In another account, I mentioned a hunter in a Californian forest coming across something seemingly out of this world.
In this story, another remote location is the scene where those we're reluctant to admit these things exist, visit and perform
their unknown tasks in privacy. Certain secluded acts that are sometimes interrupted simply by a man looking for elk.

It was only a few days from Halloween in 1974 and Carl Higdon of Medicine Bow in Wyoming, parked his pick-up truck and set
off across the snow in the northern section of the Medicine Bow National Forest in search of his prey. He'd seen the tracks and
knew the elk were close, so Carl kept his rifle in his hand instead of shouldering it. It wasn't long before he spotted five of them
pawing at the frozen ground and slowing raising his weapon, he prepared to take his first piece of venison for the day.

Breathing steadily, Higdon pulled the trigger and what happened next wouldn't have looked out of place in the sitcom 'Bewitched'.
As the bullet left his rifle without its usual kick, the would-be hunter stared as the slug moved through the air in slow motion and
travelled only fifty feet before slowly dropped to the ground near the startled deer. Astonished by the event, Carl began to walk
forward and watching his quarry staring back at him, his immediate focus went back to examining the strange projectile lying
in the snow. The bullet was flattened and looked like it had struck an impenetrable force and in his confusion, one would think
it astute to high-tale it out of there.

But at that moment, Higdon's bizarre experience heightened as he suddenly felt a sensation in the air around him and it seemed
to be full of static electricity. Picking up the useless slug, Carl became aware he wasn't alone. Standing next to a tree was a man,
a tall man of over six feet and wore apparel that the average huntsman would surely agree were unsuitable to be out in the wilds
of Wyoming in this type of weather.

This bow-legged stranger was a clad in a black one-piece jump suit with a wide belt that was decorated with a six-pointed star and
emblem of yellow. With a pair of seatbelt-like straps over each shoulder, the mysterious humanoid’s head had no ears, small and
an open slit mouth with three visible large teeth.

Continuing his surveying, Carl observed that the oddity's forehead held two of what appeared to be short antennae above his eyebrow
-less gaze and sported hair that stuck up in like broom bristles. It was the long arms that flustered Carl so much as he noticed  one of
the creature's long arms ending with a chisel-like appendage instead of a normal hand, while the remaining arm didn’t have any wrist
at all.



The mysterious stranger peered at Higdon for a while, then slowly moved towards him, asking “How are you?” in English. Astounded,
Higdon replied “Okay” after several seconds of weighing each other up, the creature nodded and walked even closer. "Are you hungry"
the interloper casually asked the weirdly-dressed stranger and before Carl could reply, a small see-through bag of pills floated across
the clearing in Carl's direction.

Carefully plucking up one of these tablets from the container in his hand, Higdon heard the entity stating that consuming one of these
pills would guarantee that the wary hunter would not need to eat for a whole day. Regardless of the extraordinary situation he found
himself in, Carl swallowed one and quickly pocketed the rest in his winter coat.

Generally, it is rationalised by reporters of this odd account that this 'alien' had arrived at the idea that hunting animals equates to
hunger, but this phenomenal incident hadn't reached its summit yet. The humanoid then introduced himself as 'Ausso One' to the
pill-taking victim of sloth ammunition and then pointed towards a transparent cube-shaped object that had suddenly appeared in
the clearing.

Gazing at the large box-shaped craft in a terrified state, Carl saw two more humanoids present beside the 'spaceship' that had no
windows or landing gear he could see, it merely sat in the snow nearby. Ausso One told him he was to accompany them to their
home planet located some 163,000 light years away and in a blink of an eye, Carl found himself onboard the ship and the hunter
from Wyoming was certainly not in Kansas anymore.

Bound in ribbons and in a confined space, Carl Higdon began to panic. But as he stared around the interior of the craft, he spotted
five elk -possibly the five he'd seen at the beginning of this outlandish experience, and they were floating in some-sort of force-field
and seemed 'frozen'. Forcing himself to calm down, Carl saw a similar entity to Ausso One approach and place a transparent helmet
on the frightened hunter's head. Higdon would soon discover that this device allowed him to see through the walls of the craft and he
witnessed the vehicle he was in rising from the ground and heading into space.

Carl's memories of his visit to Ausso One's world are sparse, he recalls a large tower -similar to the Seattle Space Needle structure
and powerful coloured searchlights that revolved around the tall spire caused him to squint in their luminosity. He vaguely recalled
a brilliant sun that hurt his eyes and seeing a group of people, but failed to remember why they were there.

However, Carl did remember Ausso (because we're on first-name terms now!) informing their foreign visitor that his species often
travelled to Earth to go hunting. In his confused state, Carl was cajoled into a room and underwent an examination with an unknown
device before receiving news from Ausso that the Elk hunter may or may not have wished for. He wasn't the type of human they were
looking for and ergo, would be returned to Earth.

This decision was taken in an instant and Carl found himself standing in the snow of Medicine Bow National Forest with his new alien
friends appraising Carl's rifle. It seems this bow-legged alien may not have been able to catch a pig in a passage, but he had the savvy
to retrieve the packet of pills Carl had stashed in his pocket. For the rifle...? Ausso explained he was forbidden to own such a weapon

Subsequently, the extraterrestrials vanished and Higdon found himself totally disoriented and scared in the middle of the forest.
He would state later that his encounter only lasted for two-and-a-half hours, but it seems this was long enough for his wife to warrant
a search-party. The searchers eventually located Carl and his truck at the foot of a deep forest canyon and five miles away from where
he said he'd first encountered the weird alien.

No roads to the canyon were nearby and no tire tracks were found in the gorge itself. This -to some, appeared as palpable evidence of
Higdon’s claims and so traumatising was the encounter, that Carl could not immediately recognize his wife. Later, Doctors conducted
a medical investigation on the perplexed huntsman and found the scars left from his long-term tuberculosis on his lungs had vanished,
together with the stones in his kidneys.

A flattened bullet was found in the pocket of Higdon's jacket, and research showed that it could only get such damage if it hit a very
hard surface, harder than wood or stone in the forest. For the 'frozen' Elk back on Ausso One's planet...? maybe they taste better than
humans? We can only wonder.

Secrets of the Wormholt - the Wormhole in West London

Quote:This interview with James Connolly is a companion video to the last video I uploaded - "Interesting Comments and Suggestions from Viewers – Vol 2 Old World Electri-City Circuits & Springs" - as he is the one who suggested that I look into Shepherd's Bush in West London, the historical location of the Wormholt, about which I talk at the beginning of that video.

In this interview, he elaborates on his experiences growing up in the Wormholt in the 1970s and 1980s, special insights and knowledge he gained from those experiences, the strange occurrences that are known to happen to people there, and the deep connection of this part of London to the cultural revolution that began in Britain in the 1960s in the entertainment industry.

The Marines just said birds are drones. I knew that conspiracy theory was fact!

If you like the outdoors and maybe you're into hunting, take the Interstate 80 from Scaremento in California and travel east
until you arrive at a little place where something extraordinary happened back in September of 1964. Cisco Grove in Placer
County is in the middle of nowhere and an ideal spot to unload one's daily baggage of worries and get back to nature.
A place where the pine trees can soak away your blues.

For 28 year-old Donald Shrum, the Tahoe National Forest around Cisco Grove had become just that, a haven where he and
his two friends could bow hunt for black-tailed and mule deer without concerns of the routines back home.

Following a deer-trail in the afternoon, Donald had become separated from the group and as the light started to wane, the
missile defence contractor decided the best thing to do was wait out the night in a place of safety. For hunters in a forest,
the best sanctuary are the boughs of a tree away from any night-travelling bear or hungry mountain lion.

Up there among the stars and pine needles, Shrum fastened himself to the trunk of the tree -a useful tip, with his belt and
settled down to see of he could catch an hour or two of sleep. The only problem were the twinkling stars above him, one of
them was zig-zagging and seemingly approaching!

At first, Donald thought it was a helicopter, so he quickly scrambled from the tree and began lighting flares to attract attention
to himself. Maybe his friends had become concerned with his absence and launched a rescue party to locate their missing
companion or maybe there was some trouble he was unaware of? Anyway, standing between the smoky distress signals,
Donald continued to watch until the oddly-silent glowing craft turned in his direction and floated some fifty yards from where
he was waiting. It wasn't a helicopter.



Then without sound, a hatchway opened and a smaller craft was disgorged from the enormous cigar-shaped object. This flew
closer and landed not far from where the flickering flares identified revealed the bewildered Californian was standing.

Climbing back up the tree, Donald now realised he was in a situation far-removed from what he'd assumed and as the tubular
craft drifted just above the Washoe Pines, his fears failed to annul his common sense. He fastened his belt once more around
the trunk and scrutinised his quiet surroundings.

It was the three shapes coming through the trees that eventually shook him from his stupor, two of the strange beings seemed
humanoid and contemplating that it may be his hunting buddies, the third figure stayed Donald's hand from unfastening his belt.
Donald Shrum stared down at a robot-like creature with orange-glowing eyes peering up at him and with the other two occupants
of the pulsating craft, began to shake the tree in an attempt to dislodge the terrified hunter.

Holding on for dear-life, Shrum took notice of the trio's apparel and observed that the humanoids were were one-piece suits with
hoods that partly shadowed their faces. The night did allow enough light for Donald to realise the duo were wearing goggles and
he also noticed the where the elbows and knees of the suits were flexible 'concertina'-like joints to allow movement.
There no seams in the entire tight-fitting outfits and their overall stature was just short of six-feet tall.



The mechanical tree-shaker was similar in height, but the joints on the robot's suit were more reminiscent to Shrum of flexible bends
he'd seen in ducting. However, the metal-man's hands did remind him of armoured gloves from medieval period. The domed head of
the creature was of the same dull-grey hue as the rest of its body and a faint vapour seemed to be emanating from the open square
-jawed mouth below the luminous eyes.

As the three beings continued to shake the tree, the frightened hunter began to throw lighted matches down in a weak attempt to
scare these three other-worldly nightmares away from his roost and even though this action did cause the two humanoids to retreat,
Donald recognised a more-aggressive means of persuasion would be required for the mechanical aggressor.

With the arrows bouncing off its head and shoulders, the robot released more of the vapour from its maw and suddenly, Donald
Shrum slumped forward unconscious from the strange gas that drifted up through the pine branches. If it hadn't been for his belt,
they'd have had him.

When he came to, his overwhelming need was to vomit, he felt nauseous and in his haze, he saw that the three beings were still
below him. Weakly, he tossed more lit matches down and this managed to cause his would-be captors to slow their tree-shaking.
But soon assault continued. Finally, Shrum managed to load and shoot another arrow at the invaders, hitting the robot. The direct
hit caused a spark to fly, indicating that the arrow had hit a metallic surface.

Donald was at his wits-end now and aiming at the two beings, his action caused them to scatter. How long could this go on?
Then to Shrum's horror a second robot joined the group, and again Shrum was rendered unconscious by the strange, white vapor
coming from the entity's mouth. When he awoke again, the two humanoid beings were now climbing the tree!

Rummaging through his nap-sack, Donald began to hurl down items at the creatures and this deterred their ascent. Along with
his own version of shaking the tree, the two humanoids gave up scaling the conifer and seemed distracted by audio signals coming
from the larger hovering ship. For Donald, this gave him time to gather himself on what little weapons he possessed to fend off
what the remains of the night might hold.

This scenario continued off and on for most of the night and with a dwindling defence, Donald saw that more beings were coming
from the shadows to observe this reluctant and brave victim of an alien capture. Then finding that his quiver and backpack were now
empty of their contents, Donald noticed the two robots were gasping out their asphyxiating vapour and it was wafting upwards again.
Struggling to get out of the way, the large volume of gas arrived where he was perched and he blacked out completely.
...........................................

When Shrum awoke from his induced slumber, he saw that he was hanging from the tree by his belt. The aliens were finally gone and
the trusty leather strap had done its job. Daylight seemed to mock Donald's ordeal in the night until he heard the sound of approaching
footsteps. With great relief, Donald saw that it was his two hunting companions and with their assistance, he climbed down and left the
forest with a tale many would doubt, if told.

And so the story faded, Vincent Alvarez -a hunting companion of Shrum, gave a written affidavit as to seeing a bright moving object in
the night sky of his friend's encounter. But for Donald, the strange encounter would be kept quiet and only mentioned within his family
until he was 73 years-old when he sat down with the interested authors of his terrifying 12-hour ordeal in a remote are of Tahoe National
Forest.

The Tin Man, Dorothy and the Scarecrow murmured the phrase "Lions, tigers and bears, oh my!" when wandering through the forests
of Oz... maybe something else should be added?

Anyone familiar with a social media tool known as Tangles? It was used to compile social media profiles for the Operational Background Reports/baseball cards.




Office of Intelligence and Analysis Operations in Portland (88 pg PDF)

COINTELPRO never ended. Not only were federal security analysts asked to spy on thousands of people,  we also now learned of this national security gem...



OPB

Someone appears to have found 'Tangles' creator: Cobwebs, a company run by former IDF guys.??

Quote:Using Web Intelligence for Criminal Investigations

By using advanced investigation tools and easy-to-use artificial intelligence web intelligence platforms like Cobwebs Technologies’ Tangles, which can scour all levels of the internet and the various social media platforms, authorities are able to obtain precise and unrivaled web intelligence in the open and dark web in a fraction of the time it used to take.

While some of the posts on social media platforms might seem benign to the human eye, online investigation tools and media intelligence platforms like Tangles can provide valuable intelligence in identifying suspects and concrete threats.

Using the latest media intelligence platforms with advanced artificial intelligence capabilities, Cobwebs Technologies’ Tangles platform can also search for information about possible crimes before they happen by monitoring for keywords in different languages, locations, or events and generating alerts to notify authorities of potential threats.

With capabilities like Natural Language Processing (NLP), Tangles is also able to understand the meaning behind a suspect’s posts and perform sentiment analysis to map out the suspects feelings towards topics.

Advanced web intelligence tools can also detect social changes in a suspect’s life.

Quote:Cobwebs Technologies: Deep Web Detective

Johnmichael O'Hare became very familiar with Cobwebs Technologies as a lieutenant with the Hartford (CT) Police Department. Now retired, he works for the company itself as sales manager. "This works across all law enforcement investigations," says O'Hare. "For child trafficking investigations, for example, this can be used to identify people at risk and find the phone numbers and other identifiers in websites that replaced Back-Page. The solution will glean the relevant info quickly to identify people's groups and cliques. You can see who is working in concert with each other on criminal enterprises." He says what used to take him three weeks to find now takes 10 minutes, and the system presents the information in graphs and other images so it's easy to visualize the links.

While Cobwebs Technologies' Tangles tool can also search for information about possible crimes before they happen. "We're setting up notifications," O'Hare explains. "If you want to know if somebody is talking about a certain event, you can upload a dictionary of keywords, even the location around a certain event, so you can be notified when a threat is made."

"It's simple and made to be used by anyone," says O'Hare. "After one hour of training, you're off and running." Cobwebs provides training in person or remotely.

Here's a tip on how I do it.

1 - Download the avatar you like to your computer desktop.

2 - Sign up on a free website image server

- I recommend Freeimage.host . It's free and easy to use.

3 - Once you've signed up on Freeimage, just upload your avatar to your images folder, through the drag and drop function.

Click upload:




Then, in the viewer links drop down menu, choose Direct Links (second from top) and then click the copy button:




4 - Go to your UserCP, change avatar section and just paste the link you've copied into the Avatar URL box:




Click the Change Avatar button and voila, you've just changed it.


Simple and straight to the point.

Enjoy,

Sol.

Some decent research and history of this subject

Hello Party Monsters,

The Halloween Party 2022 will be held as of October 28th 2022. For four straight days, the Rogue's bar, right here, will be open for music videos, funny videos, scary videos, GIFs, memes and discussions among friends.

However, it will be held under this Dark theme, as the Volare theme isn't ready for lift off yet. We could have brought it in, but it's still missing quite a bit of stuff to fully enjoy, so we rather wait a little longer before we bring it from under the curtain.

We had prepared over four dozen avatars for the occasion but Dark here prevents us from loading them. Unless you use an outside free image hosting site, in which case then, you could upload the direct link into your avatar UserCP. I will still leave a reply, under this OP, with all available avatars. The GIF ones are amazing but the size of them in MB makes them impossible to load.

We will still be occasionally changing the banners though, for the occasion.

It's a disappointment for sure. For that, I am truly sorry. I truly am.

But let's try and have fun anyway, that's what parties are for!!

From tomorrow night, I'll be showing up, in an out, throughout the weekend, as I hope, some of you will as well!!

See you then!!

Sol.

Haven't had my ear to the train tracks of the news cycle, but just saw this in the Early Bird: Apparently, the Supreme Court is going to hear a pair of cases on Monday ... that will likely overturn the practice of Affirmative Action.

I do NOT believe in EQUITY. The way it has been ABUSED 'lessens society' to a needlessly lower common denominator. It always makes you ask yourself, "Why am I working so damned hard when those lazy worthless f*cks getting the same or better for free ... and look at 'em run their free sh*t into the ground ... won't lift a finger to maintain it ... and there they go ... off to rob and steal with all that free time they've got on their hands.

I am all for the pendulum swinging back the other way. And ... while I have never believed the words, "All men are created equal," I can probably win any argument about differences that start (and are obviously apparent) right at birth.

I hope every single one of the General Officers who have promoted the Diversity Rage all resign in protest. Would be the best thing that's happened inside the uniformed services since I've been around.

Quote:Geomagnetic fields reveal the truth behind Biblical narratives

A joint study by TAU and the Hebrew University, involving 20 researchers from different countries and disciplines, has accurately dated 21 destruction layers at 17 archaeological sites in Israel by reconstructing the direction and/or intensity of the earth's magnetic field recorded in burnt remnants. The new data verify the Biblical accounts of the Egyptian, Aramean, Assyrian, and Babylonian military campaigns against the Kingdoms of Israel and Judah.
...
Prof. Oded Lipschits adds that "the new dating tool is unique because it is based on geomagnetic data from sites, whose exact destruction dates are known from historical sources. By combining precise historical information with advanced, comprehensive archaeological research, we were able to base the magnetic method on reliably anchored chronology."
...
"By combining this dataset with the data from Yoav's investigation of historical destruction layers we were able to form a continuous variation curve showing rapid, sharp changes in the geomagnetic field. This is wonderful news, both for archaeologists who can now use geomagnetic data to determine the age of ancient materials and for geophysicists studying the earth's core."