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This photo, taken in 1927 in Mexico, is interesting! Read more about it on Inexplicata-The Journal of Hispanic Ufology. (A great blog by the way.)
Classic cases of humanoids,little green men, Contactees and other juicy Fortean UFO stuff from the glorious days of Flying Saucers.
My husband "George" went to a live taping of Space Patrol in Los Angeles when he was about six years old. (I was either not born yet or about a year, two years old, then!) He doesn't remember much about it, just that the exterior of the building was "beige," and he brought up on stage but, darn it, he doesn't remember details. He loved the show when he was a kid, of course, looking at the clips now, they're hysterical...though kind of charming. I love the "Space O' Phone."
Space Patrol was a half hour show, but they had a daily 15 min. show that aired daily in L.A., and was syndicated.
Space Patrol, out!
John Whiteside Parsons (born Marvel Whiteside Parsons on October 2, 1914 – died June 17, 1952), was an American rocket propulsion researcher at the California Institute of Technology and co-founder of the Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) and Aerojet Corporation. He was also an enthusiastic occultist, and one of the earliest American devotees of Aleister Crowley.
Parsons was also an avid practitioner of the occult arts, and a follower of Thelema. He saw no contradiction between his scientific and magical pursuits: before each rocket test launch, Parsons would invoke the god Pan.
Susie Saucer, the youngest of all flying saucers, was specially chosen to fly to earth with flame, the lord of venus. There she met Ronnie The Rocket and, disobeying Flame's orders, she flew away to play with him.
"Flying Saucers for Everybody (Mechanix Illustrated, March, 1957) was written by a Mr. Frank Tinsley, who as it turns out was a frequent and enthusiastic contributor of SF to magazines such as Amazing Stories. I believe he was also an illustrator who did some work on the Tom Swift books.
In the 1938 comic strip Smokey Stover, a firefighter was known for his line, “Where there’s foo, there’s fire.” From Smokey, aircraft pilots borrowed the term “foo fire” to describe the various unexplainable phenomenon seen in the skies over Europe and the Pacific theatre during World War II. While Allied pilots initially thought the flying objects were German secret or psychological weapons, after the war it was discovered that sightings were also reported by the enemy, who had assumed the crafts were US-made. To this day, the sightings remain a mystery.
While flying saucer sightings have been somewhat on the wane this past year, many more around the world are making subjective contact with space people. The reports are identical in every instance . . . the outlook on life has been changed in "the twinkling of an eye." Some are cognizant of these space visitors. Others know intuitively they have made contact. They know because something inside tells them it is so.
"Only this, our Planet Venus, has known the fullness of perfection. But, step by step each and every planet in the broad universal system must climb the golden stairs. Child of Earth . . . your own America is the hope of your planet. She shall rise to her greatness, a haven for all who seek rest. With the coming of the New Dispensation, America, the land that has housed so many races, shall rise. Her banner of freedom shall wave in all its glory."
Under the wise leadership of those from On High, people will be gathered together in one fold. In that day America will 'become the brightest star in the galaxy, for right here in our own land we will establish an empire: of peace.
If, like me and Greg, you are a fan of old-time Ufology and that long-gone era when (A) UFOs really were shaped like Flying Saucers; (B) long-haired space-beings with entertainingly-stupid names and from far-off galaxies demanded we disarm our nukes, stole our soil and stopped the engines on our cars; (C) there existed a UFO research group - NICAP - that actually achieved things, beyond the bickering and name-calling that typifies much of today’s scene; and (D) Ufology was actually fun, rather than just deathly serious, pompously self-important, and amusingly ego-driven, then this is a book you are definitely going to want: a very-welcome reprint of a decidedly strange book that has become legendary in ufological circles: The Allende Letters and the VARO Edition of The Case for the UFOs.