Ah, the skeptics, in my world

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Zoam Chomsky, Robert Sheaffer, Lance Moody, Tim Printy, and French psychologist Gilles Fernandez are amiable chaps, intelligent and not overly belligerent; they are the fellows that I’m comfortable with, and they are all hearty UFO skeptics.

The UFO topic (field of “study”) is an arena often calling for fumigation, and the boys named above like to give it a whiff of cleansing as often as they can.

But there is a problem, and it’s this: they have a tendency to throw out the possible with the improbable, mixing the two inexorably as one and the same.

For me, there are possible UFO contingencies that are hard to swallow, but nutritious enough to taste, one being that UFOs are interplanetary spacecraft from afar.

My UFO skeptics, most of them, maybe all, don’t even consider UFOs as a viable reality, let alone spacecraft from somewhere else in the cosmos.

That’s not skepticism. It’s hard-headed, close-minded stubborn- ness.

If everyone was a skeptic, from early on up through our modern age, we’d still be chasing animals with blunt, crude spears, by foot, as we trample “possible” foodstuffs underneath our feet.

I like those guys listed above, and I like what they have to say or write, but if they were my only friends, I’d kill myself, out of sheer boredom and blatantly dull imaginative thinking.

Don’t get me wrong: skepticism has its place but not in the UFO world, where an enigma, that surely exists – and has for a long time – prevails and is grist for imaginative cogitation, unless you’re prone to take an overdose of something to avoid the ongoing smugness of our resident skeptics.

N.B. Image atop from https://www.trendfollowing.com/skeptics/

RR