Coming out of the Closet

The following is a post by guest blogger, Gregg Swentor. Go to it Gregg!!!

First off, let me thank Tom for the opportunity to have this space to finally come clean. I have had a few things I have wanted to get out but never had the space. All I had to do was ask.

OK, let’s start with the marginalization I have felt since high school. The year was 1972. My girlfriend and I were returning from a coach’s house where we just had a great dinner and conversation with he and his wife. We were rumbling along a back country dirt road in rural Vermont in my 1969 Jeep Wagoneer. Beauty, eh?

We came around a soft bend in the road and off in the distance we saw a ‘streetlight’ up on the distant hill. Y’all know the scenario; a long sloping downhill, then a long sloping back up to the distant top of the next ridge. “Oh my! I can’t believe it. They installed a streetlight out here?!? “, I laughingly said to her.

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For a few seconds the light just hung there and then . . . . went DOWN the hill in front of us, then came right UP at us. It came up at us at eye level. It then zoomed right over our heads; enough for both of us to instinctively duck. Helicopter? Jet? Ball lightening? Sorry. No sound. No woosh of air. No crack of electricity. There was no way we could not have heard or felt something as it just barely missed the hood of my car. This object traveled 1/3 of a mile in the blink of an eye. We both looked at each other. She asked if we just saw what we just saw. There is no way it was earthly. This was not the last of our strange experience that night but it will suffice for this post.

This sighting has shaken my intellect. Never did I feel comfortable telling most folk of this experience. Even though we both had become intellectual, successful people, there had been times when I called her, or she called me, just to confirm our far-out memories of that night. I suppose, at times, we both felt we had dreamt it all.

It wasn’t until years later (2020) when I was able to see the object again. This time from the camera of a US Navy F-18. They called it an “unidentified aerial phenomena”. Yeah, me too! Been der, done dat.

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“My gosh!! Look at that thing! It’s going against a 120kt headwind.”

Look, it’s time to come clean. Damn it!
N=R fpnelifcL (Drake), Damn it!

HA!! We’re not alone out here on our little blue marble in the Milky Way. We’re an F’n Disneyland.

“Come on folk, lets travel to the planet we touched thousands of years ago. It’ll be fun!”

So, back to me. Isn’t that what this is always about? I had an event which blew this dudes mind. I have a hole in me that needs to feel expressed but feels I’ll be ridiculed to no end!
I want to feel normal again. Help me Agent Jay. Hit with me with your Neuralyzer!

So, why do I not just put myself out there? Maybe I should make my lil drawing of the UFO & fish and make it into a bumper sticker? What’s holding me back?

The answer, of course, is fear. I was afraid to put myself out there. I got intimidated by the posers outside of me; my job, the company I kept, my social status, my own friends and family. I endured THEIR conspiracies, their lies, their ignorance, their self-righteous opinions blown over the loudspeaker. But me, and mine? A wussy. Pleeaase don’t laugh/see/talk to me about my deep dark shit.

Maybe it’s just the maturing of my inner self to be strong, or it could just be an ole man ‘git off my lawn’ moment. Nevertheless, it’s time to put myself out there. It’s time to quit hiding because of my fears of what others think of me. My complicity has taken a toll on me. But no more!

I recently saw a poll where those who believe Pres. Biden stole the election has increased in the last month. INCREASED!! How can that happen? I know why. I was silent. I was afraid. I let the bullhorns do the talking. No, not even talking…LYING! And yet, I sat quiet and grumbled to myself. I sat waiting for someone else to clean up this mess. I was afraid of the confrontation. I wanted us all to ‘get along’. I doubted my own worth. Hmm.

But no more !!

I’m coming out…

I saw one.

OK, you can scoff now