Skeptophilia (skep-to-fil-i-a) (n.) - the love of logical thought, skepticism, and thinking critically. Being an exploration of the applications of skeptical thinking to the world at large, with periodic excursions into linguistics, music, politics, cryptozoology, and why people keep seeing the face of Jesus on grilled cheese sandwiches.

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Counting to three

Because in the last ten years saying, "Well, things can't get any weirder" has been a losing proposition, now we have: Donald Trump telling us the United States federal government is going to go full disclosure on UFOs.

Here's a direct quote, from his propaganda outlet Truth Untruth Social:

Based on the tremendous interest shown, I will be directing the Secretary of War, and other relevant Departments and Agencies, to begin the process of identifying and releasing Government files related to alien and extraterrestrial life, unidentified aerial phenomena (UAP), and unidentified flying objects (UFOs), and any and all other information connected to these highly complex, but extremely interesting and important, matters.  GOD BLESS AMERICA!

And the timing of this announcement, I am certain, has nothing to do with a bunch of moving walls labeled "Epstein Files" closing in around Trump and his cronies.  Sure sure.  Nothing whatsoever.

Guess Pam Bondi got a hold of the UFO files first

In fact, what's so intensely infuriating about this nonsense is exactly the same thing that's intensely infuriating about how the Epstein files are being handled; there's all this talk, and then nothing happens.  I'm reminded of a college friend whose uncle had at the time three small children.  The children were apparently very badly behaved and the uncle completely permissive.  His strategy was the "I'm going to count to three" method of parenting.  So when the kids were acting up, the following happened:

Uncle:  "Don't make me count to three... I mean it... I'm gonna count to three... One, two... Seriously, kids, I mean it... One, two...  You need to stop it right this instant or I'll count to three... One, two... I'm serious... One, two..." etc. etc. etc.

The entire time, the kids kept doing whatever they'd been doing, ignoring the uncle completely.  My friend told me that none of his kids ever had a clue what would happen if their father did get to three, because he never got there, and the youngest didn't know there was a number beyond two until he got to third grade.

Same here, isn't it?  "If there isn't a serious investigation into the vicious pedophilia Trump et al. have been accused of, I'm gonna (choose one): read the unredacted Epstein files on the floor of Congress, release them online, make public some damning photographs and/or videos of Trump raping children, provide incontrovertible evidence of what Trump did during visits to Epstein's Island."  And then... it never happens.

UFOs have been handled the same way.  The next hearing is gonna be the blockbuster revelation where we find out that the government has been hiding alien tech, maybe entire alien spacecraft, or alien bodies!  Even the skeptics will be convinced!

Really, it'll happen at the next hearing.

One, two...

I'm gonna make a prediction right here.  The "Secretary of War" will release a few files, because Dear Leader told him Thank You For Your Attention To This Matter, and it will turn out to be the same fucking grainy photographs and "I swear it really happened this way" first-hand accounts from Sources That Would Prefer To Remain Anonymous that we've seen over and over.

And over.

So I don't think any of us are fooled, either about Epstein or about the upcoming UFO revelations.  At least nobody who wasn't already fooled by *waves hands vaguely around at everything*.  I don't know if Trump is going to go into it at tonight's State of the Union address -- lately, any time you put a mic in the man's hand, it's anyone's guess what batshit lunacy is going to come out of his mouth -- but I wouldn't be surprised.  Chances are, it'll go something like what happened in Berke Breathed's brilliant Bloom County when a creationist sued to get creationism declared as scientific, and put the director of the "Institute of Scientific Penguinism" on the witness stand:


It's the problem with the message delivery being put in the hands of someone who is, not to put too fine a point on it, a few fries short of a Happy Meal.

But whatever.  Since we're condemned to live in "interesting times," I suppose it'll be "interesting."  And it'll at least take our minds off the rising tide of fascism, the headlong rush toward worldwide environmental degradation, and the impending economic collapse.

...three.

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