But until now, Bob Lazar has never told his own story, in every detail in his own words, about those exciting days in the desert outside of Las Vegas and how the world came to learn about the experiments being conducted at Area Tell us what you like and we'll recommend books you'll love.
Sign up and get a free ebook! Foreword by George Knapp. Published by Interstellar. Table of Contents Excerpt. About The Book. This time, and it struck me as odd that each of the interior doors connecting the individual bays, was open. I wondered briefly if we were going to be allowed to see all of them. I looked over at him trying to see if he was pleased by his having made arrangements for this, but his face was impassive. All that compartmentalization and secrecy had slowed progress.
If they wanted us to be effective, they needed to let us share information. That was how most advances in science and technology—despite the belief in the romantic notion of the lone wolf working in isolation model—were made. Here we were getting some access, greater access to information than before, but still in a far more limited manner than I would have preferred.
What frustrated me was that with the exception of Dennis, Barry, and I, there were few other S4 personnel around. The omnipresent security guys were there on the periphery, but there was one technician there sitting with a pair of headphones on while seated in front of what must have been a radio, and one other man who stood at a distance from us and kept his back to us the entire time.
I stood there with my arms folded, rocking back slightly on my heels, and then the craft did something similar. At first I heard rather than saw any activity coming from the craft. A loud hiss, nothing painful but the kind of buzzing sound that an electric substation might produce, reached my ears.
Then the craft lifted off the ground slightly, wobbling, the central axis tilting a few degrees from vertical. As it lifted off, I could see the blue glow of a corona discharge coming from the bottom of the craft. That led me to believe that the air around the bottom of the craft, where we suspected the emitter was, was being broken down and photons were being emitted. The light was visible, just as lightning in the sky is, due to that incredible high-energy output. Add it to your IMDb page. Find out more at IMDbPro ».
How Much Have You Seen? How much of Bob Lazar's work have you seen? Known For. Unsolved Mysteries Self. Storm Area 51 Self - Interviewee. Show all Hide all Show by Jump to: Producer Thanks Self Archive footage. Hide Show Producer 1 credit. Hide Show Thanks 1 credit. Hide Show Self 21 credits. Storm Area 51 Documentary filming Self - Interviewee. Self - Guest. Self - Interviewed.
Self - Area 51 Witness. Self - Former Aerospace Engineer. Self - Engineer. Soon most human settlement was gone. There was nothing alongside the highway — no strip malls, no fast food joints, and, I noticed, worryingly few gas stations. I had at least two hours of driving ahead, though I knew I was going in the right direction: every vehicle I saw was a police car, an RV or a news satellite van. As I drove I listened to rightwing talk radio, then Top 40, then country, then a Bible discussion call-in show, then some Spanish-language stations, then static.
A talk station interviewed the mother of a police officer killed by an undocumented immigrant. It was, they pointed out, yet another sign of bias in the liberal media. The first gas station was bustling with people buying water and jerry cans of gas. Finally, two hours north of Las Vegas, I saw the exit for State Route — also known, since its formal renaming in , as Extraterrestrial Highway.
The US government owns thousands of square miles of land in northern Nevada. The area is big enough, and empty enough, to detonate a nuclear bomb — which the government has , on hundreds of occasions. Their activities are classified and the skies above are restricted air space. Little is known about what goes on there, though the air force tests experimental stealth aircraft, which may account for some UFO sightings.
Even the New York Times has reported on it. The then Nevada senator Harry Reid helped secure the funding. The reader is free to investigate further and come to their own conclusions. It was heavy on souvenir sellers, though there were some hardcore ufologists. If anything, the ufologists were more the exception than the rule. I had expected most Area 51 Stormers to be conspiracy theorists, 4chan types, or people on the fringe political spectrum, but a lot — probably most — were normies on a lark, or foreigners in search of peak Americana.
The aliens, it seemed, were classical music buffs. Rachel came into view — a tiny, one-horse town besieged by cars and tents and camper vans.
Contrary to the wild warnings about a Fyre festival 2. Festival marshals waved me along to an assigned lot. My neighbors at the parking lot-slash-campsite were a punk band called Foreign Life Form. They were trying to find the concert organizer to get added to the billing.
Getting to the actual entrance to Area 51 took another 20 minutes of driving on an unmarked, unpaved road. Clouds of chalk billowed behind the cars coming and going. At the end of the road was a drab military checkpoint flanked by concertina wire and threatening signs.
The sign prohibiting photography was clearly a dead letter. They seemed relaxed, though, and looked like they were having as good a time as the ostensible Stormers.
After all, this was an excuse for them to hang out at Area 51, too. To my knowledge, no one actually raided Area 51, besides the two Dutch YouTubers who had tried to sneak through the perimeter two weeks earlier and ended up in jail instead. In addition to YouTube vloggers and Instagram influencers, there were more than a few actual journalists. Watching them scurry around diligently with tape recorders reminded me that I needed to find a Quirky Character who could give On-Scene Color.
A talkative UFO buff would be ideal but the other journalists had already claimed most of the good ones.
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