Coming out only a few years later, this book covers a broader swathe of cases. Fowler comes down squarely in the nuts-and-bolts, government-coverup-conspiracy camp. This century, he discovered that those mean alien critters have snagged him too!
This book is a credulous chronicle of those wild, perhaps trans-dimensional types of UFOnauts. Lots people loved this book, but to me it is of a piece with many others which take a dichotomous view -- either the "aliens" are from other planes of existence with important cosmic knowledge, or they drive mechanical saucers you could bounce a Frisbee off of. Or both?
There's no guessing where ol' "Raphael" is concerned, it's Space Brothers all the way! This is the most vacuous tripe you can imagine, similar to all those mediums of the 19th century who solemnly passed on greetings from Uncle Wally. It sounds profound if you haven't heard this kind of jaw hundreds of times before, from other folks proclaiming that they are THE ONLY TRUE conduit for messages from the Great Beyond.
In the interests of free thought, investigate these tomes yourself! See you Thursday!
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