Ufology and Solidarity
Copyright 2017, InterAmerica, Inc.
A review of Terry Eagleton’s book, Materialism [Yale
University Press] by Sandy Grant in the Times Literary Supplement for
June 30, 2017 (Page 10) contends with the idea of the body as a social entity,
which I won’t pursue here.
Ms. Grant who is a philosopher at the University of
Cambridge brings in, to rebuff Mr. Eagleton’s views, Simone de Beauvoir, the
close “friend” of Jean Paul Sartre, who suggested “that a bond might
exist between different people” not just persons with like preferences.
I thought this might prove to be grist for an evaluation of
cronyism in the UFO community, ufology’s subculture.
But my observation, for quite a while now, tells me that
“birds of a feather flock together.”
This formed my disinclination to like Robbie Graham’s new
book about reframing the UFO debate.
I’ve been castigated, in private (by a person who dislikes
the attention this blog gets and the attention I get in the arena where I live) for seeming to favor a few UFO people (Kevin Randle, Nick Redfern, Lance Moody,
CDA, Jose Caravaca, Zoam Chomsky, et al.) more than a whole lot of other
respectable ufologists.
And I do. Why? Because these people I admire are tied to no
one out of a need to be liked or to gather solidarity with the UFO community.
They are mavericks.
Insecurity is heady in UFO circles, the UFO topic anathema to
sane society. This makes for an uncomfortable social position for some and they
bond (favor solidarity) to ease the angst of being outside mainstream,
existential reality (existential used here in its contemporary sense not its
philosophical sense).
For me, persons who stand apart from this weasel-need are to
be saluted and praised, the “joiners’ scorned for lacking back-bones and
intellectual fortitude.
The clot of persons clinging to what they perceive as
camaraderie is anything but. Their fused groups remain sullied by a need
to adhere to clumsy thinking about UFOs just to remain part of a whole, part of
a group, a “solid group” whose strength lies not in fervid thought but a
feeling of filial-like warmth.
RR

