Kevin Randle’s Moby Dick
Roswell is Kevin Randle’s “white whale.”
I don’t know where else, besides Kevin Randle’s blog (and
here as a reaction to Kevin’s blog), Roswell is still a topic for discussion.
Roswell was near death before the alien slides fiasco
blossomed and then died, taking with it Roswell as a matter for constrained
ufological minds.
Roswell is a fantasy, but Mr. Randle and his lackeys
continue their dogged pursuit of the alleged incident; it’s their nemesis, but
they, like Ahab and his crew, don’t know that.
Ufology and UFOs are moribund subjects among cognoscenti and
even amongst the impoverished few who think the phenomenon still has some
substantive value.
Mr. Randle can’t let it go, and a few of his minions cannot
either.
Roswell is as and had been as elusive as Ahab’s prey.
The hope that UFOs and ufology will be captured by an
ongoing hunt of missing clues or something magical happening with Roswell.
No one can remove such autistic persons from their
obsessional belief or desire, and believe me, some have tried, mightily.
The current fixation is the Ramey memo, pictured in news
stories from the supposed 1947 event.
A small group of persons are performing analyses on the news
photos, an effort undertaken, rather thoroughly, by David Rudiak years ago.
The new parties are hoping to employ the computer program
that clarified the mummy placard that sunk the Roswell alien slide pretense.
Let’s suppose that the memo is deciphered to the point that
it suggests something “alien” was the progenitor of the Roswell incident. That
would be something remarkable and would re-light the Roswell episode and
ufology with it.
But does it seem likely that the Ramey memo will do that?
No. What will happen is that the memo will be cleaned up to
show something like the mummy placard: a prosaic reference to a collection of
balloon debris or suggestions to quell the nonsense before what really happened
would surface – a military accident of some kind.
At this late date, it would take monumental effort to get
the government to admit that an extraterrestrial craft came down near Roswell
and exuded bodies of alien hominids, if such a thing actually happened.
And it would also take a daunting effort to get the
government to admit to a serious military accident of some kind.
No matter what, the Ramey memo will not be the salvation of
an ET Roswell event, nor will it resurrect ufology, which is on life-support.
And the ongoing, sometimes shrill debate about Roswell,
indicates a sign of desperation bolstered by fantasy-thinking: the pursuit of a
enigma that has destroyed and will destroy, further, those who keep pursuing
the damn thing.
It should stop, but won’t, because the Roswellian believers
would have to do something worthwhile with their lives, and they are too deeply
entrapped by their delusional stance to work themselves free of their Moby
Dick.
RR


