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project? 230 REVELATIONS word that Bill Cooper claims to have seen attached to a secret project to test flying saucers captured from alleged extraterrestrial aliens. . . . Again, we need to ask, which is the cover and which is the genuine What better cover is there for such craft, if they are tested at Dreamland, than the UFO phenomenon itself? What better channel for deception is there than the groups of true believers who are already convinced that the extraterrestrials are about to land? Is that the true explanation to the puzzle of the Teesdale Inheritance, the Franck Fontaine exercise, the Bentwaters simulations, the hall of mirrors at Norton Air Force Base, the dangling carrots in Hollywood, with the Holloman landing footage promised, then withdrawn at the last mo- ment? Is that the key to Robert Lazar's curious lapses of memory? Is that what Bill Moore's informers were hiding? Such an explanation may account in part for the bizarre manipula- tions we have described, but it does not provide a complete answer. What if that deception has other goals, even more far-reaching? To the New Age idealists, the announcement that aliens are here would bring the culmination of many decades of dreams. It would validate all their group meditations on mountaintops, the loving hopes, the prayers for peace. It would give all of us something to worship at a time when the leaders of our traditional religions have made fools of themselves, at a time when the younger generation has very few heroes it can look up to. To the hardened ufologist, it would bring respectabil- ity at last, vindication after years of dedicated, lonely research, a chance to confront such skeptics as Philip Klass and Carl Sagan (or perhaps, in a more mundane way, a doubting brother-in-law) and to tell them "I told you so!" The revelations that aliens are here, that flying disks have been captured, are too good to be true. But if these claims have been manu- factured to provide a cover for real flying platforms, then these false revelations suddenly make perfect sense. Engineers and military officers telling their children on their deathbeds about the strange technology they have seen over the Nevada desert will be able to come up with nothing more specific than a muddled story of flying saucers and extra-