I Spy Unexplained Aerial Phenomena In The Sky
Nomenclature is a fun word, just like UFO. But fun words become silly over time, like UFO. They lose their credibility. We all know why UFO has lost credibility. It is synonymous with crackpot, delusional, crazy, and all the rest. So it's good news that there's a new word—new Nomenclature describing Unexplained Aerial Phenomena.
My only visual experience with a definitive UAP was not a solitary experience. A close friend of mine (Ted for story-telling purposes) and I were enjoying a couple beers on my front porch. It was a dark September night with grey clouds overhead, and there was virtually no sky or star visibility. The moon was full, but obscured by clouds drifting behind us, and it wasn't even in our vantage unless we stepped out into the street, which I had at some point. We were still enjoying summer heat late into September, and I recall walking out onto my small lawn with my dog and looking over my neighbor's roof into the sky. It was just grey and empty that night. There weren't stars to gaze upon, and Ted carried on at length about how great Ted Jr. was playing at Quarterback for the first few games of the season. As he described a breakaway touchdown the kid scored, a pair of faint lights appeared just below the grey cloud cover. The lights were circular and remained evenly spaced apart as they gradually became brighter. Soon, they shone like stars. They seemed blue towards the edges and a warm yellow in the center. As the lights grew brighter, they also widened and were obvious to anyone looking in the general direction, including Ted. He stopped speaking. The object attached to the lights was obscured by cloud clover, and I don't believe we saw the whole of it. And then as quickly as it had come along, it was gone. It made no effort to look like it was leaving. It had just appeared, then disappeared, and I can't imagine it was there for longer than three seconds. Definitely not four seconds. I think it only encompassed one heart beat at most.
I know I didn't have to ask Ted if he saw it, because of the silence, and you couldn't have otherwise got him to stop blathering about his son's football exploits. But he did. He paused long enough for me to yell, “Did you fucking see that? Holy shit! That was...”
“Fucking aliens,” he said, annoyed at having to pause his story long enough to acknowledge them. “They're real, those fucking bastards. Anyways, Ted Jr. jumped right over their defensive end and then trucked the outside linebacker. He made so many cuts the safety broke his own ankles and basically fell down before Jr. even stiff-armed him. He broke it the whole way—76 yards. That was just the 2nd quarter.”
The rest of the night carried on in that fashion. I listened to Ted live vicariously through his son and felt happy for him. Every 10 minutes or so I tried to bring up the UAP. I even tried to teach him the new term. He kept calling it a UFO, but it didn't interest him much. He never denies seeing, and I get him to admit to it regularly among our friends, but it matters very little to him. It's not his problem.
“My wife,” he says. “She's one of them. Or they just pick her up sometimes. I don't know.”
Have you ever seen Unexplained Aerial Phenomena? Report it here. Uncertain about what you saw? Describe it. Someone else may have seen something similar. That was the case when I described my experience on social media. Keep an eye on the Sky.