Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The Walton Incident, 1975

On the evening of November 10th 1975 Travis Walton awoke near Heber, Arizona... And entered history of Ufology forever




The list


In the history of Ufology, arguably the five most famous cases or incidents that occurred on the territory of the United States could be chronologically listed like this:

1st – 1947 Kenneth Arnold’s flying saucer report
2nd – 1947 Roswell UFO crash
3rd  - 1961 Barney and Betty Hill abduction
4th – 1975 Travis Walton abduction
5th – 1997 Phoenix Lights

               In this blog entry we will concentrate on the fourth one. One of the most famous cases of alleged alien abduction. And it is hard to say which one is more famous, the 1961 Barney and Betty Hill abduction or this one.
               As far as these five most prominent UFO cases go, when looking at them geographically it is interesting to note that the state of Arizona gave us two of them, and when you count in the Roswell incident total of three of them are originating from the American Southwest.
               Skeptics tend to point out that the Southwest is a geographical region chock full of mountain ranges, dense forests, inhospitable deserts, mesas… In few words; full of hidden and remote areas where secret military bases and installations are built. The likes of Dugway, Area 51, White Sands, Dulce, etc.
               The skeptics claim that both Roswell and Phoenix Lights incidents can be simply explained by that fact. And as we will discuss later, even the Walton Incident to a certain extent. When it comes to Kenneth Arnold’s UFO report and the Hill abduction, skeptics tend to believe these are just outright hoaxes and blatant lies, concocted by small number of witnesses.
               So how did I become interested in the Walton Incident? What brought me to it? 

2012 Xcom game



One of my favorite video games, one of the best I played in my life, is the original 1994 version of Xcom. Known as either “UFO: Enemy Unknown” in Europe or “Xcom: UFO Defense” in US. Or just 1994 Xcom for short.
               It is considered, if not overall the best game of the 90s, then at least the best strategy game of that decade. Reviewers are still placing it near the top lists of best games, and indeed, it really is one of the most regarded games in history of video gaming.
               In 2012 Firaxis remade a new version suitable for the new high definition age. The age when video gaming has gone mainstream, no longer confined to the rooms and basements inhabited by geeks and nerds.
               Leading up to it’s release though, there was a perceived danger that the legendary video game franchise will be revived by 2K Marin as a ghastly first person shooter set in the 60s. Danger which was most eloquently presented by Spoony One’s infamous “Betrayal!” rant at E3 2010 Expo.
               Luckily for the fans of the franchise, myself obviously being one of them, Firaxis people stepped in to save the day and do a proper re-boot and a remake worthy of it’s famed original. Fans let a sigh of relief, knowing that the way things are these days, the whole endeavor could have ended up much, much worse. 
             

The quote





                 2012 Xcom game opens with a powerful quote by one of the Big Three writers of Sci Fi, British and Sri Lankan writer Arthur C. Clark:

“Two possibilities exist. Either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.”

               Basically what Clark was saying to the legions of fascinated stargazers, romanticizing human kind’s first contact with extra terrestrial life forms, is; we could be screwed either way. Which is exactly how aliens in the 2012 Xcom video game turn out to be. They have arrived. But not to be our friends.
               After I started playing the 2012 Xcom game, it took me some time to digest the game’s logic and go through the learning curve, but once I got the basics of it… I was hooked. The graphics, the game play, the story… Wow.
               It took 18 long years, but it was worth it. 

UFO bug

               
               While playing the 2012 Xcom game I caught a UFO bug. It rekindled my general interest in UFOs and possibility of extra terestrial life. For several months over late 2012 and early 2013 I was in that UFO haze.
               During which I started watching the entire series of “The X-Files” from the very beginning, from those awesome early season episodes until the later part in the series when things seem to revolve around agent Scully’s childbirth. Also, I watched “UFO Hunters” where they seem to uncover a lot of dirt but not much smoking gun evidence… To more scientifically driven shows such as History Channel’s excellent series “The Universe”.
               Then various Sci Fi movies, such as “Close Encounters of the Third Kind”. In addition, I scoured the internet for UFO related photos, articles, videos… 

Fire in the Sky

                 
             
            One of the movies I also saw was “Fire in the Sky”. Now that I had renewed interest in UFOs again, I decided to revisit The Walton Case, this time not just to watch the movie, but also determined to read his book that inspired the making of it.
               And with a more critical eye for it, because I saw the movie once before, years back, when the Internet was still in it’s infancy, meaning the very late 90s, on a rental VHS tape. Remember those?
               That time I took it as pure entertainment which was well worth the rental fee if my memory serves me well. This time… The experience is described in the review underneath. In short; it is still very entertaining.
               Going back to the Walton Incident… 



Blasting away across the Universe


  
              I guess I belong to the certain sub-category of skeptics. It is not that I don’t believe in possibility of life in the Universe. Or should I say; intelligent life. After all… Look at us, the human kind, right here on planet Earth, right?
               Yes, I believe in it. Since in that strictly legalistic sense humans have set the precedent. Therefore the possibility of other life forms existing in the Universe. It is the science behind the space travel that gives me pause.
               To summarize; I have a much harder time believing in extra terrestrials visiting us, as oppose to them existing elsewhere in space to begin with.
               Because space travel is not a picnic. From finding an appropriate power source, to mounting it on a space craft, to blasting away across the galaxy at or close to the speed of light and traversing hundreds if not thousands of light years.
               Look, we can spend hours and hours debating space travel, but the fact is the more education one possesses, the more science gets in the way of space travel possibility. I mean… It is possible, but is it probable?

Our beautiful nuclear reactor


              
                One thing that particularly bugs me about proponents of UFO visitations is the old claim how ever since the nuclear explosions over Nagasaki and Hiroshima at the very end of the World War 2 in 1945, we have suddenly become visible on the radars of space civilizations. The aliens suddenly became aware of our destructive power and are sending their scout ships to check us out and investigate us from closer range.
               My response is; Hello! Hello! We live next to a giant nuclear reactor! Gazillion of times more powerful every split second than both nuclear explosions on Earth in 1945 combined!
              
             Our Sun. Our beautiful Sun called Sol. It provides us with energy without which life wouldn’t even be able to kick-start itself into existence to begin with, let alone sustain itself for much longer. Without sunlight, plants would be the first ones to go, and then everyone else higher up the food chain would die off in a mass extinction event.
               The Sun is a giant nuclear reactor, giving off so much radiation, we should thank our lucky stars, and Sol of course is not one of them, that the Earth’s core is made of iron, creating a naturally protective shield in view of a powerful magnetic field. The Earth’s magnetic field protects us like an invisible umbrella.
               Without that magnetic field shielding us, the skimpily dressed sunbathers frolicking around the World’s beautiful beaches would be fried in a mater of seconds. In fact, even with that protective shield, prolonged exposure to the Sun can be harmful, by burning the skin at best, to causing melanoma, or sun cancer spots, at worst.
               Even with the protective shield, the Sun has a way of showing who is the big boss in our solar system. That there is only one biggest star around that shares all the spotlight and it isn’t Beyonce or Justin Beiber.
               Eventually though, our Sun will became a faded and aged star. Billions of years from now, the Sun will run out of it’s nuclear fuel, it’s x factor. It will start cooling off and expanding as it does so. It will turn into a dimly lit red giant gobbling up planet Earth.
               But never to fear, because most likely our demise will come sooner than that. Because as the Sun increases in size, it will still be a bright and hot source of light from the Earth’s perspective. It will burn us all off in the process and turn our planet into what is now either Mercury, a barren, overcooked rock, or Venus, an overheated, toxic, uninhabitable version of the Earth.

Black budgets



              
What has increased since World War 2 is not just supposed awareness of extra terrestrials to our presence in the Universe, but military budgets of both super powers that emerged victorious. The US and the Soviet Union.
               Military budgets that could conceivably produce all sorts of ridiculous military experimental aircraft that are later misinterpreted as extra terrestrial flying machines by the untrained eyes.
Yes, indeed they are, in that strictest sense of the word, Unidentified Flying Objects, however they are terrestrial based rather then being from outer space. And a lot of them drew inspiration from Nazi Germany's own designs thanks to German scientists who were evacuated to the US in "Operation Paperclip".


Story

               



               
              A very brief retelling of the Walton Incident would go something like this…
              Then 22 year old Travis Walton, working as a team member of a logging crew headed by his future brother-in-law Michael Rogers, gets abducted by a UFO on Turkey Springs road, near Mogollon Rim, Arizona around 6pm on November 5th, 1975.
               Five days later, on November 10th, after eventually being returned beside a highway just outside of Heber in northeast Arizona, as the alien space craft speeds off into the Arizona skies at incredible velocity, Walton, still dazed and confused, stumbles onto the road… and into the Ufology history books.
               His claims of what really happened during those five days, and the claims of his team members sighting a UFO in Apache-Sitgreaves National forest, remain controversial to this day. Travis Walton and Michael Rogers to this day maintain they saw an alien space craft, and none of the other five fellow loggers present that day had ever recanted their story since 1975.
               Yet, as Neil deGrasse Tyson commented on this particular case, “I need more than just an eyewitness account.”
               On the other side of the debate about the Walton Incident is the skeptic community and their theory; that this whole story is just a cleverly executed hoax. One of the most prominent of them, Phillip J. Klass even at one point lost his temper on air of CNN’s Larry King Live show when debating Walton and Rogers, while the two were on a publicity tour for the movie version of the event, going so far to outright accuse them of being, “two god damn liars.”
               Klass was the main nemesis of Walton, who came up with a theory that the Walton Incident is nothing more than a hoax that got out of hand, which Walton and Rogers perpetuated in order to avoid financial penalties for not completing the logging contract with the US Forestry Service in time, and to enact the ‘Act of God’ clause.

Difference


              
But why this particular case? What is it that elevates it above hundreds if not thousands of similar other claims of alien abductions and visitations? Well, even the more reputable UFO proponents agree that majority of such claims are mostly desperate cries for attention by sad, delusional people.
Or hallucinations brought on by drug use. Or by being in the state of hypnogogia, that state between sleep and wakefulness. Or just plain hoaxes. Or due to claimants being just outright drunk off their a***s. Some of them are just blocked out memories of childhood abuse, and not alien visitations at all. Etc, etc…
However those same UFO proponents are adamant in believing that small percentage of UFO abduction cases are indeed genuine. With Walton case being a prime example of one of them.
What makes this incident special, and it even boasts of it on the book cover relating to it, is that this is one of the best documented UFO abduction cases while the alleged alien abduction was still in progress. As oppose to law enforcement and UFO investigators getting involved after the alleged alien abduction already occurred and the abductee was returned.
So, there was an extensive search and rescue operation carried out by state and local law enforcements from several nearby towns in northeastern Arizona that early November of 1975 that lasted for five days.
There was a greater number of eyewitnesses to the supposed UFO abduction event than it is usually found in these types of cases. Six eyewitnesses that at one point were seriously staring down a murder charge for killing their coworker. Except the sheriff's department and the police had a hard time locating the body before they could press charges.
Several days into the whole event, when the media got whiff of the extraordinary claims and the story, a media circus, comprising of news outlets from around the World, descended on the small town of Snowflake, Arizona. The town where most of the alleged UFO witnesses, and possible murder suspects, resided.
All of these elements make up the story of the “Fire in the Sky”, making it feature in the history of Ufology in a way that no other case had since. At least not one involving alleged alien abduction.

Four possibilities exist


               So… After reading the book, watching the movie, You Tube and other videos, articles, websites… What are we to make of the Walton Incident? Well, to paraphrase Arthur C. Clarke, four possibilities exist:

a)      It is a hoax with all seven loggers in on the act.
b)      It is a hoax with only Walton and Rogers in on the act, while the rest of them were somehow bamboozled into believing they were really seeing a UFO
c)      The “alien” space craft was actually a terrestrial based, secret US military experimental craft being tested around Mogollon Rim, only to bump into the loggers by accident. Surprised by them, the crew shot off some sort of laser weapon at Walton, rendering him unconscious. Later on, while on board, Walton hallucinated he was saying aliens due to injuries sustained.
d)      It is a true event.

             Of course, Walton is adamant it is d). However, in his book he leaves, albeit very briefly, open a possibility of the entire event being c). Yet, he then goes into more far fetched theories about a possibility of that space craft arriving from another dimension, parallel universes, etc.
The skeptics and debunkers believe it is either a) or more likely b) since the loggers are all still sticking to their story after so many years. If it really is a) or b) there are still hopes that eventually one of them will make a deathbed confession admitting to a hoax.
Perhaps we will never know the truth of what happened that cold, early November night in 1975. Until one of the loggers finally confesses or until it is ever revealed by high ranking government officials that alien presence is real…
Some people will remain skeptics, some will remain believers… However even skeptics might catch themselves gazing up to the stars and wandering… What if? What if it really is all true?

Book Review: “Fire in the Sky” (1996) by Travis Walton


1978 original edition, part 1


               Originally it was published in 1978, but a copy of that edition is seemingly impossible to either loan or buy. With even Travis Walton commenting on the high cost on his website as prices on Amazon can reach into ridiculous heights.
               Couldn’t even find it on Scribd as a PDF, which is something I don’t like doing, preferring to read books in paper format. The same format the Gutenberg bible was published in. Even in PDF, I would love to get my hands on the original 1978 version as I’m left wandering how much it differs from this 1996 version I am reviewing today.
               Obviously, the cover page is different and much more cartoonish looking than it is marketed today. Ok… I’ll refer to the original edition a bit later, after we figure out what we have in the version I red.
               

1996 follow up edition


The 1996 edition is the one that Travis Walton now holds to be the true and full account of his experience. A much more improved book than the original one, according to him. Ok… To begin with, this book doesn’t feel like it was written by a lumberjack, or a logger that Walton is by profession.
No. It feels like it is written by a holder of several PhDs. And I don’t mean that as an offense or disrespect, but in a different way. There is sense of incongruence, knowing his background is manual, non intellectual work.
However, that is nothing to say that this alleged abduction or whatever it may be, didn’t have a profound effect on Walton that changed his character forever. Causing him to immerse himself into books and research to find answers to more philosophically perplexing questions in our life.
Walton claims he always had this intellectual streak about him, and his reckless, tough guy persona was just a facade he was hiding behind for most of his youth. Walton insists he wrote the book himself. The previous 1978 edition and this one too.
At first I was suspecting a ghostwriter has lent a hand, when on inside the covers there was a note saying “Fire in the Sky” written by Mike Kozak. So I thought; oh, that’s the ghostwriters name.
Nope. Turns out Mike Kozak was a truck driver on the movie set while the movie version was being made. He is brother of Harley Jane Kozak, an actress I never heard of. Mike Kozak had a momentary bout of inspiration to write out lyrics to a song, also titled “Fire in the Sky”. So he wasn’t a ghostwriter like I originally thought.
Having red the book cover to cover, maybe professionals have tidied it up a bit, but I fully believe Walton’s heart and soul are in it. Speaking of covers…

Artistic talent


That iconic image of a human figure, I guess representing Walton, being struck by a beam of light? That was painted by none other then Michael Rogers himself, including the illustrations inside the book, where the aliens and UFO are depicted.
               Apparently, Rogers was inspired to paint with uncanny ability not previously demonstrated in his life. Michael Rogers, the foreman of the logging crew all of a sudden displaying painting talent?
               And the illustrations plus the cover painting are professional grade material. They are not amateurish work by any means. This gave me a moment of pause. Because reading through the book, I didn’t give much thought to illustrations, thinking “Marlowe and Company” most likely commissioned a professional illustrator before the book was to be printed.
               But turns out the guy who was himself entangled in the events of this incident is illustrating the book?
               If Michael Rogers was to admit, “Ok, ok… I drove up to Phoenix one day and hired a professional illustrator to ghost paint these illustrations for me, and all I did is sign my name to it… Sue me for wanting to earn a buck or two…”
               That would be more understandable and palatable than outright claiming he painted the pictures and illustrations himself. Same paintings and illustrations that were being offered as collectors items for purchase in the book. So, why do I keep yammering on about these illustrations?
               For one, it somewhat validates Phillip J. Klass’ methodology of looking for the financial motives behind various claims of supernatural experiences and UFO visitations. The old, “follow the money” principle.
               But ok. Let’s give him that. The US is a place of free enterprise. He can paint whatever he wants and then sell it to whomever wants to buy it. A fair and square transaction, with no bearing on the UFO event itself.
               However, it opens another interesting speculation. Here is a crew of seven wood cutters, yet two of them posses fairly decent creative talents. One for writing, the other for painting. Is it possible their creative talents would also extend to the ability to make up incredible stories about UFO abductions?
               Maybe that UFO story was an outlet to vent their pent up creative talent as a way to escape the everyday drudgery of repetitive, uncreative, mundane day to day harsh physical labor of cutting wood from 7am till 5pm?
               It was really hard not to ask such questions when first realizing two creative artists were trapped in harsh reality of cutting wood all day.

My reality


And I admit I cross referenced it to my own reality. I too wanted to be a professional writer. But life didn’t turn out like that for me.
               Myself also work in a logical, exact science kind of work place that albeit being much more enjoyable and fun place to work as well as much less physically strenuous then Walton’s, doesn’t leave much space for creativity. However, here in 21st century, I have the good luck to expel my creativity right here on my little Blogger based blog, backed up by a corporate juggernaut like Google.
The biggest draw card, according to the stats Google offers me, is still the story of Mike Kanonsri, the con man in Bangkok who pretends he is a stranded traveler to scam out small amounts of money from naive fellow Westerners, that aren't worth pursuing with police, but are hurtful as hell to ones pride.

Minor incongruence


Back in 1975 there weren’t that many options if you found yourself to be an artist trapped inside a job as a lumberjack, your mind ticking away at thousand miles an hour.
The book and the illustrations both came out in 1978. So from November 1975 until Walton’s writing begins in 1977, there is about a year and a half or so? It seems to me too short of a time span for somebody who claims to have gone through such a mind rending experience.
There was this incongruence I felt half way into the book that I couldn’t quite shake off. If it was so traumatic and life changing, where you seek to forget… Why publish a book about it so soon? There was this difficult to grasp feeling that something just isn’t right. Almost as if he was seeking publicity and trying to capitalize on it. Congruence. Look up that word.
Yet, to be fair to Walton, maybe he used his book as a therapeutic tool to process what he had experienced. We have to give him that. Also, Walton claims he felt compelled to write it to offer his side of the story. He has a valid point. He was, and still is, accused as a hoaxer and a fraud, and he feels a strong compulsion to defend himself, which is understandable.
Anyway, enough about the cover and the general feel of it…. What about what’s inside? The content?

It is divided into four parts


Part 1 – “The Incident”.  The Preface and up to page 35, leading up to the actual incident, Walton writes about his background, logging and life in Snowflake, a small Mormon town situated in Arizona’s northeastern part of the state.
He describes how when Arizona is mentioned, the first thought many people have are the images of baking hot deserts that dominate the southern part of the state and Phoenix, the sprawling metropolis built in the middle of that desert.
Yet Snowflake was founded near the slopes of the mountains capped by Mogollon Rim and the woodland area of Apache-Sitgreaves National Forrest. It is in that forest covering the mountains that the incident will take place.
Regardless of it being a genuine UFO abduction or an elaborate hoax, the local law enforcement, the UFO hunters and the media will be into it knee deep. Pages 36 – 87 cover the search for Walton while he was missing for five days. We could class this part as covering events outside of the alleged spaceship, sort of speak.
And then… The heart of this book. Meat and potatoes. Travis on board the alien craft, covered in pages 88 – 104. Only 16 pages devoted to what happened on the space ship. You might think, ‘how come so brief?’ but think about it… He claims he can recall two hours out of five days plus five hours he was missing, coming to total of 125 hours.
If we were to be nitpickers, that comes to 2 out of 125 missing hours, or 1.6 percent. He can’t recall what was happening with him for the other 98.4 percent of the time. Therefore 16 pages out of the book of 370 represents roughly 4.3 percent of the content, which is about the right measure.
And… As far as UFO abduction encounters and alien tropes go, it is actually a pretty mundane experience. There are no intense medical experiments while he’s strapped to a nightmarish looking medical examination chair. Even some of the aliens themselves are human looking in their appearance as oppose to featuring solely the fabled greys alien types.
Some UFO proponents might argue that the fact the experience on board the UFO is anticlimactic and with no much drama, it might actually be the real thing and not a product of a  fertile imagination.

Part 2 – “Analysis”. Deals mostly with the immediate aftermath after aliens return him near Heber. Describes taking lie detector tests, dealing with the after shock of it all, hypnosis, etc., covering mid to late 70s.

Part 3 – “Latter Days”. Just like the title says, covers Walton’s life further on after the incident, the 80s and 90s.
It also covers filming of the “Fire in the Sky” movie version of the event. Surprisingly, that was the best part of the book! An all-American boy from rural Arizona meets the gossipy, misbehaving Hollywood celebrities!
Some of Walton’s observations are earnest and truly hilarious. Yes, the best part of the book. This is where Walton lets loose a little and gives a wonderful and enjoyable account about the making of the film.

Part 4 – “PJK” or Appendix. It has a single chapter titled PJK, which are the initials of Walton’s most ardent debunker and opponent; Phillip J Klass. From pages 285 – 370, representing 85 pages or %23 of the book, Walton lets Klass have it. Refuting him point by point with righteousness and zeal that is both envious and surprising. That’s nearly quarter of the book, just to respond to Klass.

Klass


 Speaking of whom… This blog entry is published close to Klass’ 8 year death anniversary. He was a Washington D.C. insider, and that is not a secret. Part of the isolated class of people populated by Republicans, Democrats, lobbyist, journalists, policy wonks, hangers on and similar types.
Many of them seem to be at each other’s throats, but public secret is that being so closely concentrated in D.C. they also wine, dine, date and interact with each other on a daily basis behind the scenes. Klass came from the background which knows that Washington D.C. is a place where it is virtually impossible to keep a secret.
Most things eventually leak out in D.C., one way or the other. If there was a UFO conspiracy, Klass would most likely become aware of it sooner or later. Even the black budgets have people who know about them. And they know people. And so forth.
It is one of the facts that Walton uses against Klass, accusing him almost of being a part of conspiracy to discredit and intimidate potential witnesses of extra terrestrial contact. Klass died in August of 2005, and so far there hasn’t been evidence of it and he remains highly regarded figure in the skeptic community.

Book verdict


So, what’s the final verdict on this book? Well, to general public this might not be an easy book to digest. At times it does seem to drag along, especially when Walton starts philosophizing about life in general.
Or maybe it just seems so because most of his reading audience expects this book to be chock full of aliens, me included. Yet they are only featured on 16 pages. It is mostly a piece of work that defends Walton’s claim of a UFO encounter, rather than describing it or delving on it in immense detail.
However, if you are a ufologist or someone completely into the whole UFO subject, a UFO fan, a ‘believer’ in a word, then this book is a must for you. It is a required reading about one of most famous UFO incidents in the United States and its aftermath. You will be fascinated by it all.

What really happened?


Walton sounds genuine and convincing. It is difficult to shake off that feeling at times.
It is possible that what the loggers really saw that day was an experimental, secret US military aircraft on a test run. A black budget project, based somewhere in the Southwest.
Wrongfully believing they are in a deserted area of Turkey Springs, the crew of the aircraft probably didn’t expect the loggers bumping into them either, and were equally as surprised.
Once Walton recklessly jumped out of the car to run up to the aircraft to have a better look at it, the crew members either panicked or felt they had no choice but to fire off some sort of experimental laser at Walton to restrain him, while the rest of the loggers started fleeing for their lives, driving down Turkey Springs road like a bat out of hell.
After all, you don’t expect for human beings to run towards what they believe to be a UFO, but rather stay motionless in shock in disbelief until the supposed UFO disappears or to start screaming and running away from it. The pilot of the craft Walton encountered might really have thought there was no other way but to render Walton unconscious with a weapon of sorts.
And the so called aliens? Could be a product of Walton’s imagination thanks to mind affected by injury. He could’ve hallucinated it all. Dream of it, while still recovering from being lasered, on board the ship with the crew unsure what to do with him.
It could be that the three grey aliens were an act designed to result in Walton believing he was in a UFO abduction story and to prevent him from blowing away a billion dollar secret aircraft project. If he was alone it would be easier to get rid of him.
If he was a hunter, or similar, traipsing up the mountains, they could’ve arranged it so his death looks like an accident. Fallen down a cliff, mauled by a mother bear protecting it’s cub, accidental rifle discharge, etc. But there were six other witnesses that managed to get away. Therefore the crew role playing the aliens aboard a UFO.
However after Walton came to and panicked, displaying more surprising physical strength than expected, the crew of the aircraft might have just decided to drop the alien charade altogether. It is at that point that ‘humanoid’ aliens appeared, placed the plastic mask over his face, making him unconscious and dropped him off near Heber. After making sure he has finally recovered from the laser injuries of course.
What the crew of the secret US military aircraft misjudged though is the willingness of the loggers to persist with their (in the strictest sense of that word again) UFO story and it eventually getting out of hand after the media caught wind of it.
Again, the theory of the secret US military aircraft rather than the extra terrestrial space ship being at the root cause of the Walton Incident is the theory Travis Walton is open too also, although not as nearly as believing it was a genuine UFO from outer space.  


1978 edition, part 2




So the 1996 edition is at 370 pages, and twice the size of its 1978 predecessor, which is according to Amazon, 181 page long in comparison. I’m guessing that once you remove the part about the making of the movie, the “Latter Days” section of Part 3 as well as the response to Klass’ debunking attempt in Part 4, you probably get the original 1978 edition featuring that diamond type craft shooting a beam on its cover.


Remember that question; if something has changed %50 or more, is it still the same thing? The 1996 edition is a definitive one as far as Walton is concerned, since 1978 edition is a much thinner serving when Part 3 and 4 are removed.


Guess I’ll never know due to the fact that prices for the original edition have reached ridiculous levels. The amazon buyers are aware of that too. Those who are selling the book are probably all too aware of the original book’s intrinsic value in the history of Ufology.
Walton himself is aware of his now out of print books reaching unreasonable price levels, especially the first one, probably driven by the resurgence of interest into this case with the rise of the internet.

Therefore I recommend you purchase the book directly from Walton’s own website if you just must have the hard copy version in your library rather than fueling the highway robbery on the Amazon. By purchasing the 1996 edition from him you’ll be more than well covered with all the facts and history regarding this case.


Film Review: “Fire in the Sky”, 1993 directed by Robert Lieberman


The film was produced 18 years after the incident occurred and 15 years after Walton’s first book was published. According to Walton, the film idea lingered for several years in what is in film business referred to as ‘development hell’.
The main creative engine behind it was it’s screen writer Tracy Thorme, who penned several episodes on the Star Trek: The Next Generation amongst other things.
When Walton finally learned that D.B. Sweeney is going to play him on the big screen, he and his family held a little ‘D.B. Sweeney Festival’ in his house, trying to figure out who this guy is, and they were pretty happy that he is a competent actor.
Interestingly, one of the reasons it took awhile to get this project off the ground is the fact the movie was based on the actual claimed UFO abduction, rather than being a product of a screenwriters imagination, with all sorts of far fetched UFO folklore and alien tropes thrown into it.
Speaking of UFO tropes and alien folklore… The creator of “The X-Files”, Chris Carter, hired Robert Patrick, up until that point in the early 90s best known as the bad guy from the “Terminator 2”, as special agent John Doggett on the series for Season 9 in 2001 – 2002, after David Duchovny opted to change career paths upon completion of Season 8. 
It was this particular role of Michael Rogers in “Fire in the Sky” movie that Carter watched that earned Patrick Robert the role of agent Doggett.
In fact, if the movie wasn’t based on the book reviewed above, the whole thing would probably produced sooner. Fortunately, Paramount decided to bite into it and commit to the project. The story of how a lot of that went down is earnestly and hilariously at times described in Part 3 of Walton’s book (see review above).
Because from the film makers perspective the alleged UFO abduction event wasn’t that exciting, things had to be drastically changed in certain respects. There were time constraints, being around 90 or so minutes that the western audiences are used to absorb a film material. There were dramatic reasons, especially in respect of space ship scenes, making them more dramatic and interesting for the audiences to view.


Is it a murder?


Also, the film has a noticeable murder mystery angle to it, rather than outright sci-fi and UFO flick. Which kind of makes sense when you think about it. Because what is outrageous and fascinating in not only a movie about a guy claiming he was on board of a spaceship, but a group of guys who are adamant in their claims they have witnessed the event.
If you are your run of the mill cop, the first thing you think when you are presented with a story like this, by alleged witnesses no less, and you have a missing person, is that you have a murder on your hand. Or at least a manslaughter.
A poker game has gone out of hand. Or a tree was cut and it fell onto Walton, pulverizing him. Or there was a free for all fight over something between the loggers and Walton was stabbed to death by a knife in the chaos that ensued. Or any other similar scenario. And the group of loggers, led by Michael Rogers, the character who occupied most of the screen time, would concoct a story in an attempt to cover everything up.
Especially because their story was so unbelievable, the law officials, journalists and even ordinary townsfolk would naturally gravitate towards a more prosaic explanation for Walton’s disappearance. Murder or manslaughter. Rather than an alien abduction.

Film verdict


The film is a pretty good entertainment value as an art piece, even 20 years later. If we were to snap it against the books timeline, the movie length covers pages 25 – 104. It doesn’t delve too much on the past years before the event nor years after Walton returned. The likes of lie detector tests, hypnosis, etc.
It roughly covers November 5th to 10th of 1975 plus a scene near the end of the movie where D.B. Sweeney playing Walton remembers his time on board the space ship.
Regardless of what it says on DVD cover of the picture above, Walton claims the movie was originally marketed as “inspired by” rather than “based on” true events, due to creative changes.
There were some practical changes too. Walton’s brothers Duane and Dan were rolled into one character called ‘Don’. Also there were only six loggers depicted in the movie, as oppose to seven that were there on November 5th, 1975.
One of them, and I can’t remember which one, was supposedly so shocked by what he had witnessed and experienced on that day, he outright disappeared in self exclusion, cutting off all contact with the rest of the logging gang. Paramount couldn’t track him down to sign his release agreement, therefore they couldn’t depict him in the movie.
The movie eventually made 5 million in the theatrical release and who knows how much in video rentals in years afterwards. Blue Ray high definition version has not been released yet, so I had to settle with the wide screen DVD version.
On the interesting side note; for the fans of ‘Grand Theft Auto’ series, especially the ‘Vice City’ (2002) installment… Fernando of ‘Fernando’s New Beginnings’ features in this movie, but I couldn’t figure out who he is.
Overall, “Fire in the Sky” is a great entertainment, a product of a good job by actors and filmmakers who created it.

Friday, July 19, 2013

Book review: "The Fun Parts" by Sam Lipsyte, 2013



Awful, horrible and over-rated book.

At least that was my reading experience of it. Now... The reason I think so is not why many other readers who disliked it did, which is the content: "It's hard to feel hilarious about depressing themes," they conclude.

Look... Depressing, sad and dark themes can be good fodder for humor... if written so that is readable. And that is the problem I had with this book. Not with the content but with the form. Meaning; not what is written about, but how it is written about.

The stories seem disjointed, hard to understand and digest. Most of the time I was thinking, "what the heck is this story about", "what the heck is going on"? That supposedly comedic pay off was missing for the most part. I was three short stories in to it until it dawned on me... "Oh my gosh, these stories will be all like this... right?"

Yeap. They were. It's almost as if Lipsyte decided to close himself in his own little world, where things are funny and hilarious to him but the rest of us readers are not in on the joke. How can I put it more succinctly? Hm... How about this...

Have you ever walked into a bar, a pub or a restaurant, and nearby you there is this crazy eyed loudmouth who keeps blabbing away at this story to someone, and it makes no sense because he is under the influence of alcohol, but he is not aware of it? Yeah, in his alcohol idled mind it probably all makes sense, but by the time his thoughts emerge out of his mouth and over his saliva drenched lips, they are incomprehensible to the rest of his, usually unwilling, audience.

(Instead of that paragraph above using an example of  the unfunny, alcohol intox loudmouth in a bar, I was mulling over employing Lipsyte's technique and using a depressing topic to illustrate my point. Brain stroke for example! After all, most of my grandparents have gone out with a stroke in their 80s, which genetically is spelling my own demise eventually, so I guess I can claim I have some entitlement to using stroke in a funny context without exposing myself to too much criticism.

I was meaning to use an example of an elderly relative who suddenly suffers a mild stroke and starts spouting jibberish at you as you look at him or her all confused, but decided against it knowing that my writing skill would just not do it a comedic justice to justify using it.

In my mind it would all look something like this :

Oh boy, poor woman. My heart really goes out to poor Serene.)

And this crazy eyed loudmouth suddenly makes eye contact with you, starts moving towards you trough the crowds, already blabbing away at another incomprehensible so-called story as he approaches you... and all you can think is, "Aaargh! Please don't talk to me! Quick, I need to think of something fast to get out of this!"

But you can't get away from him that easily, because... Those eyes and that passionate in-comprehensive blabber... What if he is also violent? What if he starts pummeling me with his fists all of sudden for not giving him proper listening respect for at least awhile before politely fobbing him off with a nicely crafted excuse? Yeah, what if he starts beating me, all while shouting, "What you mean, you listen, yoy, youh, donat, don't listenting to my funny story about my cusing, cousing, cousin Henry, who fell into a septic tank and... drowned in cow excrement! Huh! Why!?"

Luckily, no fear of that happening with this book. Because you can always stop reading.

The big part of the problem with the stories is just that; it hardly feels like they are stories for most of them. A story, even a short story, should have a beginning, a middle and an end, right? I'm pretty sure that is how it works, right? Well that's just it. The stories in The Fun Parts feel like they are missing one or the other. They either begin with info missing, or get cut off when things are heating up...

Imagine you are in that same bar I used in my example before, the crazy eyed guy is gone (or latched on to someone else), and you are having your drink, waiting for someone you suppose to meet, and along while listening to other people's conversations. Their bullcrap stories. Fleeting from one to the other, failing to catch a beginning of one, or an end of the other. And then realizing; So what... it's not like they were interesting to begin with. So you just tune them all out. You can stop listening.

Yeap, I could stop reading The Fun Parts, but I didn't. Aha! You got me! So why did I read the whole book?

Well, here are some positive things about it, because I have to be fair.

Half way into reading it just as I was to, with dignity, about to accept my losses of time and effort invested into reading this book, I stumbled upon my first and only genuine laugh. It was about this doula (and I had to look up on Wikipedia what a doula is) and at one point a character says, "You must be worst f...... doula in the world!"

It encouraged me to keep on reading but it turns out it served as an exception that confirmed the rule. Some stories were utterly unreadable and one I had to skip over after not being able to handle it half way. It was about these two rockets or missiles that suddenly become aware of themselves, and started thinking and conversing with one another.

(It reminded me of that ridiculous story in Star Trek Voyager when they decided to beam on board what they believed to be a strange alien being in distress, only to realize it was a guided missile that became aware of itself, started thinking and decided to attempt to take over the Voyager. At least in that case I could watch the show till the end, but Lypsite's version of the talking guided missiles was just... Strangely repelling for some reason that words fail me to describe it.)

But, let's get back to the positives. Which aren't many. Only one more positive. Actually half a positive.

Near the end there is a story about this rehabilitated drug user turned celebrity author who gets out shined by his student, yet another former celebrity drug addict. The fading drug star plots another relapse so he could author yet another book when he becomes clean yet again. Another celebrity comeback tour in front of adoring fans. But his fans start to reject him.

And in there... There is the most beautifully written page (p. 198) of the whole book. In front of his still adoring audience and fans in the library, whom he is regaling with his stories of pulling scams on Alzheimer patients to get money for his drug fix...

There is an unconnected passerby in the library that shouts, "Enough already!"

"Excuse me?" The main character is startled.

"So you almost died and hurt a lot of people along the way. You got your medal. Go home." The passerby shouts back.

And I'm reading that and start going; thank you, thank you, thank you. Just don't stop. Go with it Lypsite. Take the bull by its horns. For all of us. The little people. The ones who get up early in the morning, punch into our unglamorous lives and earn a decent pay check. Because it is a decent thing to do. Go with it Lypsite... For all of us.

But he doesn't. It all fizzles out half way through that story and into pointlessness...

Now that I think about it, this is how those who don't like the content must feel when they are let down, as oppose to myself who is mostly let down by its form. This is the only short story I started to care about and get interested and... It made me feel disappointed. Lose respect for Lipsyte.

There is a lot of untapped angst underneath this Great Recession that is still hanging over our heads, which is still looming in the background of all of our lives. Us, the little people. Regardless what the so called experts who are comfortable settled in their feathered nests claim.

For a moment I thought that short story might be one of those hidden diamonds that speaks for the whole generation of the downtrodden and forgotten. Defining, iconic symbol for Children of the Great Recession. Much like there were other break out short stories in the past that are gigantic in their own right, standing tall surrounded by mediocre stories they were bundled with.

Yes, I lost respect for Lypsite. Here I was hoping he will, on behalf of all of us, tell all those celebrity human failures, careerists, scoundrels from high finance and politicians, wannabes... To just shut the f... up. Like that passerby said it so powerfully at the right moment; "Enough already!"

But Lipsyte didn't. Possibly wouldn't know how if he could. And then it hits me; he is one of the clueless. One of them. Stuck in his own little world, writing stories for himself.

Having written all of that above, my negative reading experience is not only Lypsite's fault. It's mine too. I expected something but got something different.

So how did I hear about this book in the first place?

Well, my favourite magazine, Time, carried in it one of the most glowing reviews about a book I ever read in my life. It was titled "Having Fun Yet?" by Somebody. Guess you'll have to Google it for yourself to appreciate fully what I mean. When I finished it, I thought to myself; Quick! I got to get this book now!

In the end... I've been had. Like Flavour Flav says; "Don't believe the hype!"

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Product Review: Nvidia 7900GT


It all started pretty innocently; I was playing one of my favorite PC games “Evil Genius”, (2004), when all of sudden… these black bars started appearing on the screen, extending from the top of it, all the way down to the characters I was playing in my secret underground base, making them appear as if they were marionettes, which is strangest thing I ever saw.

Afterwards I switched to playing Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas (2005 for PC) and strange things kept appearing there too. It progressively worsened as in the images below to the point I couldn’t play the game any more:





First I thought this was the issue with GTA: SA in itself. So I reinstalled the game and started all over again, deleting previous game saves. But the same issue kept appearing again. Too bad I discarded my saved game files on the first run, where I managed to complete the part of the game that happens in Los Santos, before the story forces you to escape to San Fierro. Could have saved myself repeating the same thing all over again. Thankfully, GTA has a good replay value, so wasn’t a drag to do it again.

After looking further into the graphic’s corruption. I discovered the real culprit. Nvidia 7900GT graphics card. It just wasn’t built up to scratch for the money I spent on it in April 2007. It gave out the ghost, but it turns out there is more to it then a faulty card.

In fact the Nvidia corporate honchos were very well aware thay are placing faulty or graphics cards that weren’t up to scratch on the market, thus jeopardizing the Nvidia brand with substandard product quality.

Which is exactly what they did, and yet I can bet you they commanded enormous salaries and bonuses for their supposed talent and genius. They gave that famous Nvidia “the way it’s meant to be played” splash screen marketing pitch a whole new ridiculous meaning. 

After taking my PC box to the local PC superstore with all sorts of things and gadgets on offer, the in-house repair team sombrely declared my graphics card as “Dead On Arrival”.

“What kind of new graphics card would you like? Nvidia or ATI?"
“Is that a joke?”
“No, khm… I guess ATI.”
“Yes. Only ATI.”

When it comes to marketing, Nvidia is like a sleazeball that has the gift of the gab to pick up the chicks. Eventually he is discovered as a sleazeball, but by that stage the girl has to live with what she has done. ATI on the other hand is a good guy that can’t speak up for himself, but when a girl takes him home, the odds are she will stay with him forever.

Wish ATI or AMD as it is now known would sort it @#$% out when it comes to their marketing campaigns. They really need to start communicating better to gamers about the quality of their product. And for heavens sake – simplify it!

Cut out all the confusing and endless numbers you put out and when it comes to marketing, follow Nvidia’s example, (but not Nvidia's production practices).



Product Review: "Driver Robot" by Blitware


Software and computer business is to geeks what cocaine is to gangs; the fastest way to wealth and power. In geeks case; a fast way to fame, fortune and judging Indian beauty pageants.

Ok, I admit it; I got taken in by slick marketing to purchase a legit license for this software. The problem is – it doesn’t work as described in the marketing spiel. And that is the real issue with this software; marketing. As Public Enemy would rap; “Don’t believe the hype”.

Driver Robot is pitched as breeze to work with for mere mortals. It is breeze to work with… if you are an advanced PC user, which %90 of us are anything but.

My PC is a tough customer for a product such as Driver Robot because it is a child of two extremely user unfriendly companies: Microsoft (software) and ASUS (hardware). I guess Microsoft would be the mother and ASUS the father?…. Doesn’t matter.
           
Driver Robot could not deal with the parents above in order to put the child in its place. Neither one of them were helpful or cooperative for the child’s benefit. Any driver update software worth it’s salt must be able to deal with negligent parents such as Microsoft and ASUS. To illustrate what you will be going through, I posted some screenshot and… good luck figuring out as to what the @#$% is going on:





The positives are: you suddenly became aware of what drivers you don’t have up to date (if you can figure them out). This is the part that Driver Robot does well (more or less). What it doesn’t do well…

The negatives: you don’t know what new drivers you have just installed and you got to keep track of them… on paper! It shows new drivers as not installed, in spite of fact you just did install them. It also miss ID’d my printer as CANON when it was ESPON and kept nudging me to install the driver that wasn’t needed. And… look I don’t know… (sigh)…

When it comes to us mortals who just use their PCs for web browsing and playing PC games, it is not salvation that will magically make all of our drivers up to date. We will know when such a product arrives. You will be able to click on a button or two, leave your PC on to do its thing automatically, go to a pub, have a beer, return home, restart your PC and… bada-bim, bada-bam! Everything is sorted without you even noticing.
           
I’m certain Blitware staff are good people, but they need to change their marketing angle with Driver Robot. When I bravely requested a refund advising that in my particular case it just didn’t work, they promptly refunded my money. The only loss suffered is currency conversion both ways from New Zealand to Canadian dollar and vice versa (about %5 - %7).

In that regard – respect to them.

Service Review: Vodafone IOU


I’ve been on Vodafone mobile phone network ever since the mobile phones flooded society in very late 90s and early 2000s. Few years back they introduced this system called “IOU”, in case if you ran out of credit, you text a certain number, it loads $5 onto your phone, which is then paid back when you top up next. Simple enough, right?

Wrong! Here I am somewhere on a bus station, desperately needing to call somebody but I don’t have credit. “Of course”, I thought, “I’ll text that IOU service”. Wrong! The IOU service needs to be set up in advance. Damn.

At home I tried to set it up, but it all turned into a fiasco. The entire Vodafone NZ website is unnecessary crowded with all sorts of things complicating everything. Wanted to send them an email to complain about not being able to set up the IOU, but couldn’t even do that.

First you have to set up “My Help” account. Which I tried, only to keep getting a frustrating message “Email already in the database”, or similar. Oh, for @#$% sake! The email help request form is far too stringent for what should be a simple inquiry.

Would have made a complaint to Vodafone about it, if I was able to. Instead I kept thinking about going to Commerce Commission or Better Business Biro (if there is such a thing in New Zealand), but then thought that probably the most effective way to draw the attention of Vodafone’s well salaried head honchos is to contact NZ Herald’s Sideswipe section.

In the end this service review ended up on this Blog. Vodafone charges $1 per call for a customer enquiry. How’s that for customer service? I am not going to pay that as a matter of principle. That fee goes against the grain of capitalism and free enterprise. We the people should not be paying that.

That’s why I wanted to send an email to them instead. Which seems to be purposefully complicated so you can’t get in touch with Vodafone that way and you have to call them. It all resembles an extortion racket enforced upon Vodafone users.

Conclusion: it seems easier to get on North Korea’s official web page and request a signed autograph from “Dear Leader” Kim Jong Il, than it is to email and get help from Vodafone.

Book Review: "Shadows on the Mountain" by M.C. Kurapovna, 2009


         
Really tries hard to give credit to a lesser known guerrilla fighter in the Balkans during WW2. Serbian Chetnik commander Dragoljub “Drazha” Mihajlovic. Having had a difficult task of being one of the few generals who happened to fight both the Nazis and the Communists at the same time, it isn’t surprising his story, and that of the movement he lead, was doomed to ultimately end in tragedy.
 
Although Serbs often like to point out they were the only ones who were both anti-Nazi and anti-Communists, as well as a staunch pro-Western ally during WW2, there are other examples. Greeks too had the same problem of a communist takeover, however their civil war (1946 - 1949) happened after the WW2 ended, while Serbs were cornered from both sides at the same time.
            
This attempt to put into a positive light a tragic historical figure who was caught up in a whirlwind of events is heavily compromised by a series of factual and embarrassing errors.
            
By the time I was fully annoyed with them and finally decided to start keeping track of these as they kept popping up, I was already in pages 200 and above. From the earlier pages I could only locate the one on page 65. Sorry, couldn’t bother re-reading this book again and going through it with a fine toothed comb. Oh, also on one of the photographs a group of Chetniks and Ustashas are mistakenly labelled as opposites.
            
Here are some factual errors I did wrote down:
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Page 228/
“…Massacre of 72 Croat Partisan sympathizers in Vranjic, a Croatian city near Osijek, on the beautiful northwest coast of that country...”

Osijek is a town in North East of Croatia, in the Croatia’s Slavonia region which is not adjacent to coastline.

Page 241/
“…Murder of poet Ivan Goran Kovacic in 1946…”

The great Croat poet (and a Partisan himself) I.G. Kovacic was killed by the Chetniks in the year of 1943 near Foca in Bosnia.

Page 253/
“…Southern Serbian town of Pearsonovatz named after Drew Pearson…”

Never heard of it. Let me check on Google or Google Maps. Nope. Doesn’t exist. Ok, maybe it's a very, very small village that doesn't even feature on the maps, but it certainly can't be then classed as a "town."

Page 289/
“…Djuic, from the Montenegerin village of Topolje…”

Momcilo Djuic, another famous WW2 Chetnik commander and the only one who managed to evade Tito, and die of natural death in San Diego in 1999, was born near Knin, Dalmatia, Croatian coastal region.

Page 65/
“…Maks Luburic… himself an Orthodox Christian from Montenegro…”

Probably the most outrageous claim of all. Maks Luburic, one of notorious Ustasha commanders was a Croat born near Ljubuski, Herzegovina.
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My belief is that Montenegrins have enough to deal with the fact that Slobodan Milosevic, Radovan Karadzic and Arkan were all Montenegrins, without saddling them up with Djuic and Luburic who weren’t.

The story of the Serbian guerrilla fighter Drazha Mihajlovic, who died in the shadow of a much, much better known Croat communist leader Josip Broz Tito, his main enemy and rival, is an interesting one and should be re-examined now that so many years have gone past, with a new light cast on those faithful events.

From 1941 when a group of Royal Yugoslav Army officers decided not to accept the unconditional surrender, but withdrew to Ravna Gora, Serbia, to fight on against the Nazis, only to find themselves mostly fighting the Communists instead. To their showdown against the Communists in "Battle of the Neretva" in 1943 which they lost and their final stand and defeat on Zelengora mountain in 1945.

Sadly this book is falling short of being an accurate historical record. Here’s hoping something better will be written soon. Let it be warts and all but let it be accurate.




Book Review: "Rogue Regime" by Jasper Becker, 2006.


       
It’s a difficult book to digest, not because of writing, since writing is superb, but because of subject matter. Most difficult part of it is when it covers the “1994 North Korean Famine”. Starving people are contrasted to luxurious living by Kim Il Sung, (North Korean Dictator 1948 – 1994) a fraud and a Stalinist puppet, and Kim Jong Il, (North Korean Dictator 1994 – current) a raging egomaniac. 
          
Read the story of the truly richest men in the world. Whereas kings are tought to be representatives of god, in North Korea the Kims became gods themselves. Whereas kings are tasked with looking after the people, in North Korea people are tasked in looking after the Kims.
            
After this book, read “1984” by George Orwell and marvel at how Orwell managed to get so close to predicting natural evolution of communist political correctness and single minded thinking into something that can only be described as utter nightmare. Wander at how close that prediction is in North Korea.
            
Where people live completely unaware of the outside world, thinking they reside in paradise on Earth, while that is only true for the “Great” and “Dear Leader” themselves. Two gangsters who sacrificed millions of people to maintain the regime based on a bankrupt idea that ended up on a trash heap of history long time ago.
            
Two men epitomizing evil in human form, who send their children to be educated in private Swiss schools while they rail against the Western style democracies. Two men who maintain a Joy Brigade of 2,000 beautiful women to fulfill their every sexual desire, who import foreign prostitutes and BMWs while people are starving in the streets…
            
If you are a bright and upbeat intellectual with faith in humanity, who is interested in world’s affairs, don’t read this book. You won’t be able to handle the truth. Because in this case, the truth is ugly.
            
For all the rest, dive in to the deepest and darkest depths of human nature.