How can there remain room for UFOs in a world gone nuts? Europe's economy teeters on the brink, and when/if a similarly unsurprising collapse happens here the U.S. will likely fall right into the same muck.
So who has time to care about UFOs today? Tomorrow?
Good question. For a good while now, I've been experiencing a very deep sense of ... who -the -hell-cares -what -the-fuck- does-it-matter-what-the-motherfucker-fuck -is-going-on?!
Oh all ye skeptoids don't get excited. I don't mean to suggest for one second that UFOs, strange experiences, spiritual religious esoteric encounters are meaningless, or trivial, or don't matter. Not at all.
I mean, things are extremely bad, fucked up, wrong, and shit. Shit shit shit. Have been for some time, and while I believe the space beings exist, I also believe they don't give a goddamn, and I never expected them to. So the answer to our problems here on earth are not to be found in the mother ship, but in ourselves. So get on that, will you? In the meantime, I'm going to... I don't know. Like Stella, I'm trying to get my groove back. Only it's not my sexual mojo I'm working on (which, thankfully, is just about the only thing that is working these days) but the high strangeness unexplained world of anomalous mysteries that would bedazzle and behold.
Until then, my Fortean explorers...