Skip to comments.Russian PM not joking – extraterrestrials live among us according to MIB documentary
Posted on 01/03/2013 6:36:29 PM PST by BenLurkin
Prime Minister Dmitry Medvedevs off-air comments that Russian Presidents are given a secret file about extraterrestrials living among us created much media interest. Most news reports claimed that Medvedev was simply joking. His apparent reference to the Men In Black movie as a source of information on a super secret agency that monitors extraterrestrials on Earth was commonly cited as key evidence that he was in fact joking. The reasoning is that no political leader would refer reporters to a comedy to clarify national policy. It has now emerged that Medvedev was not referring to the Men in Black comedy after all, but to a recent Russian television documentary titled Men in Black that reveals many details about an extensive cover up of extraterrestrial life visiting Earth.
However, a more accurate translation of what Medvedev actually said about the Men in Black phenomenon was: You can receive more detailed information having watched the documentary film of the same name. So Medvedev was referring to a Russian documentary film titled Men in Black, not the Hollywood blockbuster by the same name...
Russian Men In Black (MIB) documentary, a number of prominent UFO cases in Russia and the USA are discussed. The Roswell UFO crash is covered, along with a number of extraterrestrial abduction cases, and UFOs disabling nuclear weapons facilities. The documentary examines testimony that extraterrestrial bases have been established on Earth, and that some are in restricted US military areas with the full knowledge of the Pentagon. The documentary even goes on to seriously discuss President Eisenhowers alleged meeting with extraterrestrials, where agreements were reached with some of the visitors giving them permission to take some of the Earths resources in exchange for advanced technology...
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I just know him as one of the members of Jay (Black) and the Americans.
I don't know how many octaves Jay Black could hit, but only a few singers could beat him. Elvis Presley for one. And of course Roy Orbison, because Orbison had a wider range than Elvis.
You notice the lyrics were “Walk like a man, talk like a man . . .” and not “Walk like a man, sing like a man . . .”
"Morning, Warren. Usual?"
"Yeah, I suppose."
"Coming right up."
"You know, Rob," Warren mused, "I still can't get over how successful this place has been. I mean, your prices are high, your food is, frankly, not good, and yet you keep packing them in. How in the world did anyone ever come up with a the idea for a restaurant called, "Warmed-Over Sh*t?"
"I got the idea in November of 2012, right after Obama was re-elected President."
Pretty much says it.
As of today, I'm withdrawing my efforts to start a Troop at my Church. Even if the Scouts don't announce something drastic next Wednesday, there will be another re-evaluation, and another, and another, until they come up with the answer the homosexual lobby wants.
It makes me sad, because I was proud to be a Scoutmaster and am proud of my son's Eagle rank.
A journalist named Bob Greene wrote an interesting book about touring with Jan & Dean.
He was invited to play guitar onstage after Jan & Dean's guitarist read one of Greene's columns in which he mentioned buying a J&D album. Greene could barely play guitar.
Over the next decade, Greene spent part of each summer touring county fairs and small venues as part of Oldies Shows, playing guitar (and getting better at it) and occasionally singing backup for Jan & Dean, mingling with other acts clinging to the good old days, and being in the spotlight for a fifteen or twenty-minute set each night.
I figured it out ;-). I'm familiar with some of the songs. They're played on the Sirius Margaritaville channel sometimes.
I didn't know the poor fellow had a car accident, though, since I wasn't paying attention to such things at the time.
My Tiger Cubs are going to a printing/duplicating shop this afternoon. I have a schedule conflict, so Bill will be taking Vlad, and he'd better have his best professional manner on, too. I'll be checking with the other parents for reports.
I’m conflicted. On the one hand, unnngh, but on the other hand, if the Boy Scouts went belly-up, I could have something on the order of a workable life that didn’t require bilocation as a daily skill.
Oh, well, like I always say.
Time flies like an arrow.
Fruit flies like a banana.
I’m pleasantly surprised that I made it through this month. Also, I lost 7.8 lbs. in January, which is much better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.
Ma: I lost 5 pounds this week.
Toby: You lost 5 pounds?
Ma: That's right!!!
Toby: Well, turn around. I think I found 'em. :-O
I didn’t mean you personally, honest. What you said just reminded me of the gag.
You go, girl!
No problem ... I wasn’t sitting here sulking, I had gone out. One of our parishioners is seriously ill with cancer and needs help with transportation for herself and her children. Today I was signed up to take them to a psychologist appointment and also make supper. Fortunately, all the locations are within 15 minutes of my house. I have this shift again around the end of February, too.
I took Sally to the used book store while they had their counseling. I don’t know what she bought - she had a gift certificate - but I got an Evelyn Waugh novel, an anthology of Australian poetry, and a book about Central Asia. After trade-in credits, it cost me $1.28.
“The Book Lady” has a shaggy white standard poodle named Josie, who hangs out in the bookstore. I had spilled a few drops of chili on my pants during the dinner-transport, and Josie gave me a thorough sniffing and thoughtfully considered eating my whole leg, before deciding it was easier just to lie down again.
"Infra-sound is disrupted by certain rock formations, this causes navigational disruption..."
Oh..,not Dark's Coffee then..Hurumpf.
Put on your old grey bonnet with the blue ribbons on it.
I’ll give you a clue: It isn’t made of steel. :)
The British Western Front in France: Tanks kept in touch with the infantry by carrier pigeons which were released and carried messages back. During the First World War, Allied birds outperformed their rivals and saved thousands of livesall thanks to the efforts of one London pigeon fancier.
That picture comes up as Engine treatment...Red X.
The story is preserved at the Army Tank museum at Bovington.
Do you think you can convince ‘Chylde to post here?
Judging by the stripes, I’d say that bird was a corporal.
I thought the picture cried out to be photoshopped, with a steel helmet on the bird’s head, and a parachute on its back.
“Parachute packed, film in the camera; I’m ready for my flight, Sir!”
Hey! Isn’t bringing fun into the life of an old person worthwhile? Trust me: The Creator is watching.
She did before. On the Undead Thread, that is.
All of her posts looked like this, with
a few extra carriage returns thrown in.
Not that anyone was counting, of course.
It's my job to notice things.
Honestly, never thought about that before. Falsetto sounded to me like cats on a backyard fence a la The Paragons Meet the Jesters. ("Florence")
2049: Rules of grammar seem to be the only ones we can break w/impunity.
I love free/almost books!
There seems to be a never-ending supply, but I’m still trying to catch up on the Ladie’s Detective Agency....(for lack of the correct, full length title.)
I will check Amazon and see if any are available for the Kindle I now proudly own. Boy! That thing is so much fun!
I fed spaghetti to Busdaddy this afternoon, and he is a real cut-up. He likes to get the passengers going back and forth with each other. He is such a natural at that.
Anyway, he wants a Labrador retriever, and he’s leaning towards chocolate.
We shall see if it ever happens.
Check the list for any you’ve missed, and I can look at the Book Lady, and also at the Mecklenburg library, carefully coordinated with your visit.
Next week, when I might find my brain, briefly, we can go through the calendar and choose some possible dates for you to look at airfares. I’m thinking late-April, before swim team starts, but a serious Cogitate By All must be done.
Darkchylde often posts here, though not as much as she once did. We miss her, for sure.
Off to dance class with pack-o’-byos. Later!
I remember the common birthday. I’ve seen ‘Chylde post once on the UT. It would be fun if she’d post more frequently to the enrichment of all of us, but....
Good night, y’all. Parting in such sweet sorrow....
I’ve read “Tears of the Giraffe” and ... the one about her secretary. Nebulous, I am.
the only thing I know for sure is that the guy wrote an awful lot of books about her, and one just can’t help liking the whole story.
Late April or early May...Mother’s Day, Lablady’s birthday and my birthday all fall in the same week (May 12 on) so I kinda need to be here for that. The ol’ Mother/Daughter brunch-with-mimosas is the 11th.
However, I can check and see about the availability of flights and fare costs any time, just to give you an idea.
Vlad’s First Communion is May 11th, I think, so we’d want to go earlier than that. Tom’s SAT on the 4th isn’t a big concern to anyone but Tom ;-).
With Easter so early this year, April is kind of open. I’ll see what the Botanical Garden says about the forecast for all the bulbs to bloom. The Davidson College reptile show is the first weekend in April, might still be cold.
[channeling Yosemite Sam] Rag-blaggah frag-taggina rammstamit dagnammina...OOOOOOOO!!!
Friend on FB TEMPTING me to reloc. Just $170k.
I’d JUST ABOUT do it. TOO few bedrooms, but...it ain’t CA...
And the odds of having a substantial number of conservative neighbors is guaranteed to be higher than out there in the land of fruits and nuts.. ;-)
Oh, as you get out there to Hickory, Boone, and other kinda mountainy places, flakes accumulate among the indigenous rednecks. There’s universities and stuff, and you know what they’re like.
A reminder to The Stig that there are worse things than molting ... worse things than catz, too: it might have been a python!
Got to do your favourite thing this morning.....Wal*Xart. Ugh!
How is the world holding together on that side of the sphere?
It’s dark here, so I can’t really tell. I hear a whooshy-wind sound. The catz went outside and came back ruffled, but not wet.
Not as busy today as yesterday. Maybe we’ll get some cleaning done.
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