Yesterday morning, I saw this during my pre-dawn ride to the gym:
Now, remember, this is Arizona, the land of “Fire in the Sky” and a state where there is a lot more of nobody than somebody. If’n aliens were going to land and probe somebody, this would be a great place for them to find someone a long way away from anybody.
However, we had seen this very same type of cloud formation before, in the east, pre-dawn – while we were living in Tucson, lo these fifteen years ago. And they said then that it was a contrail from a morning missile launch at White Sands.
This time, they got that news out earlier.
And get this – they said that they had only done four of these missle launches in the last sixteen years. And we’ve seen two of them? Even though we were gone for eight years in the middle? That just seems a mite unlikely.
And it’s not like we get up early every morning to search the eastern sky for missile contrails.
But, if that’s what the Air Force says, then I reckon we’ll believe it. At least until some aliens land and abduct Lucy the World’s Dumbest Cocker Spaniel and probe her with a sledgehammer or a pitching wedge.
Of course, the poor puppy wouldn’t live through that.
But, having seen these morning lights in the sky, we’d know that the Air Force was lying, and we’d know who to blame for Lucy’s untimely demise. No, no – not any human being on the ground here who might have had to put up with Lucy for the last eight years and who has absolutely had enough of having his office carpet peed on and hearing her bark at absolutely anything or nothing at all and had to listen to her mewling at the back door every time her momma leaves the house, making that neurotically dependent whine until his brow furrowed to the point where he could knit his eyebrows together.
Nope – we’d know that it was Aliens, for sure.
And the government is trying to cover it up, leaving somebody else to blame. We can’t have that.