I hear that cattle mutilations are up this year. I guess the real question is (since I'm in the South - where for a brief period in the 70s there was a lot of activity before it all switched to England in the 80s) . . . what would I do if I saw a U.F.O.? Would I drive quickly away - or would I drive up to the glowing craft? Would I try to hitch a ride?

I think the answer is this: If the craft was just hovering there I would approach it, but if it was mutilating cattle and there was a beam seperating out all the organs and stuff I would just keep driving. This thread may sound strange - but in a Survival book I read once there was a brief chapter on U.F.O.s. The advice given was similar to the advice for wild animals. The basics - don't make eye contact, stay away from anything between you and the creature that it might be interested in . . . like food or young. Back away slowly. I would further add that this method works best because animals judge another animal's size by the height of its eyes from the ground. Therefore (to beasts) we are huge since they expect us to have 2 more legs behind us. All life forms (even aliens) will make the same assumption (at some time - on some level) and if the problem is leaving . . . most creatures feel no need to worry about it.

Just like prison - you don't turn your back.



Wow. You gotta admit that alien lore is more facinating than stealthy technology . . . dude.

Yep. Xenobiology will be one facinating field.

Interesting as all hell:

http://www.kornkreise-forschung.de/textKorea2008.htm

http://www.cropcircleconnector.com/inter20...hkorea2008.html











Man the primitive subspecies will come to know the wrath of MORBO!! Especially Scandanavia!! And now, your weekend forecast. Over to you, Jim.



You didn't see anything. There is no such thing as aliens or U.F.O.s.

Oh - and (so as not to create a whole new thread) this is for everyone who wondered about my guitar. This is a Gibson ES355 made in 1961. Chuck Berry model. Her name is Rosy.

You know - everyone on the internet claims to be so rich . . . then you see that their guitar is just a plastic pal. It's like - you play that thing. I'll play the easy sugar.