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Posted on 01/03/2013 6:36:29 PM PST by BenLurkin
Prime Minister Dmitry Medvedev’s off-air comments that Russian Presidents are given a secret file about extraterrestrials living among us created much media interest. Most news reports claimed that Medvedev was simply joking. His apparent reference to the Men In Black movie as a source of information on a super secret agency that monitors extraterrestrials on Earth was commonly cited as key evidence that he was in fact joking. The reasoning is that no political leader would refer reporters to a comedy to clarify national policy. It has now emerged that Medvedev was not referring to the Men in Black comedy after all, but to a recent Russian television documentary titled “Men in Black” that reveals many details about an extensive cover up of extraterrestrial life visiting Earth.
However, a more accurate translation of what Medvedev actually said about the Men in Black phenomenon was: “You can receive more detailed information having watched the documentary film of the same name.” So Medvedev was referring to a Russian “documentary film” titled Men in Black, not the Hollywood blockbuster by the same name...
Russian Men In Black (MIB) documentary, a number of prominent UFO cases in Russia and the USA are discussed. The Roswell UFO crash is covered, along with a number of extraterrestrial abduction cases, and UFOs disabling nuclear weapons facilities. The documentary examines testimony that extraterrestrial bases have been established on Earth, and that some are in restricted US military areas with the full knowledge of the Pentagon. The documentary even goes on to seriously discuss President Eisenhower’s alleged meeting with extraterrestrials, where agreements were reached with some of the visitors giving them permission to take some of the Earth’s resources in exchange for advanced technology...
(Excerpt) Read more at exopolitics.org ...
The vertebral handle is a lovely touch.
Thanks Ladies!
My daughter said the same thing TC, and she is panicking because she doesn't have her hospital bag packed yet, and the crib is still in the box.
Doesn’t anyone in your neighborhood have ibuprofen? Think of it as a social lubricant—”O, hai! May I borrow a cup of Motrin?”
The Great PV educated all of us! He was the first cat to survive feline leukemia in this country. He was dying. And the vet was perplexed: he had no clue what was ailing my beloved pet. He gave PV a shot of steroids, and told me point blank that PV would either recover or die within the next 36-48 hours. He recovered and lived another 15 years.
I still miss him, and it has been 30+ years.
Fax Maxhine, eldritch technology if ever it existed!
*keep it away from me!*
Lemonade? Lemon bread? Lemon pound cake? Some sort of fish dish? Lemon chicken?
I live in a senior complex. Ibuprofin is like a placebo to most of the people here, because they are so dependent on man-made drugs to ease what ails them. Ibuprofin is the strongest pain med I will take.
And besides, I seldom meet with the other residents, and have no clue which apartments most of them live in.
I’m not really a party aminul.
Well, that's understandable. No problem.
I'm more interested in this stuff now, anyway.
We'll call it "Three-D Printers, In Space!!!"
“Zombies of Hyperspace!”
Scene: outer hull, pitted and scarred by countless eons out ion the asteroid belt.
View shifts to the interior, lights flicker incessantly while randomly emitting sparks.
Something moves in the gloom.
Commander Bart Connors, “Graaaaaaah!”
Somehow, becoming a zombie has not altered his command voice much.
Even more amazing, the crew somehow understood him as a chorus of “Grrrrrruh-baaaah!” answers him!
Hideous idea, I know.
For whom?
Oh, I'm not so sure about that.
I've been entertaining the idea of a post-apocalyptic scenario set in space; and what better locale than ours?
The scene is the three-part Habitat, but with the Habs isolated from each other after the breakdown of the transportation system.
Much time has gone by, and our children are not as we would have imagined them. They have undergone genetic drift for multiple reasons. There is radiation here, and in the long term it will affect us. But there are also scientists here, who may try to do their part to prepare the children of Mankind for a life among the stars.
And there is the evolution of our machines, as well. Some of it, perhaps most of it, taking place without our supervision.
And what has happened to Earth? No one on the Habs knows, because trade has been stopped for a very long time, and communication broke down even before that.
Everyone is on their own, and they've been drifting in various ways.
What a playground for a writer, eh?
Bob, My Dear...I am waiting for you to start at the Beginning of the Undead Thread, and write like our lives depended on your historical narratives.
You have missed something somewhere...we, of the UT, are the perfect “story” material. So what’s keeping you from giving us eternal life in the pages of one of your books?
I’m not talking about the books you’ve already written. I’m talking about the Book that has yet to be. Never underestimate yourself, or your abilities.
The Flying Castle is the perfect venue for a Sci-Fi adventure. RUN WITH IT!
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And I am outta here for the night.
Nanite rampancy, insane AI’s, amok robots, what could possibly go wrogn?
3-D printers are extremely intriguing!
I made almond-flavored cookies and sandwiched them w/ Nutella. My friend, Earthwoman, doesn’t care for chocolate. Go figure.
Good night and sweet dreams, y’all!
Goodnight, sleep tight.
Don’t let the JbkZzzxbk bite!
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