Hi, my name is Jim Murdoch. Welcome to my blog. I’ve never done this before and it kind of feels like the first time I jumped out of an airplane. I wondered what I’d gotten myself into, but I took a deep breath and then jumped out the door—and lived to tell about it.

So here goes …

What will this blog be about?

It will be about the greatest story yet to be told: That we may be co-existing not just in this universe but right here in our own backyard—in the skies, in the seas, under the ground—with some pretty strange creatures that didn’t evolve from earthly DNA.

This is going to be about UFOs and extraterrestrials and the books and people that have thrown some light on the subject—at least, the books and the people I have found out about and have spent some time getting to know. It’s going to be about the cloak and dagger stuff, too—the whistle blowers and what they’re saying, and the government and what it’s not saying. And it will be about the disclosure movement, the escalating push of citizens who insist that We the People have the right to know the truth.

And then it will be about odds and ends, just for the fun of it.

Here’s an example of the odd:

The Republic of Kazakhstan in Central Asia is in the process of building the world’s first alien embassy according to some local media reports. If these reports are to be believed, the authorities have already allocated a large plot of land in the city of Almaty for this ambitious project. Facilities to be built within the complex will include a guesthouse, theatre and translation service. A purpose built UFO landing pad and checkpoint will be attached to the embassy.

Kazakhstan’s government believes open contact with aliens is imminent and by being the first nation to specifically create such facilities they are convinced they will reap enormous financial and economic rewards. The Kazakhstan Government also see this as a chance to demonstrate their nations forward thinking policies.”

Sounds like this is coming out of the mouth of Sasha Baron Cohen in a sequel to Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. The attribution for this story made me laugh: “According to some local media reports.” Of course, without naming any of those local media. I tracked the story as far as I could, and ended up scrolling through a Russian language publication of some kind. The style kind of reminds me of Pravda (Truth) and Izvestia (The News), those fusty propaganda rags of the Soviet era. (”There’s no news in Truth and there’s no truth in The News,” the proletarians used to joke.)

Though amusing in its own incredible way, the story made me think of Philip Krapf, a former Los Angeles Times copy editor who authored two fascinating books about his abduction experiences with aliens who claimed to be part of a galactic federation of planets. They told him their federation wants to establish a 600 square-mile Star City in the heart of the American southwest, but he claims the United States government won’t allow it.

The Los Angeles Times is not Pravda or Izvestia, and Phillip Krapf is not a Soviet newspaper hack or Sasha Baron Cohen. He’s got a Pulitzer Prize on his resume and thirty years of newspaper experience. You will hear more about him down the line and about his books. Credibility. That’s what counts here.

Credibility as in the case of Dr. Edgar Mitchell. Maybe you’ve already heard something about him and his revelations about the extraterrestrial presence and about Roswell. He’s a retired U.S. Navy captain, holds a Ph.D in aeronautics and astronautics from MIT, and was the sixth American to walk on the moon.

What does he have to say about the subject of UFOs and extraterrestrials?

Well, he’s been pretty vocal about the subject for a long time, but last July, on a radio program hosted by someone with a British accent, I heard him unequivocally state that he was told by a high-ranking military official that we are in fact in contact with an extraterrestrial race and that they are diminutive and “look very strange to us.” And an alien spacecraft really did crash at Roswell. The radio interviewer, normally not at a loss for words, was flabbergasted and blurted out, “Aren’t you afraid for your life making such revelations, I mean, that somebody could kill you?” To which the former astronaut responded, “Oh, I don’t think they do that anymore.”

I can’t remember the name of the program or the interviewer. I’m relying on memory here, so please don’t accuse me of practicing Soviet-era journalism. It’s late, I’m kind of tired, and my star charts tell me I’m entering into a period torpor and sloth. More on Edgar Mitchell later. I absolutely promise I will come up with not only the name of the interviewer and the program, but also a link so you can listen to it yourself.

Credibility, that’s the name of the game here. Credibility in dealing with the incredible, with the greatest story yet to be told.

There are hundreds of people like Edgar Mitchell, credible people with an incredible story, and they will get space here.

Please think of this blog as a cozy coffee shop. There’s a fire crackling in the fireplace, the coffee’s steaming hot. Pull up a chair and let’s have a chat about the greatest story yet to be told.

JM