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"They've been model citizens," said Garland police Lt. Don Martin
Tuesday night.. But, he said, "We would be remiss in our duties if
we didn't consider that option."
Religious experts say the Salvation Church, whose members include
doctors, engineers and teachers, is typical of the kind of religious
groups that spring up at the end of a century.
"They are comfortable with technology as a means through which
spiritual powers can work," said Lonnie Kliever, a professor at
Southern Methodist University.
A neighbor says she does not mind having the sect next door.
"They are not loud. They keep up their places nice. We could use
more neighbors like them," said Bonnie Nichols.
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uk.ufo.nw says: We would like to hear from anyone who has further
information or articles on the below reports - or just your thoughts
on the matter. Send you mail to:
ufo@holodeck.demon.co.uk
with: CLINTONS JET
as the subject.
Source: ITN News (UK major news network)
Date: Wednesday 11th March 1998
From: "Lloyd Bayliss" 
Investigation into Clinton jet radar loss
The Federal Aviation Administration said it was investigating a
report that an air traffic control radar screen had briefly lost
President Bill Clinton's aircraft.
New York television station WNBC-TV and the newspaper Newsday
reported that Air Force One disappeared from the radar screen in the
regional control center on Long Island for over 20 seconds as
Clinton flew to Connecticut on Tuesday morning.
Radio contact was never lost with the plane, the reports said.
FAA spokesman Les Dorr said the radar tapes were being reviewed to
determine what actually happened. "We can't say one way or another
what happened because we're still reviewing the tapes," he said.
Alien Humour
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How many aliens does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Only two, but they have to be very very small to fit in the
lightbulb.
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"We're too late! It's already been here."
"Mulder, I hope you know what you're doing."
"Look, Scully, just like the other homes: Douglas fir, truncated,
mounted, transformed into a shrine; halls decked with boughs of
holly; stockings hung by the chimney, with care."
"You really think someone's been here?"
"Someone, or something."
"Mulder, over here--it's a fruitcake."
"Don't touch it! Those things can be lethal."
"It's O.K. There's a note attached: 'Gonna find out who's naughty
and nice.'"
"It's judging them, Scully. It's making a list."
"Who? What are you talking about?"
"Ancient mythology tells of an obese humanoid entity who could
travel at great speed in a craft powered by antlered servants. Once a
year, near the winter solstice, this creature is said to descend from
the heavens to reward its followers and punish disbelievers with
jagged chunks of anthracite."
"But that's legend, Mulder--a story told by parents to frighten
children. Surely you don't believe it?"
"Something was here tonight, Scully. Check out the bite marks on
this gingerbread man. Whatever tore through this plate of cookies was
massive--and in a hurry."
"It left crumbs everywhere. And look, Mulder, this milk glass has
been completely drained."
"It gorged itself, Scully. It fed without remorse."
"But why would they leave it milk and cookies?"
"Appeasement. Tonight is the Eve, and nothing can stop its wilding."
"But if this thing does exist, how did it get in? The doors and
windows were locked. There's no sign of forced entry."
"Unless I miss my guess, it came through the fireplace."
"Wait a minute, Mulder. If you're saying some huge creature landed
on the roof and came down this chimney, you're crazy. The flue is
barely six inches wide. Nothing could get down there.
"But what if it could alter its shape, move in all directions at
once?"
"You mean, like a bowl full of jelly?"
"Exactly. Scully, I've never told anyone this, but when I was a
child my home was visited. I saw the creature. It had long white
shanks of fur surrounding its ruddy, misshapen head. Its bloated
torso was red and white. I'll never forget the horror. I turned away,
and when I looked back it had somehow taken on the facial features of
my father."
"Impossible."
"I know what I saw. And that night it read my mind. It brought me a
Mr.Potato Head, Scully. It knew that I wanted a Mr. Potato Head!"
"I'm sorry, Mulder, but you're asking me to disregard the laws of
physics. You want me to believe in some supernatural being who soars
across the skies and brings gifts to good little girls and boys.
Listen to what you're saying. Do you understand the repercussions?
If this gets out, they'll close the X-files."
"Scully, listen to me: It knows when you're sleeping. It knows when
you're awake."
"But we have no proof."
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