Tuesday, May 22, 2012

UFOs in a World Gone Crazy

How can there remain room for UFOs in a world gone nuts?  Europe's economy teeters on the brink, and when/if a similarly unsurprising collapse happens here the U.S. will likely fall right into the same muck.
So who has time to care about UFOs today?  Tomorrow?

Few events were crazier last week than the Facebook stock sale – faceless Facebook fanciers basically buying and selling stocks of thin air, pixelated ghostly communications of the Internet.

Back in the day when the U.S. was booming in the manufacturing industry, when useful things were forged of metal instead of ever-deteriorating plastic goo, you knew what you possessed, what you purchased, objects enduring.  Now, recyclers beg for our metal so they can stuff it into huge ships and send it off to China --  China, currently one of the largest nationalistic vacuum cleaners on the planet, sucking up everything of value and necessity that India, Russia and other hysterical geographic entities can't get to or negotiate over first.

Facebook's circus atmosphere, attracting speculators and the press like a magnet a few days ago, was disturbing.  The UFO issue maintains more stability and evidence than Facebook's very existence because Zuckerberg's lucrative plaything – Web-based plastic goo – could be gone in a flash.  Social Web sites are transitory carnivals fired primarily by egos (though the commercial aspects are obvious), hope and boredom, seemingly rock-solid until The Next Big Thing wanders by, and that biggie, too, will be constructed only  of interesting concepts imprisoned by gigabyte jailers.

Beware the Internet, despite its self-illumination of electronically reproduced bells and whistles.  Cower under the bed before notorious social media swallows you whole, as its ego implosion brings the rest of the world together in the same way one scrambles an egg on the skillet.  Isn't social media the best of everything?  Isn't Facebook just the greatest thing ever?

We can hit the switch and unplug the computer, making all the electronic words and images retreat, and we can hit the  “delete” key and transfer what was to what isn't, but a fair percentage of UFO reports, like metallic goods of days past, remain intact and  pretty much incapable of deletion, even when you click the “hide” option.

With the "sinking" of "Battleship" at the box office, following the speedy demise of "John Carter" (which may as well have been called "John Doe"), one gets just that tiny sliver of hope that maybe someday the discriminating sci-fi audience will find the real UFO issue as fascinating as digitally created monsters.  Those folks should have sworn off that stuff no later than when "The Day the Earth Stood Still" was re-made and Gort became disturbingly cartoonish.