posted on Feb, 11 2013 @ 01:15 PM
Originally posted by CardDown
Rather than spreading a lot of saucer stories, I think they just capitalized on them, using UFOs as a form of passive cover for their spying
platforms. They were perfectly happy for them to be mistaken as flying saucers and not inclined to speak up and volunteer the true craft responsible.
Even considering the source, I agree that such stories are not entirely inconsistent with other CIA misdirection and disinformation campaigns to get
into the heads of their opposite numbers.
Another example: I was told in a long elaborate narrative by a high ranking USAF officer that the Stanford Remote Viewing project was a misdirection
scheme to send the USSR off on dead-ended 'psychic warfare' chases while providing 'cover' explanations for some spectacular CIA espionage
successes in the 1970s, successful information acquisition that was so sensitive that a careful counter-espionage effort might have narrowed down and
identified the Russians actually spying for the US. Instead, the word got out that the information [e.g., location of a crashed Soviet aircraft in
central Africa] was obtained by ESP rather than a sleeper agent, who would have been endangered by an investigation. Apparently, the soviets -- always
sucjkers for the paranormal, as athiestic societies tend to be -- swallowed the disinformation and the US assets were protected until much later they
were extracted safely.
Example: Glomar Explorer [? or Challenger?]
Example: An ad hoc cover story by a colleague of mine who worked 'Broken Arrow' out of Kirtland AFB [NM} in 1971-2 [when I was there, too], told me
of an exercise he had run in the Rockies one summer, assisted by local law enforcement. This was not long after Palomares, when rumors of nuclear
contamination had devastated the local agro and tourist economy -- so the project commander demanded that whatever happened, the locals should NOT be
spooked by 'radioactive contamination' rumors. My friend grinned as he recalled his solution. The AF decon team had cordoned off an area, and the
locals provided perimeter security. The young Captain briefed the locals and swore them to secrecy: "We're picking up pieces of a crashed flying
saucer, but you CANNOT tell anybody." Sure enough, by noon the next day the entire region was buzzing with barbershop rumors about the flying saucer.
"Nobody ever worried about radiation," he bragged to me.