Saturday, 31 May 2014

Weird UFO Meeting in London

A few days ago, out of the blue, I received a private email invitation to an event in London called Roswell 1947 UFO, a performance by a troupe called Light Modulation Ltd. The invite came from David Hodrien of BUFOG who was doing an address at the event. Only last fortnight I spoke at a BUFOG meeting, see: http://hpanwo-tv.blogspot.co.uk/2014/05/ben-emlyn-jones-live-at-bufog.html. Yesterday I met up with my friend and fellow research Heidi King and we headed for the venue. All we had been given was an address in central London: 4 St James Square; this is in Westminster, right in the heart of government, just a short walk from Buckingham Palace and the Houses of Parliament. I had this idea in my head that the venue might be a small Bohemian theatre or cinema, of a kind often found in London, like the Horse Hospital in Bloomsbury where we'd gone a few weeks ago to see Mark Pilkington's film Mirage Men; but it was far from it. St James Square is one of these very officious locales in London with mountainous Georgian townhouses standing around a small tree-lined park in the centre. We walked along the wide pavements trying to read the door numbers hidden beneath neo-classical porticoes and separated from the street by the deep moats of basement wells. We rang the doorbell of one of these imposing cliff-like facades and waited. The solid-looking front door then opened automatically letting us in. I had to double check the address; the door led into one of the most opulent rooms I've ever been in, oak panelled walls, leather and mahogany furniture, old paintings on the wall, a grandfather clock ticking away in the corner... I rechecked the address again! I approached the polished marble reception desk and explained why we'd come. The suited receptionist looked nonplussed and got on the phone. He also asked me if I had a jacket and tie I could wear; foreboding filled my heart. It turned out that this was actually The In and Out Naval and Military Club, an exclusive urban retreat for senior officers of the armed forces, see: http://www.navalandmilitaryclub.co.uk/. Luckily for Heidi it wasn't one of those which are gentlemen-only. We were not permitted to enter the club because we hadn't conformed to the dress code so we had to walk around to the rear entrance of the building on a neighbouring street. This was the keep-fit area of the complex. We found out way along the ornate corridors, past a very upmarket gym and swimming pool, into a plush courtyard in which had been erected a very curious structure, a black dome-shaped inflatable tent about thirty feet across. Waiters in white jackets served drinks and snacks to a cluster of gentlemen all dressed in smart suits and ladies in expensive dresses; the place reeked of perfume and aftershave. Gold Rolex watches peeked out from beneath shirt cuffs and huge diamonds glinted from earlobes and throats. Dave Hodrien and our friend Mike Rutter were the only people there Heidi and I recognized. This was certainly not a regular UFO conference.
The courtyard was decorated by a series of peculiar statues; in pride of place was the above bronze cast of a mountain goat. When we'd had a few more drinks we all got together and stared at it, a jocular imitation of Jon Ronson's book and film The Men who Stare at Goats. There was also a room beside the courtyard called "the Goat Bar". Heidi and I felt embarrassed to be so underdressed, but we soon relaxed; I got talking to a rather inebriated young man called Max who told me that he didn't know what the goat meant even though he'd been a member of the club for three years. Circulating around the party were also two people dressed in pilots' uniforms, see below... I say "people", however one looked like a grey alien and the other was a young woman with bright blue hair and a very short skirt. She had an exaggerated Deep South accent and kept saying: "Y'all have a good day, now!" More people turned up, mostly quite old and very well-spoken. Some of them had little badges on their lapels which showed that they were military men, serving or ex. I eavesdropped on some of their conversations; they were saying things like: "... our head office in Montreal..." "... at the last finance meeting we concluded..." Another club-member I got talking to, an Australian called David, pointed around himself explaining how next door was the headquarters of BP and a few doors along were the offices of the Rio Tinto Group. I found out later that Chatham House- the Royal Institute of International Affairs, is also housed nearby. These were definitely very posh people, elite, rich and powerful. This area of London was their home turf. The question therefore must be posed: what on Earth was an exhibition on UFO's doing here?
We entered the inflatable tent; there was barely enough room for everybody. It had been set up as a small theatre and the inner wall of the dome was actually a huge projector screen making the theatre a kind of mini-planetarium; it was very effective and we were shown amazing images of the night sky, the sun and views from the International Space Station. There was also a video presentation by Jaime Maussan, the famous Mexican UFOlogist; this had originally been planned as a live videocast, but it had unfortunately been abandoned due to technical problems and Jaime had instead recorded a presentation for us. Then we went out for a break to get some more drinks, only a single beer for me because they were very expensive. After that we went back into the tent and Dave did his speech, which was a one-hour potted history of the Roswell Incident for the complete beginner. I asked Dave and Mike about the background to the show and it turns out Dave had been invited as a guest speaker and had not organized it himself. The event was the idea of these people: http://www.lightmodulation.com/. I got to speak briefly to the director, a Spaniard called Floren Cabrera de Teresa; he is manifestly very keen on the UFO issue and the subject is not just a gimmick he's using for entertainment purposes. He had a team of highly professional-looking people there including a full media outfit; I did a brief interview in front of their TV camera where they asked me what I thought about Area 51.

I don't know when the thought came to me, I'm surprised it didn't come earlier, but is it possible that this is some kind of Disclosure promotion?... Bear with me!... Just look at the strange facts: A UFO-themed pageant in the heart of military and governmental London. The mysterious background to the event and the quiet invitation by email. Even Dave himself seemed not to have been told everything about what this was for; he was more of a visiting expert brought in to brief the newcomers. The people attending were not the types one would normally see dead at a UFO conspiracy conference; they were senior governmental, corporate and military officials. People involved in the Disclosure movement have talked about events like this, individuals like Dr Steven Greer and Stephen Bassett. They've described how they've been involved in low-key, even semi-covert, consultations in which they try to sell the idea of UFO Disclosure, very subtly and informally, to those who might be maintaining the "truth embargo", or those who may be close to those maintaining it. When I was speaking to David, the Australian member, I felt he was definitely grilling me, in a friendly and inoffensive manner; he was curious about UFO's, very curious indeed. After Dave had finished his lecture there was a question-and-answer session in which I watched the reactions of the audience very carefully. If these people have connections to UFO secrecy then their responses might reveal clues as the feasibility of some kind of official public acknowledgement of an ET presence engaging the human race. I left just before ten o'clock because I had to catch my coach home to Oxford. There was a late night party planned at a nearby bar which I couldn't stay to attend. I was aware that this was Friday night, the very day of the week Disclosure would probably happen, according to Richard Dolan and Bryce Zabel in their gripping book AD- After Disclosure. They said it would take place in the early evening US Eastern Standard Time. On my journey home I couldn't help wondering if tonight was the night! Of course the time in Washington DC is six hours behind our own so when I got home at about midnight I switched on the TV in the vain hope that we'd have a special BBC report underway about how "Obama says little green men exist!" Fat chance. As regular HPANWO-readers will know, my feelings towards official Disclosure are extremely ambivalent, see: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eXbwVOS-DVs. But I can't let go of the irresistible prospect that it could happen. I've never wanted to be proven wrong on anything else I've ever said before, ever. It might happen, it might! The thing is, if I'm correct in my suspicion, that what I've just attended was indeed some kind of elite private sponsorship occasion for UFO Disclosure, then it does support the notion that steps are being taken to end the truth embargo. I feel very proud to think that last night I was actively involved in the process to achieve that revelation. Thanks, Dave, for inviting me.

8 comments:

Rebecca Whitehurst said...

Very intriguing event for sure! You might just have something here Ben!

Ben Emlyn-Jones said...

I hope so, Rebecca. Keep a lookout for the return of these people min a few months :-)

Xylomet said...

Thank you for sharing an enjoyable and ethereal review of an intriguing event indeed. There is a Correlation and dependence that comes with the 'out of the ordinary co-incidence'. An unusual event where the attendees were not the 'usual' crowd in comparison to the subject interest. This often happens with the crossing paths and encountering of Politics/Business and Secret Information/withheld information wherein two sections of antagonistic parties occasion each other for their respective agenda's even though they may be usually uncooperative. When important or looming potent political-social moments are about to happen such disclosures may be used in order to deflect from this moment in order to divert attention. Perhaps there may be a historical or perhaps an important disclosure on the political/individual front that may be unfavourable to those involved and that a small disclosure of something so profound as alien life may help to alleviate it. At the moment we have Blair and Bush fighting against their war crime disclosure, there is the Looming political milieu of political clambering, who knows. Very interesting and may be worth watching this space (pardon the pun!). Cheers Ben

Herbie Hancock said...

Wow, Ben, this sent a shiver down my spine. There was something very strange going on here. This was right in the heart of the establishment. As you say, just round the corner from Chatham House, The Royal Institute of International Affairs, and The Milner Group. For more context of St. James' Square folks should see here for Sam the blogger's tour:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtEbx5NiI94&list=PLk-DKynzPrkJQk64KprNm63SEtkGP00zf
According to Dr John Coleman, this is ground zero for the committee of 300
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCzR7NCeMYA

Ben Emlyn-Jones said...

Xylomet. You're welcome. Glad you liked it :-) I certainly will be keeping a close eye on this one. It's hard to know what motivates the "breakaway civilization" fully; imagine the discussions they must have. Obviously not in public like at this event.

Ben Emlyn-Jones said...

Thanks, Herbie. It's been years since I read Coleman's bok, but it did make me rethink everything. Cheers for the link to Sam W's vids. He seems to have copied my idea of the HPANWO London Truth Tours, but I don't mind.

Martino said...

This is very stirring stuff Ben. The thought of clandestine meetings like this going on while we sleep in our beds, compounds all our faith that wheels are turning. Could one of these have attended the Exopolitics at Leeds last September,thus prompting an inite to you perhaps? This is bloody fantastic and very subterfugal if there is such a word, lol.

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