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Friday, December 22, 1967, was bitter cold and the frayed Christmas decorations strung across the main street of the little West Virginia town of Point Pleasant seemed to hang limply, sadly, as if to match the grim, ashen faces of the towns people who shuffled about their business, their eyes averted from the gaping hole where the Silver Bridge had stood only a week before. Now the seven hundred-foot span was gone. Clusters of workmen, police officers, and assorted officials stood along the banks of the Ohio, watching silently as divers continued to bob into the black waters. Occasionally ropes would jerk and a bloated, whitened body would be hauled to the surface. It was not going to be a merry Christmas in Point Pleasant.
A few yards from the place where the bridge had been, Mrs. Mary Hyre sat in her office revising a list of the missing and the known dead. A stout woman in her early fifties, her normally cheerful, alert face was blurred with fatigue. She had had almost no sleep in the past seven days. After twenty years as the local stringer for the Messenger, recording all the births, marriages, and deaths in the little town, Mrs. Hyre suddenly found herself at the center of the universe. Camera teams from as far away as New York were perched outside her door. The swarms of news men who had descended on Point Pleasant to record the tragedy had quickly learned what everyone in the Ohio valley already knew. If you wanted to find out anything about the area and its people, the quickest way to do it was to "ask Mary Hyre."
For seven days now her office had been filled with strangers,
relatives of the missing, and weary rescue workers. So she hardly
looked up that afternoon when two men entered. They seemed
almost like twins, she recalled later. Both were short and wore
black overcoats. Their complexions were dark, somewhat
Oriental, she thought.
"We hear there's been a lot of flying saucer activity around here," one of them remarked. She was taken aback. The bridge disaster had dominated everyone's thoughts for the last week. Flying saucers were the furthest thing from her mind at that moment.
"We have had quite a few sightings here," she responded, turning in her chair to pull open a filing cabinet. She hauled out a bulging folder filled with clippings of sighting reports and handed it to one of the men.
He flipped it open, gave the pile of clippings a cursory glance, and handed it back.
"Has anyone told you not to publish these reports?"
She shook her head as she shoved the folder back into the drawer.
"What would you do if someone did order you to stop writing about flying saucers?"
"I'd tell them to go to hell," she smiled wanly.
The two men glanced at each other. She went back to her lists and when she looked up again they were gone.
Jack BrownLater that same afternoon another stranger walked into Mrs. Hyre's office. He was slightly built, about five feet seven inches tall, with black, piercing eyes and unruly black hair, as if he had had a brush cut and it was just growing back in. His complexion was even darker than that of the two previous visitors and he looked like a Korean or Oriental of some kind. His hands were especially unusual, she thought, with unduly long, tapering fingers. He wore a cheap looking, ill-fitting black suit, slightly out of fashion, and his tie was knotted in an odd old-fashioned way. Strangely, he was not wearing an overcoat despite the fierce cold outside. So, a typical MIB—Tom Kuptz, ed.
"My name is Jack Brown," he announced in a hesitant manner.
"I'm a UFO researcher."
"Oh," Mary pushed aside the pile of papers on her desk and studied him. The day was ending and she was ready to go home and try to get some sleep at last.
After a brief, almost incoherent struggle to discuss UFO sightings Brown stammered, "What would you do if someone ordered you to stop?. To stop printing UFO stories?"
"Say, are you with those two men who were here earlier?" she asked, surprised to hear the same weird question twice in one day.
"No. No, I'm alone. I'm a friend of Gray Barker."
Gray Barker of Clarksburg was West Virginia's best-known UFO investigator. He had published a number of books on the subject and was a frequent visitor to Point Pleasant.
"Do you know John Keel?"
I am not concerned with beliefs but with the cosmic mechanism which has generated and perpetuated those beliefs.”—John Keel, The Mothman Prophecies
[CROSS REFERENCE: MIB and Magickal Phenomena, Josh Norton]
[DIG DEEPER: Documents pertaining to Jack Brown, John Keel's Archives]
His face tightened. "I used to think the world of Keel. Then a
few minutes ago I bought a magazine. He has an article in it. He
says he's seen UFOs himself. He's a liar."
"I know he's seen things," Mary flared. "I've been with him when he saw them!"
Brown smiled weakly at the success of his simple gambit.
"Could you take me out where you and Keel saw things?"
"I'm not going to do anything except go home to bed," Mary declared flatly.
"Is Keel in Point Pleasant?" "No. He lives in New York." "I think he makes up all these stories." "Look, I can give you the names of some of the people here who have seen things," Mary said wearily. "You can talk to them and decide for yourself. But I just can't escort you around."
"I'm a friend of Gray Barker," he repeated lamely.
You wanna talk about "making things up"? He accuses Keel of "making things up" but he's "friends" with flim-flam man Gray Barker—Tom Kuptz, ed.
Outside the office a massive crane creaked and rumbled, dragging a huge hunk of twisted steel out of the river.
The moment I met Mrs. Hyre's niece Connie Carpenter in 1966, I knew she was telling the truth because her eyes were reddened, watery, and almost swollen shut. I had seen these symptoms many times in my treks around the country investigating UFO reports. Witnesses who were unlucky enough to have a close encounter 18 with an unidentified flying object, usually a dazzlingly brilliant aerial light, are exposed to actinic rays ... ultraviolet rays ... which can cause "eye burn," medically known as klieg conjunctivitis. These are the same kind of rays that tan your hide at the beach. If you lie in the bright sun without protecting your eyes you can get conjunctivitis. Whatever they are, UFOs radiate intense actinic rays. There are now thousands of cases in which the witnesses suffered eye-burns and temporary eye damage ... even temporary blindness ... after viewing a strange flying light in the night sky. One of the most extreme cases of UFO blindness occurred on the night of Wednesday, October 3, 1973, in southeastern Missouri. Eddie Webb, forty-five, of Greenville, saw a luminous object in his rear-view mirror. He put his head out the window of his truck and looked back. There was a bright white flash. Webb threw his hands to his face, crying, "Oh, my God! I'm burned! I can't see!" One lens had fallen from his glasses and the frames were melted. His wife took over the wheel of their vehicle and drove him to a hospital. Fortunately, the damage was not permanent. What puzzled me about Connie's case, however, was that she had not seen a splendid luminous flying saucer. She had seen a giant "winged man" in broadday light. According to her story, Connie, a shy, sensitive eighteen-yearold, was driving home from church at 10:30 A.M. on Sunday, November 27, 1966, when, as she passed the deserted greens of the Mason County Golf Course outside of New Haven, West Virginia, she suddenly saw a huge gray figure. It was shaped like a man, she said, but was much larger. It was at least seven feet tall and very broad. The thing that attracted her attention was not its size but its eyes. It had, she said, large, round, fiercely glowing red eyes that focused on her with hypnotic effect. "It's a wonder I didn't run off the road and have a wreck," she commented later. 19 As she slowed, her eyes fixed on the apparition, a pair of wings unfolded from its back. They seemed to have a span of about ten feet. It was definitely not an ordinary bird but a man-shaped thing which rose slowly off the ground, straight up like a helicopter, silently. Its wings did not flap in flight. It headed straight toward Connie's car, its horrible eyes fixed to her face, then it swooped low over her head as she shoved the accelerator to the floorboards in utter hysteria. Over one hundred people would see this bizarre creature that whiter. Connie's conjunctivitis lasted over two weeks, apparently caused by those glowing red eyes. At the tune of my first visit to Point Pleasant in 1966 I did not relate the winged weirdo to flying saucers. Later events not only proved that a relationship existed, but that relationship also is a vital clue to the whole mystery.
Why would a Shadow-like apparition suddenly appear in an old house? Could it besome kind of residue from Walter Gibson's very powerful mind? Wto existence?
Readers of occult literature know there are innumerable cases of ghosts ed activity. Could these ghosts really be tulpas, residues of powerful minds like the phantom in the broad-brimmed hat?
Next, consider this. UFO activity is concentrated in the same areas yes?
Question? How would "mere tulpas" get access to advanced technology? For that matter, why do the MIBs drive around in old-model vehicles, but their weapons and spy-gadgetry is state-of-the-art? — asked by Tom Kuptz Put in your 2¢
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W. Raymond Drake was not only a well known writer on the ‟ancient astronauts” theme, but also a student of all kinds of fortean subjects. After his death the Drake collection of books, manuscripts and clippings ended up with the Charles Fort Institute (CFI) collection in the basement of the London house of Fortean Times founder Bob Rickard. Access more information on the AFU website…
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John A. Keel (March 25, 1930 - July 3, 2009) was an American journalist and influential UFOlogist best known as the author of
The Mothman Prophecies. In the 1950s, he spent time in Egypt, India, and the Himalayas investigating snake charming cults, the
Indian rope trick, and the legendary Yeti, an adventure that culminated in the publication of his first book, Jadoo.
In the mid-1960s, he took up investigating UFOs and assorted forteana and published his first knockout UFO book,
UFOs: Operation Trojan Horse.
Is there a single intelligent force behind all religious, occult, and UFO phenomena?
Strange manifestations have haunted humans since prehistoric times. Beams of light, voices from the heavens, the "little people," gods and devils, ghosts and monsters, and UFOs, have all had a prominent place in our history and legends. In his dark works, John A. Keel explores these phenomena, and in doing so reveals the shocking truth about our present position and future destiny in the cosmic scheme of things.
John Keel wrote his first article on unidentified flying objects in 1945, but it was not until a visit to the Aswan Dam in Upper Egypt in 1954 that he saw his first genuine flying saucer. He has written for numerous national publications, and his by lined newspaper features, syndicated by the North American Newspaper Alliance, have appeared in more than 150 major newspapers in the United Statesand abroad. His many articles on UFOs and his personal research on the subject resulted in his being awarded a plaque as "Ufologist of the Year" at the 1967 Convention of Scientific Ufologists.
Gray Barker (May 2,1925 - December 6,1984) was an American writer best known for his books about UFOs and other paranormal phenomena. His 1956 book They Knew Too Much About Flying Saucers PDF introduced the general notion of the Men In Black to UFO folklore. The term was later popularized by John Keel along with the shorthand "MIB".
Recent evidence indicates that Gray Barker was skeptical of UFO claims, and mainly wrote about the paranormal for financial gain. He launched and participated in hoaxes to deceive the more serious UFO investigators. Controversial as he may be, he is an undeniable part of UFO history and lore.
Fandom.com - Gray Barker bio on Fandom.com
Gray Barker: My Friend, The Myth-Maker - Article in Skeptical Inquirer by John C. Sherwood
Gray Barker's Book Of Bunk - Another article from Skeptical Inquirer by John C. Sherwood
Mothman Lives - "Who Was Gray Barker?"
“An essential read. Even if you just enjoy good suspense, when Keel talks of his own experiences with Men in Black, stolen evidence, and intimidation via eerie phone calls and visitations, you'll want to keep reading.” —Strange Horizons
“The Mothman remains a potent piece of American folklore.” —CNN
West Virginia, 1966. For thirteen months the town of Point Pleasant is gripped by a real-life nightmare culminating in a tragedy that makes headlines around the world. Strange occurrences and sightings, including a bizarre winged apparition that becomes known as the Mothman, trouble this ordinary American community. Mysterious lights are seen moving across the sky. Domestic animals are found slaughtered and mutilated. And journalist John Keel, arriving to investigate the freakish events, soon finds himself an integral part of an eerie and unfathomable mystery.
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