By Philip N. Ledoux
June 17, 2006
The wars of earth have been extended to the heavens, whether we like it or not. I understand that whatever council is in charge of our section of this galaxy do not allow kill weapons to be deployed in our area. Apparently the damned fools in charge of our area figure than if “we” use kill weapons where they aren’t supposed to be, “we” will have the advantage of surprise and thus gain “territory” or whatever is tempting to TPTB up there.
A hacker by the name of Gary McKinnon gives us enough clues to “read the entrails” or more precisely how to see shadows that do not match the actors. Gary admits to being stoned or high on dope most of the time he was hacking, but what little he remembers is enough. As one reads the unfolding story of McKinnon, one can recognize the cumbersome response/analysis mechanism of the hidden-government/TPTB in action. Nothing was done except throw Gary and his girlfriend into the slammer, confiscate several computers including those of an aunt and nieces, and then he is released. No threats, no nothing, so he goes on with his life. Suddenly the orders come down the line to extradite him from England and slap him into confinement in US prisons for 70 years. The whole scene smells of rotten fish, which bear looking into.
Let’s shift to the Air Force Academy outside Denver. Enough people have “talked” that we know that a special hidden base, connected with the Academy exists in that area; and it is the basic “school” for our space command operators and planners, both earthbound and space-ship/platform operators. Lips are tight and security tighter. Yet, we do know that the candidates are all “non family” men (so far no clues to women). None have children; maybe some divorces but no ties to anything including family. All are officer rank and none enlisted. In the past, this has been the ideal profile that the CIA and NSA hunt for. These are the type who are training and most likely operational in outer space working for “us” and TPTB. Not a friendly bunch to be picnicking with by any means.
Yet, behind all this is human nature working 24-7; all in our favor via their idiosyncratic errors. As Gary was hacking, he first thought it would be an impossible task; yet he found in the highest of security organizations that high ranking officers (etc.) didn’t bother to use a security code of any kind. So, with experience Gary got bolder and bolder, and sure enough no matter how high in government/military circles he delved, it became simpler and simpler (human nature being the helping factor). At the US Space command he realized that he wasn’t alone hacking, there were hackers from around the world there too!
"What was the most exciting thing you saw?"
"I found a list of officers' names," he says, "under the heading 'Non-Terrestrial Officers' .... It doesn't mean little green men. What I think it means is not Earth-based. I found a list of 'fleet-to-fleet transfers', and a list of ship names. I looked them up. They weren't US Navy ships. What I saw made me believe they have some kind of spaceship, off-planet."
Even stoned men can remember short lists or key names, but when the lists become long, stoned or sober, men cannot recall much of the specifics. So, that part of human nature limits our periscope view of the space program. The “fleet-to-fleet” transfers give us a big clue that it isn’t a spaceship that is off planet, rather it is just like the surface Navy’s fleet. One Atlantic, one Pacific with a few special interest groups. Girlfriends move from east to west and enamored sailor learns to make friends with yeomen who apply for fleet-to-fleet transfers. As below, so above.
Back about five years ago, observers of Area-51 saw daily deliveries of at least five to seven new space ships or platforms per day being test flown outside the delivery hangers, all at night. No doubt the delivery rate has increased. Just using the bare minimums of five per day for five years yields a fleet of 9,000 space-craft of various capabilities. That’s a hell of a fleet by any standards! Thus the need for various Fleets and thus a need for ordinary ops transfers. That special Air Force Academy has to be turning out a crew of 300 minimum every three months plus more for normal attrition. With (guessing) three crew per platform, that’s 27,000 cold blooded, well trained thinking robots up there. No wonder TPTB think they can thwart all the agreed to space limitations and carry kill weapons into space.
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