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Followers of flying saucers are well acquainted with the "Foo Fighters" reported so extensively during World War Il. Because they are modern, and because their presence is so undeniably established and their activities so well catalogued, we shall do nothing with them other than this brief mention in the general category of lights and fireballs. The "Foo Fighters" seem, however, to be of a slightly different genre from the usual UFO lights. "Foos" are usually reddish or yellowish, soft and diffuse, unattached to any tangible object and extremely mobile. UFO's, on the other hand, have hard, bluish-white lights and are brilliant, functional, and flickering. T Rl ABOUT THE LAST WAR, ABLE TO DETECT ELECTRONIC-MAGNETIC FIELDS IN EQUIPMENT AND SO KEPT THEMSELVES AT A STAGE OF MOLECULAR DISSOLUTION IE. STASIS, THAT THEY COULD OBSERVE YET NTO GET HURT BY WHATEVER WEAPONS "WE" HAD, KNOWINGLY OR UNKNOWINGLY. Some of our Electrom's Equipment could have had an odd effect upon functionali f L-M rver hi caused some consternation to the L-M's, A PEACE- FUL NAIVELY CURIOUS BUNCH OF INADVERTANT HAVOC WREAKERS, AS YOULL EVER SEE, Jemi. With that distinction in mind, let us suppose that the "Foos" either have intelligence or are remotely directed by intelligence. It is only another short step to say that they are intelligence. That they are a manifestation of some intelligent activity seems the most logical compromise. The references throughout history to strange lights in the sky, and burning objects fleeing through the air, are common knowledge. There are myriad cases where lights, balls of fire, luminous points and areas, and ball lightning which do not seem to be attached to or emanate from any solid object, have been observed. Two recent sightings will serve to establish our basis of judgement. QUITE SO! The following letter, to the editor of Fate, March 1951 bears careful scrutiny. | ask that you recall the rays we suggested in "Marks and Footprints." "My husband and | live alone in a little hidden hollow in Nye County, Nevada, known as the Old Burns Ranch. It is almost completely surrounded by bleak gray hills, and is located a crooked mile back from the paved highway that runs to the little town of Beatty, eight miles distant. "It was 1:45 AM on a night in January, 1949, just after what is known as The Big Snow. A frozen white pall lay draped over hill and desert. | had wakened from sound slumber a half-hour earlier. More sleep eluded me and | was standing at my window drinking in the beauty of the dimly moonlit landscape. Not a creature was stirring, nor a breath of wind. 120 Fireballs and Lights Hard. Bluish, White Lighted are Scouts, Solid. "The nearest human habitation is a cattle ranch a mile away by coyote trail over the hills. IF THIS HAPPENS, COVER YOURSELF WITH EARTH, Jemi.