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Monday, March 23, 2015

JUST...ABOUT...THERE


A WALL OF CABINETS.


A WALL OF BOOKS.


A WALL OF JOURNALS.


A WALL OF IVAN. 

Groan .... anyone want to drop in and help me understand any of this? 

Low pay ... Long hours ... No retirement benefits ...

Pretty attractive offer, eh? 


Folks, Wednesday is the "truck day" when I actually move into this place. I wish that meant that I'd fire the neurons and the data mountain right back up, and we'd be back to ab-normal, but ... wow ... plenty of "distraction" still on my plate getting truly settled. 

Back when I can. Happy Easter and the Resurrection of Spring Life for all. {The Druids and The Catholics can't BOTH be wrong! } 




Saturday, February 28, 2015

Not Quite Back Yet

HELLO from the bottom of my Black Hole. 

I've not quite gotten a handle on this "moving house thing", but at least things are finally [literally] moving over to the new residence --- not me yet, but allegedly soon. 

To show you some boring pictures of the Anomalies Archives part of this, I'm attaching some sort-of sequential shots of the archives being reconstituted ... and if you steel your way through that, I've included a little UFO essay at the end of them. 



What we had to work with.



Beginnings.



Glimpses.



With enough imagination, you can almost see it....


Hmmm... you know, this might just happen.

So.... lots still to do. My own sleeping quarters for one thing. But it feels good to see actual concrete activity. 

And now, as promised, a little something about UFOs ...



CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE SECOND KIND: TYPE FOUR

Southeast of Mansfield Ohio, October 18th, 1973, about 11pm: a Mom, Mrs Jeanne Elias, was watching the news in her home while her 14 year old son slept. A sound like a helicopter seemed to be approaching and quite loud. Just then her son shouted out wondering what was happening. The sound had awakened him, and his room was engulfed in a strong green light. He thought that something, perhaps the helicopter, was shining a green spotlight on their house from right overhead. Neither he nor his Mom wanted to go outside to investigate.

Southeast of Mansfield, Ohio, same evening, same time: a Mom and her children and nephews were returning from Mansfield to their home in the country. They first saw a fast-moving red light moving south. They thought that it must be a light plane. As they crossed the Charles Mill Reservoir however, they saw two lights, one red, one green, moving as if one. Then there was the sound of a helicopter. The lights seemed to go directly towards the helicopter, almost visually merging. The adult, Mrs Erma Delong, stopped her car and they got out. The green light flared and all the surroundings went green. Even their car looked green. The lights and the helicopter seemed to move in tandem for a while, and the light just extinguished. The helicopter then went on its own towards Mansfield.



These are two of the four kids' drawings. Given the distance away and the excitement, they sort of "split the difference" as to what the object actually looked like, as we will see. The experience made quite an impression on the family and they still talked of it decades later.









"I remember that the whole top of the sky was lit up a dull fluorescent green."

Charles Cyrus.

But there were four more closely-engaged witnesses to the "lights".

On October 18th, around 11pm, an Army Reserve helicopter was approaching Mansfield on flight from Columbus, Ohio. The crew had been taking their annual physicals and had been given the go-ahead for their work with the 316th Medical Detachment stationed at Cleveland Hopkins airport. The four men were skilled personnel. The crew medical officer was Sgt. John Healey, a Cleveland police detective. The technical expert was Specialist Robert Yanacek. The man piloting at that moment ["in the left seat"] was Lt. Arrigo Jezzi. The senior officer [co-piloting] was Captain Lawrence Coyne. Coyne was the oldest of the crew at age 36.

Yanacek was the first to see the red light off to their right [east] which seemed to be paralleling them. Coyne and his crew thought that it could be an Air National Guard jet, part of a Cleveland based squadron. Moments later the red light took a severe turn and accelerated in their direction. Sgt. Jezzi, from his left seat couldn't see this very well, but Captain Coyne and the other two passengers were alarmed. The thing looked as if it were heading on a collision course. Since Coyne could see this better than Jezzi, he took the controls and put the helicopter into an evasive dive.


Arrigo Jezzi (left)

Lawrence Coyne (right)








It didn't work. The object came directly on, and halted close by just above and in front of their helicopter. At this point they had a very unwelcome and threatening front row seat. It is difficult to judge distances even in a close encounter of this magnitude, but the object filled the forward plexiglass window. The crew guessed that the craft, or whatever it was, was 60 feet long. Jezzi thought: "Those commie bastards! What are they up to?"

The object seemed cigar-shaped, like a sleek thin disk with a metallic surface and a scooped tail.


Captain Coyne had dropped the helicopter about 2000 feet in his attempt to evade whatever this was. He was still attempting to evade it, when a brilliant green "spotlight" swiveled from the rear of the object and beamed directly into their cabin. At this, the helicopter began climbing even though Coyne still had its controls in descent. The whole experience was exceedingly strange, but this was the strangest part. The helicopter seemed to be being pulled upwards with the object, but "impossibly" without any feeling by the men of this acceleration, nor any sounds from the helicopter of strains in the structure or the engine.


Jennie Zeidman, the longtime associate [beginning as a graduate astronomy student] of Dr. J Allen Hynek, the former USAF scientific consultant on UFOs, did a terrific job field-researching this case and with the multiplicity of witnesses was able to produce an excellent time-and-place graphing of this encounter [above].

(Mrs. Zeidman is known for her extreme dedication to these field studies and  her monograph on the now-called "Coyne Incident" is a model of thoroughness.)



Shortly after the "elevator ride" taken by the helicopter, the green spotlight shut off and Coyne felt that their own craft was back under their control. The unidentified object and they went their separate ways.

Captain Coyne and his crew immediately reported the near collision.


This event was chewed on by the crew for a long time. The more that they thought about it, the more obvious it was that there was no good explanation for the thing encountered. The object was a thin-aspect aeroform, clearly solid [it seemed metallic and blotted out the stars behind it], could accelerate with extreme speed and stop dead in front of them. And then there was the beam....

Sgt. Healey, the police detective and crew medical officer, was particularly unsatisfied with the lack of understanding of the incident and the seeming blase attitude about something this astonishingly strange.

"The object moved at a very fast rate of speed. It saw us probably before we saw it. It just tracked us because we had all our navigation lights on running and blinking. "

And the light... " This was just a humungous green light shining down on us. And a very definite cone shape; you could look at the light and you could actually see the beam of the light. It scanned us for that instant that it hesitated over us. It scanned us and then it took off."

Healey, like the rest of the crew, wondered why there was no more interest and even urgency in such matters. Even at the most basic level, this incident involved a seemingly threatening mid-air collision which panicked the personnel.

(As an aside, the author of this current piece had the pleasure meeting Captain [by then Lt. Colonel] Lawrence Coyne at a relatively small town meeting about UFO cases where he reminisced about his encounter. He gave the impression of the fellow you'd like to have as a next-door neighbor, a kind and unassuming gentleman. He stayed with us as long as he could and then apologetically rushed out to attend his kid's soccer game.)

The "Coyne" or Mansfield incident has never received even a marginally serious mundane explanation. The "best" that any contrarian could come up with was a colossal error of perception involving the four person crew and the ground witnesses of a red-then-green meteor ... an almost embarrassing concept given the time duration and behavior of the object.

Hope that this case write-up was of some interest folks.

I still have much to do with the Park Street [new] residence. I'm guessing another month to get things smoothly functioning again. Till then, Peace and Health --- and, if you're in Michigan, an early Spring --- TALK ABOUT ANOMALOUS if THAT happened!!


Sunday, October 12, 2014

GONE FISHIN'


Hello, folks. I didn't want to do this, but with the coming moving to the new location, and all the packing up [and fretting about things not going smoothly all the time] and upgrading my current residence for the chance at a decently quick sale, I just can't concentrate on writing something worth writing about at the moment.

Since I won't just toss trivial non-think at you, I've got to just "retire" until this move settles down. So, I'm putting up the "Gone Fishin'" sign in the store window. This hiatus will be at least a month and probably more --- I don't want to just move boxes over there and let them rot. I really want my library [and my active life] to get functional again. I'm tired of the chaos both in environment and in mind.

So, blessings to you all as we near the three great holidays of Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Each of them is necessary to our souls. Maybe after the completion of our current trip around the Sun I'll be able to "create" again. Peace.


Hmmmm.... don't let the "bad things" get you.


Wednesday, October 8, 2014

JUST A SOCIAL NOTE


Hello, folks.

Just a note to mention that the "third annual" get-together of the UFO History Group took place at my house this last weekend. People with sharp eyes and wide UFO group experience will note Bill Murphy, Tom Tulien, Jan Aldrich, Rob Swiatek, Linda Murphy, Don Schmitt, Eddie Bullard, and my Kzoo friend Will Matthews circling counterclockwise around the table from the top left. Sue Swiatek had mysteriously vanished when I took the picture {maybe she's standing behind me}.


We talked about many things, all in great humor and camaraderie. In fact the main reason for these get-togethers is to create a collegial small community of friendly and data-sharing UFO researchers, who can make plans and cooperate on big projects. For those who think that this is impossible, see our book,   UFOs and Government. 

Some of what we're contemplating is the distribution of our somewhat unique research files to ourselves and close UFO friends, then the wider UFO research community of people who we think are responsible, and finally to allow universal access {after we think through what issues might reside there.} I have scanned around 50+ gigs of my own files to begin this project. Other things include: Research trips to targeted archives and researcher files, a website, researcher workshops, a second book [probably focussing on the phenomenology], and anything that we can do for data location, scanning, and preservation.

Other than those who were able to make it this time, core individuals include Robert Powell, Steve Purcell, Mark Rodeghier, Richard Thieme, Barry Greenwood, Jerry Clark, Bill Jones [hopefully his health gets better, as we also hope for Jerry], and with any luck Fran Ridge --- I'm probably winging this too rapidly and forgetting someone. Our good Aussie buddy Bill Chalker is surely included in absentia. We hope to grow this alliance into a "UFOlogy" separate from the endless howling embarrassments of the UFOriacs, and the non-sharing non-collegial egomaniacs. We welcome friends, but toxic persons need not inquire.


This group is a bunch of friendly folks who believe that it is possible to make some progress in this tough field without being idiots or megalomaniacs. If you must have a hard-to-work "hobby", why not at least enjoy the time and your companions? The picture above is, by the way, Rob and Sue trying to get their picture taken with Don. The reason that they and Bill and Jan are laughing is that their chosen photographer, the esteemed Dr. Bullard, was once again repeatedly losing a battle with modern technology. Several pictures of the floor and his own nose were preserved for future mystification.

I will probably attempt to host these get-togethers twice a year in the future [perhaps May and September-ish]. We'll accomplish things, particularly in digging out and preserving UFO information, and making it available in several forms. Hopefully there are some of you out there who might want to be part of such a "lofty" goal.


.... looks like a pleasant path into the future to me.

Peace.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

POLTERGEISTS and OTHER SPIRIT MEATHEADS


Before getting into the topic, the news: my new house extension is rolling structurally right now and, though that's a good thing, it's a distraction from the blog. Yesterday we moved 60-70 boxes of mainly UFO files/resources over there as a temporary staging move. This frees up basement footprint space so I can stack new boxes of such stuff --- of which there will be a bunch. This too is a good thing, but a further elimination of blog writing time. ... and there is such a thing as ordinary life. I'll do what I can squeeze in here.

As to poltergeists: this topic arose because I was tossing out redundant "extra" materials for which no space will exist at the new house extension. Some of those were FATE magazines. I have a complete set up to about 1990, and SITU had a complete set up to about early 1980s. Therefore extras from the seventies and sixties needed to go. {I know everyone's horrified}. Instead of simple recycling, and because I couldn't go through the time/effort of boxing anythings up and shipping them out, I decided to "rip" them and include articles interesting to me in proper dedicated, already existing topical folders or three-ring notebooks. {My style of research sources}.

As rips proceeded, I noticed clusters of subjects. One was "FAFROTSKIES" {Sanderson's nickname for Falls From The Skies.} One was "APPARITIONS" and what grew on me as a similar topic "TIMESLIPS". A third was "POLTERGEISTS". There were of course hills of UFO-related matters, but being burnt out on that at the moment, they've been consigned to a "to do" pile. What I'm hoping to do Blog-wise is to get three entries out of this, and the first one = poltergeists.

Veteran readers will recognize the "style" above: it's my way of logging multiple experiences which I intuit might be related somehow, and get a crude characterization of each thumbnailed and easier to remember/collate. The "C" is the UFO-like designator for facts leading towards an estimation of "Credibility". And the "SIGMA+" is the second UFO-like designator for the"Strangeness" in the claims. I found a dozen encounters which were either "traditional" poltergeist-like situations, or things that my erratic Out Proctor mind said "include these."



I found all of these cases interesting. Most of them claimed very many witnesses, usually not only of a single family, and often with police or press or investigator involvement. The three single-witness cases each had a reason to assess a likely credible judgement by me [One, one course, stems from my being a Catholic, and another from my spending so much time as an academic, but what can I say?]. I included two things not usually seen in such a list [a ringing of a broken bell at a time of a significant death, and a physical action called upon by some Ouija gamers], but abnormally included or not, I say: what exactly is the phenomenological difference? All of these things seem to be anomalous physical manifestations which are clearly closely witnessed by stunned humans, who see no normal cause.

Spread about this set are also many of the traditional poltergeist phenomena: footfalls, moving furniture, falling objects, raps in walls or on doors and windows, but interspersed there are many other things which "personalize" each case {shades of UFOlogy}. There are two "rockthrowers". Normally [having been a semi-neanderthalic teenage boy once myself], my "favored hypothesis" would be obvious. But both cases had very long durations, repetitiveness, and police involvement. Some stuff just seems unintelligent and random, and some seems [nervously] person-directed. The Ouija case where the girls specifically asked for the piano to play something is the most blunt [and creepy] case of that, but others like rockthrowers, premonitionary footfalls and sounds of a father returning home, and the wall-knockings which led to a hidden letter addressed to the wife's husband [knockings which stopped upon the finding], seem VERY human-directed as well.

A few particularly odd aspects: a). the stones in one rockthrower case being seen to move too slowly and not in proper "gravitation-controlled" arcs; b). two instances which regularly had events in them which were violent towards humans --- some folks say that there are a lot of poltergeists like this [rather dangerously violent] but that has not been anywhere near the norm in my readings elsewhere; c). several cases where the activity was in its different ways apparently responsive to the humans; and d). my favorite, where the family dog seems to fight a Spirit Dog, but not a friendly Pookha, but one more like those "English" Spirit Dogs with mean dispositions. An apparition of this thing signals the end of the poltergeist effects.

I, just as you, have many thoughts go through my head as I read these things. But I'm no expert, so I'm going to quote a few people [from another FATE article] who are.

The article was "The Nature of Poltergeist Intelligence" in the August 1965 number, written by Raymond Bayless. Bayless was not the leading poltergeist expert of the early-to-mid 20th century, but he wasn't bad. FATE, no doubt, was happy to have him.

One of the fellows who Bayless quotes is Sir William Barrett [who I have found to be quite scholarly on a variety of paranormal matters]. That is Barrett to our left. He states:

"They {the poltergeist entities} appear to have some intelligence behind them... the intelligence is, therefore, in some way related to our intelligence, and moreover is occasionally in telepathic rapport with our minds."

Hmmmm..... despite my predilection to credit psi in many forms, I hadn't related poltergeist phenomena to it. The physical events, the sounds, the responses, ... all that stuff seemed to happen, in a weird sense, "normally", in the real physical world. Could some of this stuff, like happens with the sensory events during exorcisms, "happen" NOT AT ALL physically, but "merely" psychically perceived? I still can't see that, as the vast majority of poltergeist claims find objects actually moved, crockery actually broken, rocks actually "in hand", unlike the exorcist who finds that he has been ducking psychic phantoms.

Another expert quoted is one of my favorites: Herbert Thurston, SJ. In his book, Ghosts and Poltergeists, Thurston reported on a case {"An Indian Poltergeist"} wherein the events included fire-starting, injuries, an apparition which evinced hostility. The family was Catholic and tried an exorcism. The Church "magic" struck out totally on this one as the ghost became filled with "increased violence and fury."

This sort of thing encouraged Bayless to make a fairly strong stand that the majority of cases were negative in the extreme.

" It may be well to mention here a rather popular belief --- that the poltergeist is a friendly, playful, childish spirit which indulges in activity of a teasing nature. This is a naive view. The poltergeist force is almost always indicative of a psychological rather than a spiritistic origin and the phenomenon is most certainly not playful." 

Well, I guess that I can understand why Bayless would say that --- he's fired up for the then-new idea of William Roll that all of this is due to unconscious psychokinetic forces projected by [usually] teenagers with raging hormones and unsettled self-images and confidence. I confess that I've never liked the theory. There are too many incidents which are geographically-grounded in a "spot" not a person. And, as to the malignant nature of these things, I must say, generally, balderdash. The picture of the fine old house above is of my brother and sister-in-laws' home, which is a poltergeist house, inhabited by an entirely playful teasing childish spirit named "Kenny". To give Bayless a road out of this disagreement, he makes a [somewhat mysterious-to-me] distinction between "poltergeists" and "hauntings". I'm willing to entertain that there might well be two or more different sorts of agencies behind all this, but how, at this stage, does one feel comfortable making the sorting? I'd rather not just make the distinction after-the-fact by saying "if it's nasty it's a poltergeist; if it's friendly or neutral, it's a haunting."


There were other weird things going on in FATE as well. There were two instances where the witness described something as a levitation by an unseen force. Once it was a bed with a sleeping kid raised off the floor, and once it was a series of levitating/floating/sliding plates on a luncheon table. The latter witness was boggled but somewhat cooly experimental about trying to move them back where they belonged and sensing how much force had to be applied. This was not related to poltergeists. But why not? Where's the dividing line? What's the criterion?

Another triplicate of reports involved what we've been calling here "Trickster" phenomena. All cases had different atmospheres about tham. One involved the sudden appearance of small change moneys which hung around but other money would occasionally disappear --- always leaving the family with a "profit-margin" in the exchange. Then when the father tried to scheme this anomalous largesse, the giving phenomenon stopped altogether and there was an actual loss. {This just screams Old-Celtic-Style "Don't mess with the Little People" to me, despite its occurrence in British Columbia in 1961}.

Another case involved a more "ordinary" Trickster incident where a billfold disappeared and despite severe and long searching was given up for lost, then reappeared SIX MONTHS LATER neatly sitting on top of items in a clothes drawer. The third report was of some earrings which vanished until they were prayed for. Soon after the prayers, and entirely by accident, they were discovered in a box which hadn't been seen for years --- really weird. Again these things were not reported as poltergeist phenomena. Again, why not?

There was a post-death phenomenon reported where the relative of a deceased father, who had promised to try to find a way to give a sign, reported raps on the table just as the father would do, but more stunningly, the playing of his violin by "no one." Raps on tables, levitations, and playing musical instruments also give me creepy returns to thoughts of 19th century "physical mediums", who I had conveniently discarded into the rubbish bin of my non-beliefs [mainly due to how embarrassing some of the debunking had been.] .... groan .... do I have to put them back on the tilting table?

And, is it possible that all of this ( poltergeists, hauntings, post-death signs, apports, tricksters,  help--even Faerie?} is part of One Thing?


Well, I know who I need to get hold of [double-entendre ENTIRELY conscious]. And don't try to talk me out of it.


..... heck. I don't care whether she really knows anything about ghosts or not.

C'mon people. I'm 74 years old --- sadly harmless.

Peace.


Monday, September 1, 2014

Something I've Not Thought About For A Long Time


"And now for something completely different".....

I won't tease you. This post is about something that I think has very little chance of being real, at least in the terms which have been applied to it. It's about the alleged "pyramid energy" and its claims to do all manner of unexpected things. But before I "reveal all" as to my "brilliant" insights on this, here's why I'm posting.

Along with my assaults on the extra FATE magazine piles [etc] which must "go" prior to the ultimate move to the new house, another casualty has been the slide collection. This thing once upon a time [when the technology of the age was oriented to such antiquities] was pretty extensive and impressive. Lots of good talks and "prof's lectures" embedded there. But that's all passe, so to the trash it goes.

In the doing so, I looked at every slide to see if any had unique or near unique information on them [surprisingly some did.] [95% were booted, and some saved just because they were "pretty" or dramatic.] Of the unique ones were several pictures of a plant growth "pyramid energy" test.



The photography isn't stellar here, folks, but it's good enough to get the gist of this.

Once upon a time, far back in the Ancient 1970s, I was teaching a course called "Science and Parascience" --- a dammed good course regardless of what the chemists and physicists thought about it. The course required a student to demonstrate that they understood the scientific method, could dump their biases, and think about a controversial topic like a scientist. Normally students HATE things like scientific methodology, but because this was heavily chocolate-coated with subjects that many students would nearly kill to get a chance to study, it was wildly popular. AND, wonders of wonders, almost all of the students over the 15 years of the course's existence, behaved and gave it honest tries.

One of my best [I had MANY SUPER students in this class] decided to take on "pyramid power" as her topic. Kathy [I'm not telling you her last name as I'm sure she's leading a happy successful life with no need for "strange" internet followers] was a very bright, and very cute and energetic co-ed who insisted that I allow her to do some project which was more than a literature survey --- in other words she wanted something to experiment upon and gain her own data. ... Prof's Dream.

I had purchased two identical planting boxes with a metal [copper] open-work pyramid which fit into the grooves so it was stable above one of them. You see the rig above. Kathy did as I expected --- somewhat obsessively measuring out soil, water, growth medium, and seeds. She was a gem --- sure she wanted to get a "positive" result, but she knew that if she didn't give the experiment an honest base, she'd have wasted her time and learnt nothing. By the way, although you will see the planter boxes always in the same orientation in these pictures, Kathy regularly [on a timed agenda] moved the boxes into one another's position to equate as best she could the different sunlight [if any] or the different heat quantity [if any] relative to the two positions. She took pictures when the boxes were in similar positions just to make the visual comparison easy [ Like I say... a gem.]


Whereas the first two pictures above were at "day zero"/planting, and day 5/ 1st sprouting [these were bean plants], things began to get lively at day 7. Though you can't see it too well, Kathy noticed, she thought, a small increase in robustness in the pyramid plants already.



The pictures above are day thirteen. Kathy was pretty sure that somehow the experiment was "working". The plants in the pyramid box --- some of them anyway --- were noticeably taller.



Day sixteen. Weirdly, the pyramid-ed plants seemed to be striving to fill a more pyramidally-shaped space.


Day nineteen. Kathy at the end of the experiment checked the thought that comes up at this time: were the non-pyramid-ed plants just "lazier" and not standing up as straight for some reason. She weighed their relative masses and the pyramid-ed plants had significantly more "bulk".



Day twenty-four: last day before the culling and the measuring [stalks and roots were also longer.] My Good Girl had run a proper scientific test [as much as a dorm room would allow] and was all smiles. She also was never a fool, and knew that she would need to do this many times [repeatability of results] and under better "lab" conditions [control of variables], but all-in-all this was a success.

BUT HOW COULD IT BE?

I mean, really.... I ran a few growth experiments myself with these planter boxes and got [if I remember correctly {40 years ago, folks}] two no results and one positive. But still... what was going on? No "energy" has ever been reliably measured inside the open-work space, just as you'd expect.

I'm flummoxed, I'll admit. My "theory" is that neither Kathy nor myself [on my one "success"] were witnessing the result of some mysterious but unmeasurable power. Nor do I think that she was just lucky [and certainly not hoaxing]. I think that Kathy "did it herself".

There was a study done by the reverend Franklin Loehr which got published as The Power of Prayer on Plants which looks quite like Kathy's results when Loehr prayed for one batch of plants but not another. Normally one would take this with tablespoons of salt, but Loehr blew the science boys at NOVA away when he demonstrated the same effect for them with corn plants in a locked terrarium planter with their cameras as witnesses.

Still, what was going on? I refuse to buy into a hypothesis that God cares about relative rates of corn growth. But I DO think that we human beings can influence [sometimes] the external world by our intentions. And here we return full circle to the last post about JB Rhine and Psi and Bob Jahn's final proof that we all demonstrate at least low levels of psychokinesis.

Is Loehr's work not like "faith healing"? He thought of it that way... a "laying on of hands" on the corn plants, without touching them? Was Kathy so joyfully hoping that the pyramid covered bean sprouts would grow tall, that, bless her, they actually did? If I ever had a student upbeat and full-of-life enough to transfer something into her experiment it would have been her.


As far as the pyramids having "magic" in their shapes, who knows --- the Big Ones certainly do. But... I don't think that their power is too mysterious --- just awesome.

And the other stuff --- too Out Proctor for me...


.... or maybe ... 


No... I'm outta here..... 



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