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The Adamski Legacy

In 1946, an American named George Adamski saw his first UFO near a campground in California. He took some photos, but mostly kept the information to himself. A few years later he released a science fiction novel, and shortly thereafter saw more UFOs. Three years later (in 1953) he released the book that rocketed him to fame:

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It told the story of how he, in 1952, had met a visitor from Venus named Orthron. The Venusians, as it turned out, were friendly fellows, graciously watching over and guiding human development. And George Adamski was the one out of all of us chosen as our ambassador! This contact he had with the ‘Space Brothers’ led him to fame and fortune.

Of course such a story would be dismissed as drivel were it not for evidence. And he had that in spades, in the form of photos and a few short movies of the craft that the aliens flew in on:

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The above are two of his actual photos. Do they look familiar? Here’s a photo of Adamski himself next to a painting he did of one of the aliens he met.

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Adamski’s career as the first (and possibly still most famous) of the ‘UFO contactees’ took him all over the world. UFO’s were new in those days, and big business. Everyone wanted to hear about them and the aliens and the man that had met them. As Adamski grew more famous, so too did his stories become more astonishing. He met Martians and Saturnians, and went for rides in spaceships. He hinted he had been given rejuvenation technology as well, and that some aliens lived amongst us.

In fact at a now infamous UFO conference hosted by Adamski in the 1950s, some of those that attended believed that a group of 3 aloof audience members were Venusians in disguise. Here’s one of only two photographs of one of them; compare to the above painting.

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Adamski’s aliens were the ‘Space Brothers’, which are now commonly referred to as ‘Nordic Aliens’. Tall, large boned and very white they were the master race of space; cosmic Aryans that had a strange allure to UFO fandom of the 1950’s through 1970’s. This would change of course, but I’ll get to that in a bit.

Adamski was of course debunked as a fraud and con-artist in his day. One famous story told of an interviewer who, when quizzing Adamski in his own home, noticed that a lampshade in the same room bore a striking resemblance to the UFO’s in the photographs. Others have claimed the photos show a chicken brooder or the top of an espresso machine from the 1940’s.

But whether they are real or not, Adamski’s photos would live forever. You see they were the very first exposure many people had to actual UFO images (the Roswell crash incident did not have any photos to go with it) and in the minds of many became synonymous with what UFO’s are supposed to look like. They entered popular culture. Adamski’s saucers did not just look like UFO’s, UFO’s looked like Adamski’s saucers.

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The stamp is from 1978. Note the ‘Adamski type’ UFO. Of course this wasn’t the only repurpose of the image in that year. Do you remember this one:

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Look at ‘the UFO’ at the top. Yep, it’s Adamski-type.

In the 1980’s UFOlogy took off in a big way. Adamski had died in the late 1970’s, claiming the truth of his stories (and photos) until the end. But even the UFO scholars had trouble believing the whole ‘Venusian’ thing. So if they were not from Venus, from whence came these mysterious craft?

How about… the Nazis!

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Here’s where things get really complicated. ‘Serious’ researchers of the ‘Nazi UFO Theory’ speak of numerous craft designed by the Nazi’s and built in secret bases or an ‘invisible to the Allies’ research facility in the German-controlled Antarctic province New Swabia. One of these UFOs, called ‘Haunebu’ is shown above. Look familiar? Here’s another shot:

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Evocative isn’t it?

Hopefully I haven’t lost you because the Nazi UFO theorists have worked out who the Space Brothers were as well, which is to say they theorize that Adamski wasn’t the first contact. You see these UFO’s weren’t solely the work of man… Hitler had help from aliens! And to facilitate that help the Nazi’s had a crew of super-psychics whose job it was to communicate with the aliens. Some have alleged that these psychics, all of which demonstrated the Aryan ideal of beauty, strength and whiteness may have been (Nordic) aliens themselves. Here’s a photo of the leader of that squad, the very lovely Maria Orsic:

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Her whereabouts after the war are unknown. Some believe she was one of those that escaped through spacetime in ‘The Bell’, a Nazi time machine built using extraterrestrial superscience. But whatever happened to her… was she an alien? What do those eyes say to you?

There are two competing stories here. I’ll summarize them for you:

Version One: Aliens from Aldebaran helped the Nazi’s build UFOs that were covered up (or possibly remained undiscovered) by the Allies after the war. Adamski saw either humans testing these very craft, or perhaps was contacted by the very same aliens that had tried to help Hitler.

Version Two: It’s ALL one massive, massive lie. There never were any Nazi UFOs, or Aldebarans. Mario Orsic is just a pretty frau from the fatherland. Adamski was a liar, who made up a story and ran with it when it made him famous (a business model which, I may suggest, Whitley Streiber perfected in the 1990’s). His UFO’s were household appliances or home-made models.

Which is the truth? That, my friends, is for you to decide.

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But (and I’m nearly finished here), since Adamski was so famous not only for the UFO’s (and the iconic design) but also for the Space Brothers, why did the UFO image persist but not the Nordic Aliens? Most people these days would clearly identify the photos above as UFO’s but say the first shot of a girl was just a Uma Therman lookalike. Why don’t people think ‘Aryan’ when they hear ‘Alien’ any more?

This is the answer:

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The photo is from, of course, Close Encounters Of The Third Kind. Interesting how a film could influence the public perception of aliens in such a major way isn’t it? Other things over the years (Communion, X-Files, Roswell ‘autopsy videos’ etc.) drove the point home until Nordic Aliens were a forgotten wrinkle in the history of UFOlogy.

And so ends todays post; the 16th in my ’25 Days Of Christmas’ series. In case you forgot, here’s the (wonderful!) logo again πŸ™‚

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The Saga Of The Hopping Toad

We usually don’t want to talk about bad things when we know they are about to happen, or when they are happening, but then can open up about them after the fact. This post is one of those times, and the ‘bad thing’ was our little cat Emi (aka. ‘Hopping Toad’) finally losing the rest of her half-missing leg.

I will caution you that this post is comprehensive and detailed, and as such contains some unpleasant images.

Here’s a famous photo of Emi taken over a year ago:

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As you may recall this is how we got her. That thing on the lower right we called her ‘stump’, and it was the approximately 70% of her leg that remained after a still-unknown incident that occurred when she was a baby kitten. So she was 3.5 legged, but happy and energetic and to be honest not really any different from a four-legged cat, including in the mobility stakes.

But she would occasionally ‘stump herself’, which meant she’d try to use her stump as a real leg and hit it on things. This would sometimes create little sores on the end, which would take a long time to heal. Here’s a photo of one such sore:

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That tiny little thing on the tip may not look like much, and they often were not, but eventually – about 3 or 4 months ago now – one of them got bigger and bigger and eventually became infected. The advice of the vet was that this would continue to happen since her leg had never been correctly amputated, and suggested we finally have the operation done.

For various reasons we decided she would not have the complete operation, and agreed to a partial amputation with the hope of removing any sharp bone, infected skin and basically giving her stump more of a ‘muscle buffer’ to prevent it happening again. The operation was a success and we then had a recuperating cat on our hands. This was (very!) difficult for us. We had to separate her, keep an eye on her, and keep a collar on her (we would dub this ‘her hat’) to keep her from getting at her stitches. Here’s a shot of her first collar:

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Unfortunately she got to her stitches and bit a few out. This meant we had to increase our vigilance, and during this period I would spend long hours in our bedroom both writing my PhD dissertation and keeping an eye on Emi. It was stressful and difficult. Here’s what my ‘office’ at the time looked like:

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We had upgraded Emi to different collars to reduce her ability to bother her stitches. During this healing period she had also become fevered and wasn’t eating or drinking. Little toad was in a bad state and we were very worried. We gave her medicine and tried various foods. She also had a fluid injection and gradually became better. The alternate collars worked to keep her from her incision as well, even if she hated wearing them. This one was inflatable and had a bell on it. We used to put this one (which seriously curtained her movement) on her when we couldn’t watch her:

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Here’s how her stitches looked at this time:

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Nasty aren’t they? Because of this she had them in longer than scheduled, although our attention coupled with the collars and the medication meant the vet eventually thought they could be removed and did so. The healing was far from over though (the area was still a bit raw) and she was still collared. However she could at least rejoin the family. She’d been wearing the collar for almost a month by this point, and had upgraded to a smaller and more fashionable (but very effective) model:

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She was mostly herself in this period, which meant her activities were more or less normal. She would, for instance, climb her cat tree in this collar, or sit in our laps as we watched TV.

Unfortunately, although the stitches were out the incision simply wasn’t healing, and eventually became infected again. Off she went back to the vet, and this time we decided it was time to have the full amputation as originally recommended. Obviously, our stress and worry about our little toad was not ready to pass yet.

So she had the complete surgery, and it went very well. Everything was removed to the hip. Here’s she is at the vet’s, immediately post-operation:

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And here she is the next day at home, showing off her surprisingly large incision:

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She still looks a bit drugged in that shot πŸ™‚

The second healing period went tremendously better than the first. She almost never bothered her stitches, which healed quickly and cleanly, and she never became fevered or refused to eat. In fact she was surprisingly active from almost the day after, as if the operation had not occurred and she wasn’t actually now missing a major part of her body. She seemed as happy as ever:

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After about a month the stitches were out, but she had to continue to wear the hat a bit longer while the incision finished healing. Last weekend we removed the hat for good, and today her incision is all but undetectable and she is running around like a mad little thing playing with her sisters and doing happy cat things. The (complete) lack of the leg has no affect on her mobility, and is probably (as the vet told us all along) a good thing since she’ll never ‘stump herself’ ever again.

Here’s her official Christmas photo, which I took just 5 minutes ago:

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And here’s Toad’s Christmas message to all of her fans:

I’m all better now! Thanks for thinking about me everyone πŸ™‚

By The Gods!

While at the New York Comic Con some weeks back, I acquired a few issues of old DC Dungeons & Dragons comics from the late 1980’s. For your pleasure, here I present reviews of these very books! Each review is of a four-issue arc from each of three series, accompanied with lovely illustrations. Please enjoy πŸ™‚

The Hand Of Vaprak

(Forgotten Realms comics, issues 1 – 4, 1989)

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This arc tells the story of an artifact – the hand of a troll god – that is discovered by a Paladin and must be kept from getting into the hands of evildoers. The Forgotten Realms comics seemed to be based around the crew of a ship that would sail around the Sword Coast on their adventures, and they are all here. The story is exciting, the writing funny, and the art quite good.

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A particularly nice touch in this series is the revelation that the artifact was actually created by Elminster, who sends a duo to help destroy it. Elminster’s pretty cool always (even in those terribad Ed Greenwood novels) and well presented during his brief cameos here.

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Overall this was a fun read, and I’d score it 3 puffs out of 4 from Elminsters pipe. In fact, it made me want to track down more issues from this series…

The Spirit Of Myrtth

(AD&D comics, issues 5-8, 1989)

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Uh, oh. Things go a bit downhill here. The arc tells the story of the search for a powerful ‘joke’ said to kill all who hears it. As it turns out, it is in fact a spell with no somatic components and not only the heroes but also the ‘jesters guild’ is after it. Hijinks ensue.

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All things considered a mostly boring story with boring characters (35 foot tall animated flame-breathing skeleton notwithstanding). They do, however, manage to cram in a few of the more obvious D&D cliches.

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I’d rate this one 2 wererats out of 5.

Raistlin’s Pawn

(Dragonlance comics, issues 5-8, 1989)

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Ask the average dude on the street which D&D world he preferred to play in, and chances are he’d say Forgotten Realms. Ask him which one he’d prefer to read a comic in, and he’d probably say Spelljammer Dragonlance. This is not surprising, because most dudes on the street have a thing for Raistlin Majere.

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So when the entire story arc is about Raistlin putting a scheme into play to delay the manifestation of Takhisis to keep himself at the top of the power ladder, well – by the Gods! – who wouldn’t want to read that? Certainly not ME, thank you very much.

Plus, Takhisis is pretty.

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This is a quality work, well written and interesting. It’s got all sorts of nifty Dragonlance-y stuff in it that spoke to my soul and even a shocking twist ending! It should have gone on longer than only four issues. In my imagination it always will.

Oh yes, it has silver dragons as well:

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I’d give it a 92%, and were it a ZX Spectrum game would even award it with the prestigious ‘Crash Smash’ medal πŸ™‚

The Arena Of Istar

(Dragonlance comics, issues 9-12, 1989)

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So here’s what must have happened. Back in February ’89, the editor of Dragonlance, Barbara K, was sitting in her office thinking the following:

What the HECK am I going to follow up ‘Pawn of Raistlin’ with…?

And then in swaggers Dan Mishkin, who says:

Hey Barb! I got this idea about a bromance story involving Tanis Halfelven and some Minotaur dude.

And history was born.

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Imagine, if you will, that it was even remotely possible that Istar was in fact not destroyed in the Cataclysm (not to be confused, BTW, with the WoW expansion which shamelessly ripped off Dragonlance when it had run out of Warhammer material to rip off) and in fact remained under the Blood Sea of Istar, ruled over by a cadre of giant dragon turtles who turned captives into mer-creatures and had them fight to the death for amusement. Hard to believe isn’t it? Tanis thought so as well…

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Into this unlikely world does Tanis and his cow-like buddy descend, and adventures would then follow. A strong fellowship is forged as peril and evil is overcome, and the reader decisively learns the answer to the age-old question “Can a man call a cow brother?”

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This is a masterpiece. I have never, in all my years, seen comic art that so faultlessly illustrates emotion in a minotaur. This is doubly remarkable since no-one that lives now or has ever lived has ever cared about Minotaurs in Dragonlance or even knew they existed in Krynn. This is akin to reading a story about the day Luke Skywalker hung out with a bunch of Daleks and never even considered it unusual.

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By the abyss‘ indeed Tanis. 10 out of 10.

Bonus Page…

(Forgotten Realms Annual, 1990)

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I think we can agree that the rest of this one-shot can only go downhill from the above page πŸ™‚