My Role in Defending an Ultra-Secret Government Site from "Storm Area 51"
My summer plans with my family have been ruined. I got a call from my former employer, the U.S. Department of Defense, to report back to active duty. I must quickly pack my bags and report to Fort Drum, NY, home of the Army's 10th Mountain Division, in August in order to catch a milair flight to Nellis Air Force Base in Nevada. While I can't comment on my duties, either erstwhile or upcoming, what I can say is, sad as I am to have to leave my family and abandon our vacation plans, I'm more than ready to defend my country.
From what? For those who've missed the headlines, it's against a million-strong invasion of Area 51, reputed site of many space alien activities for some seven decades now. The space alien mania has reached a frenzy, with a Facebook call for conspiracy theory fans to gather in the Nevada desert in mid-September. Once assembled, they will march on the Nevada Test and Training Range in search of the evidence long hidden by our government. This includes crashed alien spacecraft, alien corpses and even reconstructed UFO's. We can "move faster than their bullets," the organizers say. "Lets see them aliens." Over a million people have pledged to show up.
Not amused, the Air Force has declared, "The Nevada Test and Training Range provides flexible, realistic and multidimensional battle space to test and develop tactics as well as conduct advanced training in support of U.S. national interests. Any attempt to illegally access the area is highly discouraged."
I'm one of those people who will "discourage" the crazies. While I cannot divulge the means, just think: Artificial Intelligence and Psyops.
Call me Deep State. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, I perform nefarious deeds for my masters in Washington. And I wandered the globe because I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts. Thus, I joined the Deep State.
I labored in the twilight trenches of Uncle Sam's national security apparatus for 25 years - including a brief stint at another hotbed of UFO activity, Roswell AFB. The work, of course, was SCI, so let's leave it there. Well, I did encounter a LOT of sand.
But we Deep Staters have our tentacles in all sorts of mischief besides UFO's. For example, I have friends who were in the FBI, CIA, DIA, NSA, you-name-it. President Obama had the FBI tap Trump's phones, as we all know. Obviously as revenge for having been revealed to be Kenyan-born. And of course, the Bureau launched a politically motivated operation to gin up lies about Russia having interfered in our elections as well as to "spy" on Donald Trump and his campaign with the aim of undercutting him. Don't just take it from me. None other than Attorney General Bill Barr has confirmed it. But justice has been largely served with the forced ouster of some two dozen career FBI and DOJ employees.
And then there are the CIA and all the other 16 agencies of our intelligence community just getting things wrong. How in the world would they know that Russia launched cyberattacks against us when it could've been "a 400-pound man on a bed somewhere"? Ludicrous.
Deep State shenanigans don't stop with cops and spooks. As Joe McCarthy taught us, diplomats are probably the most egregious malefactors. The White House yanked our ambassador in Ukraine recently after Rudy Giuliani disclosed that she had colluded with Hillary Clinton and anti-Trump Ukrainians to smear Donald Trump. Rudy provided no evidence, but hey! He's America's Mayor, right?
George Soros financed the refugee caravans seeking to crash the Texas border. My response as a Deep Stater: No comment.
And, while I was working inside the belly if the beast when 9/11 occurred, and "many people said" that the USG had foreknowledge of the attack, let's just say that I would love to comment, but, alas, must refrain. Do you doubt that FDR had foreknowledge of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor? I'm just asking questions. Think about it.
"I have heard from many people" as well that the Mueller investigation was actually a ruse designed to distract folks from Trump’s secret plan to expose the Deep State and thwart a coup by a cabal of liberals. But with the purge of career Deep Staters from our justice system and Mr. Barr's assurance that there was "no collusion," we can rest assured that the Deep State has been checked.
But there are those of us elsewhere in the vast galaxy of the career bureaucracy who are still at it. Myself included. Hence, OPERATION TINFOIL - our plan to block curious citizens with a need to know from finding the truth about space aliens, for there is no folly of the beast of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men.
I myself have my limits. For example, I will having nothing to do with the religious right, who have only fanned the flames against us Deep Staters. After all, better to sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunk-on-Trump Christian.
There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody's expense but his own. So it is our lot today.
Have you seen space aliens? I am often asked. I counter with, "Have you seen the white whale?"
Ignorance is the parent of fear.
Pay heed to Herman Melville.