--------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 221 UFO Ref: F5G00045 Date: 04/22/98 From: JACK SARGEANT Time: 03:17pm \/To: ALL (Read 0 times) Subj: Updates Subj: 3 5/5 Conf: (195) UFO --------------------------------------------------------------------------- >>> Continued from previous message by James Dalrymple JASON ANDREWS looks you in the eye when he speaks. He is eager to do well, and although he mumbles and shrugs a lot, he tries hard to stick to the basic facts of his story. On the surface, there seem to be but two possibilities. At Just 14 years old he is either a born liar capable of playing the leading role in an elaborate hoax. Or is he speaking the truth when he tells his extraordinary story of being taken from his bed in the night by creatures from beyond the Earth? Experts have been throwing questions at Jason for several years. Doctors, social workers, psychiatrists, investigative journalists - they have all had a crack at him. His medical and education records could fill a filing cabinet. His family have been examined down to the smallest detail - and exonerated. The boy is not psychotic. He has not been the victim of abuse. Nor has he been coerced into a conspiracy. His family may be impoverished, but every expert has concluded that it is a close and loving one. So how can we explain his complex and eerie tale? His skinny body shows no evidence that it has been sliced open by long, gleaming fingers using strange instruments. Yet his parents say they have seen large scars on his side and his stomach. Scars that disappeared within hours. And his school record makes it unlikely he could reel off complex mathematical equations, with numbers running into the billions, or speak fluently in strange, crooning languages. Yet his family say they have seen and heard him doing precisely that, in a trance-like state, in a voice sometimes deep and harsh, sometimes soft and melodic. These events and many others, we are being asked to believe, have all happened to this ordinary boy from Hawksnest Farm in rural Kent. In a new book, Jason and his family reveal the story of a long series of visitations by aliens who have targeted him (and sometimes his mother) for their experiments into the minds, hearts and bodies of earthlings. Since Jason was four, the Andrews claim, they have been subjected to every type of extraterrestrial invasion. Small creatures, tall creatures, kind ones, sinister ones, some with huge round eyes, some in hoods and with dark features, others fair-skinned and ethereal, have all appeared in the various homes they have lived in. SOMETIMES they appear flooded in brilliant light and merely move about the rooms, sometimes they transport Jason to another place and lay him on a smooth, cold slab and conduct experiments on him. In the morning Jason often has long scars on his body, but by tea time they have disappeared. His father, Paul, says he has seen one such scar vanishing before his eyes. The boy says the aliens can communicate to him through thought. He believes they have implanted devices inside him. They can blank out tape recorders and make cameras inoperable. They can induce coma- like sleep on the rest of the family, instantly silence barking dogs and 'freeze' farmyard birds and animals into immobile statues. -[continued in part 3]- \_______________________________________________/ UFO UpDates - Toronto - updates@globalserve.net Operated by Errol Bruce-Knapp - ++ 416-696-0145 An E-Mail Subscription Service for the Study of UFO Related Phenomena UFO UpDates Instant Archive now available at http://www.ufomind.com/ufo/updates MUFON Ontario's Home Page: http://www.globalserve.net/~updates/mufon/ * SLMR 2.1a * ufo1@juno.com -=Keeper of the Thread=- --- FMail 1.22 * Origin: -=Keep Watching the Skies=- Netmail: (1:379/12) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 221 UFO Ref: F5G00046 Date: 04/22/98 From: JACK SARGEANT Time: 03:18pm \/To: ALL (Read 0 times) Subj: Updates Subj: 4 1/3 Conf: (195) UFO --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 15 Apr 1998 20:08:55 +0000 From: United Kingdom UFO Network Organization: United Kingdom UFO Network Subject: {91} part 3 - United Kingdom UFO Network To: UFO@MAELSTROM.STJOHNS.EDU ______ _______ ____ ------ / / // ____// |---------------------------------------------- U K / / // ___/ / / ' 15th April 1998 / / // / / / / N E T W O R K part 3 Issue 91 --- (_____//__/ -- (_____/------------------------------------------------ The United Kingdom UFO Network - a free electronic magazine with subscribers in over 40 countries. This issue comes in 4 parts. If any part is missing please mail: ufo@holodeck.demon.co.uk giving the issue number. The issue will be reposted to you. Please put the details as below in the subject section e.g. Repost {91} part 1, part 2, part 3 or part 4. ________________________ They can produce visions of the Earth blowing up on vast TV screens and present these images to Jason and his mother simultaneously. Mostly, such visitations are benign. But once, claims his mother, Ann, they came to her in the night and painlessly induced a miscarriage, implanting a voice in her mind that told her: 'It's all for the best.' There is much more in the same vein. Their story, told in a compelling book by a respected and talented British journalist, author of 13 books and an expert in the field of the paranormal, could well be a best- seller. Such accounts have already made fortunes in America, where alien abductions have become a media sensation and have involved mainstream scientists. Already, TV and film companies are said to be interested. All of this has been highly profitable. The Andrews family have been mostly broke for years, sometimes living on less than 15 pounds a week. The only asset they have ever owned is the scrubby little ten- acre smallholding, near the village of Borough Green, which they bought nine years ago for 25,000 pounds. They live in a nearby council house. But every day the family move up to their much-loved scrap of land and tend to their livestock - a few ponies and a flock of geese. Now all that has changed. The money will soon be rolling in. They are already guaranteed some 60,000 pounds from the book, including money from The Sun, who serialised it this week. They have their own agent and the celebrity chat show circuit beckons. 'I'd be a hypocrite if I said the money wasn't nice,' said Ann. 'But we never wanted to go public, and I never saw it as an opportunity to make money. WE THOUGHT long and hard about doing the book, and it was only after big family discussions that we were persuaded it would help others. The book's author, Jean Ritchie, is also quick to point out that if she had never stumbled on the story in a copy of a magazine about UFOs, the Andrews family would have remained in obscurity. 'I thought it would make a good magazine piece,' she said. 'But when I met Ann and read her diary I saw that it was far more important than that. I began as a total sceptic, but now I have an open mind. 'I feel they are telling the truth. I checked everything they told me, including the medical records. I have the names of all the doctors who were involved and there is no doubt they were mystified by what the boy was telling them. 'There is no doubt Jason was suffering from strange injuries and illnesses at the times when he claims he was abducted. There is clear evidence of scarring and strange marks on his body. And throughout it all Jason was consistent. 'One thing I am sure of: Ann and Paul Andrews are not liars out to make money.' There are two things to remember with alien abduction stories. One is that they are almost comically derivative. If you have read one you have read them all. All aliens look the same. They all have saucer eyes, pointed heads and are inherently benign. If they were monsters no one would ever get back to their beds. Nothing new in the literature has appeared in half a century, since the first B- movies of the Forties and Fifties. Second, the victims of abductions cannot lose. It is impossible to disprove a paranormal invention. All they have to do is get their story right and stick to it. If witnesses say you never left the house that night, you simply devise a scenario when every one else in the house was zapped into frozen immobility for several hours. Why didn't the video camera and the tape recorder set up to capture the aliens see the bright lights and hear the noises? Because they knock out all electronic equipment. And so on. For each reasonable question there is an unreasonable but complete answer. The aliens have all power. So are the Andrews just liars and fantasists trying to earn a little media money? The answers to these questions are fascinating and complex. AND the answers, in turn, pose intriguing questions about so much of the burgeoning UFO industry. There is no doubt Jason was a disturbed little boy. He suffered from bad dreams and he sleep-walked. Both he and his older brother, Daniel, told their mother they had seen things in the night. Jason's schooling was a disaster. He began to be disruptive and was threatened with expulsion. He was forced to undergo psychiatric counselling. Up until that point neither of his parents made any claims of alien intervention. Then Paul got some books from the library. And they began to immerse themselves in the cult of alien visitation and abduction. >>> Continued to next message * SLMR 2.1a * You don't fool me! You're not REALLY an idiot! f --- FMail 1.22 * Origin: -=Keep Watching the Skies=- Netmail: (1:379/12) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 221 UFO Ref: F5G00047 Date: 04/22/98 From: JACK SARGEANT Time: 03:19pm \/To: ALL (Read 0 times) Subj: Updates Subj: 4 2/3 Conf: (195) UFO --------------------------------------------------------------------------- >>> Continued from previous message The possibilities of this childlike rubbish are endless. Every dream, every small family crisis, every strange sound, every odd piece of behaviour by their pets, even a lightbulb blowing, becomes a sign of alien intervention. The Andrews family became instant converts. 'Suddenly, it all made sense,' said Ann. 'We knew we had found the answer.' What she had found was an elaborate potpourri of pseudo- scientific mumbo-jumbo, invented by largely harmless obsessives, that has become a flourishing industry in the Western world. They contacted one of the leading British 'authorities' on this phenomenon, an agency called Quest, and were eagerly welcomed to the fold by Tony Dodd, a retired Yorkshire policeman who styles himself Director of Investigations. For Dodd the Andrews family were the find of a lifetime. He became their guru and protector. Using the gaudy terminology of the genre, he explained each of Jason's symptoms and instructed them what to look out for. Above all, he told them they were special, chosen people. Nobody had ever done that before with the Andrews. It was like the opening of floodgates. Ann, who had never felt any connection to all this, suddenly began to remember childish visions, which eventually led to a whole slew of 'recovered memories', including the miscarriage induced by aliens. The family attended UFO conferences and soaked up the lore of it all. Ann began to see the faces of the aliens herself, drew pictures of them, and began a diary of invasion. By the time Ritchie stumbled upon the story the entire family were already well- read in every facet of alienism. They became convinced that Government scientists were removing their dead animals, that the council was conspiring against them and that strange military activity was taking place in a nearby Territorial Army base. They began to produce endless anecdotal evidence that their isolated farm was surrounded by strange forces which had the power to immobilise their animals and geese into living statues. After this came a series of mutilations to their horses. ONE horse was discovered to have a large flap of skin hanging loose. But there was no blood or damage to the tissue and the animal wasin no discomfort. 'The vet said he had never seen anything like it,' said Paul Andrews. 'And he was able to stitch the flap back without sedating the animal' At another time they noticed that all their horses had become lame in the same back leg. 'There were little round boles that seemed to have been punched into the flesh,' said Ann. 'Again the horses didn't seem to be suffering.' The Quest investigators loved all this. Animal mutilation is a major issue for them. It proves, for them, that aliens are testing for toxins in living creatures. One day the family found four dead mice laid out in a neat row near the gate to the farm, each one with a tiny hole in it's skull. This, ironically is the only hard piece of evidence the family have ever produced. And they are very proud or the snapshot of the dead mice. Ritchie could find no chink in it- because there was none. An entire family was by now immersed in what the psychologists call passive group hysteria, and the fact that they could produce not a single tape recording, photograph of the 'visitors', or physical injury was explained away by the common response: the aliens were so far advanced in technology that they could do anything. Ritchie did try to contact the medical and school authorities, but got nowhere. She talks of Jason's medical records, but she didn't actually see them; she only saw the notes which his mother had made from them. After months practically living with the family, Ritchie produced her 80,000-word blockbuster. She, too, is now part of their world her next book will be into other aspects of alien intervention. It may be impossible to expose an illusion-but it is easy enough to see the essential silliness that lies at the heart of it. All you have to do is spend some time with the boy himself sitting in the tiny wooden shed at the farm where some of these strange events happened, I put him through his paces and the whole charade began to collapse. In two hours of questioning he rarely gave a full answer. Within moments of our interview beginning both his mother and Jean Ritchie were jumping in. When I quoted specific incidents In the book, in which he talks in great detail, he faltered repeatedly, and each time the two women moved in with answers: 'Don't you remember, Jason, that was the time you saw the one you called the Monk,' says his mum. 'The one with the hood.' 'You saw the Instruments in his hands, didn't you Jason?' suggests Ritchie. Again and again, under prompting, he tried his best. 'Yeah. uh, like I remember seeing the Monk, with a sorts hood thing. I sensed he was wise, you now ... oh could see something in his hand.' Again and again he missed his cue. Did you feel any pain when you woke with the scars in your body? He looked blank for a moment, then finally decided to ignore the question. We looked at each other in silence. I felt sorry for him. Eventually he began to run out of answers of any detail at all. From then on his only reply to any of my questions was: 'I, uh, don't remember things too clearly. That's why I always run into my Mum's room and tell her to write it all down. She knows it all.' And he looked at her pleadingly. Did you hear them speaking? 'You think you hear things. Sometimes I hear some funny voices ... coming from somewhere ... like, uh, I'm thinking things in my head ...' Jean Ritchie breaks in, reminding him that they use telepathy. This was allegedly the same boy who, in the book, can give this kind of descriptive detail. 'There is a pattern to the bad nights, the nights when things happen to me ... 'I've got a very good alarm clock, a state-of-the- digital one, and it always stops at 3am. That's the time it happens... I always try to go back to sleep, in the hope that nothing will happen, but then I see something almost out of the corner of my eye. 'It rises up through the floor. It's a big one. There's only ever one a big one. It's about 5ft 4in tall, just a bit shorter than me. THE head is large, with big black eyes on a slant which go round the side of the head, and a very small nose and mouth 'It's thin, and it has the long, dark fingers that I remember from my baby days ... I'm aware of the little ones. I never see where they come from, they're Just there ... They scuttle around. busy, busy, busy, they never stay still. 'Sometimes they bring some other creatures with them. I call them koalas because they are small and furry like bears ...' >>> Continued to next message * SLMR 2.1a * You don't fool me! You're not REALLY an idiot! f --- FMail 1.22 * Origin: -=Keep Watching the Skies=- Netmail: (1:379/12) --------------- FIDO MESSAGE AREA==> TOPIC: 221 UFO Ref: F5G00048 Date: 04/22/98 From: JACK SARGEANT Time: 03:21pm \/To: ALL (Read 0 times) Subj: Updates Subj: 5 1/5 Conf: (195) UFO Date: Wed, 15 Apr 1998 20:08:53 +0000 From: United Kingdom UFO Network --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Organization: United Kingdom UFO Network Subject: {91} part 4 - United Kingdom UFO Network To: UFO@MAELSTROM.STJOHNS.EDU ______ _______ ____