These UFO dumps are pure garbage. But i guess they make a good distraction. It will be very hot now. Hot and dry. The heat sets in early this year. I remember the Bicentennial. I remember best of all the Viking Mars landers. Now THAT was exciting. The rest of it I dismissed as nationalistic swill. And that is precisely what it was. And that is what "250" will be. Unless the festive spirits encounter some sort of obstacle. Empty shelves? Fuel shortages? Gasoline hard to find and hard to afford? Diesel even pricier and even scarcer? Massive casualties? Chaos and catastrophe? Tough to say. None of those things would surprise me. Even SOSO would be nothing to celebrate. In order to celebrate, it will probably be necessary to indulge in fantasy. And I'm sure the corporate media machine will be happy to provide the requisite fantasy.
By golly! I managed to get a photo of a crashed flying saucer!
This is the sort of analysis that the minions are too dense to understand.
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