THEY'RE HERE!

    They patrol our skies at will, with seeming indifference to our plight.  Do UFOs really exist?  Everything from ancient cave drawings to sightings by modern astronauts, pilots, and police officers say that they do.  The evidence is overwhelming.  Who are they and what do they want?  We could sure use some help down here, yet they just fly on by.  How can they just fly around all the time without jobs?  Are space aliens lazy?  Maybe American citizens could find employment on other planets doing jobs that space aliens won’t do.  Perhaps we could then afford health insurance and things like homes.  First they would have to land. 

    Don’t they have a Red Cross on their planet?  Surely they get all our television stations with their technology, so they must know from the news that our whole world is being slowly consumed by selfishness and greed.  I wonder which programming they like best.  Do they watch sports, comedy, or drama the most?  They sure don’t seem like the action movie type.  Were they even touched when Rocky Balboa said, “We did it Adrian,”?  Who are these heartless bastards?  They surely aren’t liberals.  Help us.  We have vital industries here like energy, banking, and insurance that make the mafia look like a band of Sunday school teachers.  On top of that, we are now being forced to move into cardboard boxes so that ex-American business people, who moved their factories to other countries, can buy more yachts.  They call it free trade.   

    Why do they come here?  If they wanted to be discreet, it seems they would have the technology to accomplish this, and if they wanted to be seen you would think they would just land near a news crew and do an interview.  They seem lazy and inept to me.  Why travel vast distances just to be partially invisible and totally insignificant.  They could communicate a cure for cancer or at least send the entire middle and lower class a bailout.  They’d really hate that at FOX news.   

    I have a giant sign painted on the roof of my house which reads, “Will Work for Food”, but no response yet.  One never knows  what will happen in that deciding moment when truth just kicks down the door and you can’t lie anymore, but I believe that if confronted by an otherworldly presence, I would run towards them screaming, “Help us,” as loud as I could. If taken aboard their ship, I would continue to plead for my embattled race and for my own personal UFO with a driver.  Surely they have some used, older units they don’t need anymore.  Just not the Roswell model, because I’d never feel safe after that crash.  I would implore them to perform a brain scan on our politicians and also diagnose that Limbaugh guy.  I’m just curious.  Last but not least, I would ask that every human being walk briefly in the shoes of every other and that we be empowered to read each others minds, so there could be no more deception.  Only then could we truly know who among us is impressive.

    I have never seen a UFO, but my eyes continue to search the skies above.  This may sound pitiful, due to their long history of inaction, but it’s all that I have, for wealth has eluded my feeble grasp, and the mirage of it’s perceived bliss has forever lost it’s luster.  I now see only a barren desert scorched by the heat of man’s desire, in a weird reality where lies become the truth, and the truth becomes lies.  If aliens do come, let us hope they are not prejudiced against those who are different, and that they love their neighbor as they love themselves.  Let us hope that they will help us, instead of just judging us.  We must hope that they are better than ourselves, so that we may actually achieve, “Real change we can believe in“.  These lazy and elusive space aliens may be our only hope that truth and justice can ever be found, so that peace may someday rule this troubled world, finally and forever. 

    This is the way the cookie has crumbled and the rock that has landed on our heads.  It is just the reality that appeared.  It’s bad, but its all we got.  Good luck out there and may all your dreams come true until you find them boring and want something else.