Donkeyshott & Xuitlacoche

You don't need to prove the existence of UFOs at all. Assume they exist. Now reflect deeply on who they are, how they might behave and what motivates them. This is something anyone with an imagination can do better that an 'objective observer' and this is important work. The contact with an alien society will not be between scientists in dark glasses playing Moog organs at night to neo con aliens on spaceships. Contact it is the work of imaginative sociologists, psychologists, writers and artists, of people with empathy and understanding and maturity.   The people who argue against UFOs often use lazy arguments. They seem to want to ignore many authoritative and reliable witnesses. The point about the UFO phenomenon is that, as far as ordinary people are concerned, it does not affect our lives and therefore it is simply not relevant. In my own single witness of what seems to have been a UFO, I simply couldn't see the relevance of

From Eikenhoff to Langata We drove in our Fiat 100 to Jan Smuts airport and waved goodbye to dad from the roof. He left on a large BOAC jet with a dark stripe along its side. There was a strange period of hiatus. Dad had left us dependent on the bounty of John and Nola. Mom and the three of us now lived at the Lido breathing the miasma of their disapproval. Although I was very young, I could sense the curtness, the coldness in their treatment of my mother. Mom's response was to be tense and uncomfortable. Her experience in jail had been traumatic for her, the denouement of her childhood fears of capture which she had, in her intelligence, anticipated. But now, after her release, and after the balm of reunion, mom was without dad and fragile. There was little respite. What there was, were rooms in a hotel and meals. Mom travelled back and forth from Jo’burg saying goodbye to friends. We children stayed at the hotel. The twins were two and carefully supervised. But occasionally I was