court. The delegates and speakers hang around in little circles saying goodbye, but this doesn't take long either; one more handshake, a hug and kiss, tender words of parting. Few Probists stay behind when the conference is over. Most of them live somewhere in the North Country and they have their own transport. The carpark echoes with the roar of engines as they all head for the hills. Then there's that subdued triste silence that falls over the venue and the street outside. I don't have transport and so always have to stay overnight before making my way home on Monday morning; luckily there's never been a time when I'm literally the only one. This conference a lot of people were there to meet up in the evening, Miles, Colin, Kieran and our new friend Jenny. We went back to the curry house and they all chipped in to buy me a meal for my birthday. Then we went for a few more drinks before returning to our hotels. In the morning on the way down to breakfast I knocked on the door of Miles' room to say goodbye, but he didn't answer; I heard the sound inside of the shower running. Lesley served me up one more full English then it was time to plod along the wide streets and right angle junctions of St Annes one last time. I often feel lousy after the end of a good conference, but it's always far worse with Probe; I've even coined the term post-Probe blues. It only lasts for a day or two but it can be surprisingly potent. In fact when I was hosting the Leeds Exopolitics event two weeks before I said to the audience at the end: "You might feel a bit down after this. It's because it's such an intense experience being at a conference. You now have to go back into the so called 'real' world where everything you've allowed to flow freely for the last three days has to be dammed up again. All the people presently surrounding you who accept you as you are, will suddenly be hundreds of miles away." I then went on to advise them on a few tips to keep their spirits up: "Don't just dive back in head-first. Be kind to yourself. Read one of the UFO books you've bought off the stall or watch one of the UFO DVD's, just to keep yourself in the mindset you've been enjoying. Network with others on the phone or social media. You're not alone, even if it feels like it for a while." That advice was as much for myself as for the Exopol delegates. In the case of Probe this time I had the comforting bulk of Richard Dolan's UFO's and the National Security State- 1973 to 1991- the Cover-up Exposed in my rucksack. I relished settling down into it on the coach. But first I had to get to the coach. I caught the bus for the fifty light-year journey to Blackpool, but I looked at my clock and saw that I had an hour till the coach departed. I decided on impulse to decamp from the bus at Starr Gate and walk to the coach station along the beach. I strolled across the wet sand, dodging jellyfish and razorshells. It was a cloudy and dank morning, not very warm. I still took off my shoes and socks, as I have to on any beach, and headed for the waterline a few hundred yards out. The Blackpool shore lay stretched out to my right with the Tower and the South and Central Piers plainly visible. I suddenly remembered that today was my birthday, almost as an afterthought. Strange to be travelling on my birthday. After a few minutes I noticed that the South Pier didn't look much closer than it had a few minutes earlier. I looked at my clock. It was now forty five minutes until I had to catch my coach; I'd been walking for entire quarter of an hour and made very little progress. It struck me that I was a lot further from my destination than I thought; distances are hard to judge on a beach. My stroll broke into a stride and then a jog. Something similar happened at Exopol; I got lost in Leeds on my way to the coach stop and got it with minutes to spare by running like crazy. Perhaps it was subconscious; I didn't really want to leave after all. I knew I had to head for the Central Pier and the Tower. As soon as I remembered that the Tower wasn't actually by the Central Pier and was slightly north of it I knew I'd had it. I began wondering how much extra National Express would charge me for a ticket transfer and how many hours I'd have to wait for the next service. I decided to see if I could get to the prom and hail a taxi. It took about four minutes just to put my shoes and socks back onto my wet, numb feet, but once I'd managed it I saw one at a rank. On the way to the coach station I asked the female driver if she had heard of David Boyle and she hadn't. I tipped her two pounds and advised her to check out his new exhibition when it opens in a few weeks. The coach lumbered away from Blackpool onto the main road to Preston, past the ugly and dangerous-looking experimental fracking sites. On the M6 motorway there were a surprisingly large number of military vehicles travelling in both directions, including several convoys of a dozen cars each and lorries carrying God-knows-what. I couldn't help wondering, had the UFO sighting of the day before led to a crash-retrieval? Unlikely. I got home and went through my phone messages, organizing my work for the following day. I was feeling a bit better by then, after all Probe is different from most other conferences. It's on twice a year, not once. Only six months till the next one... and counting.