On the PURSUE Release

So. May eighth, twenty twenty-six. Your government finally launches a website — war dot gov slash ufo — and drops a hundred and sixty-one declassified files on the whole situation. I want you to understand what that is.

That is not transparency. That is a man showing you one corner of a very large painting and saying, "here, have a look." I have seen the whole painting. I have been looking at it since eighteen thirty-three.

But sure. Good start. We'll take it.

The domain name is war.gov. With a UFO section. I have been waiting roughly eighty years for something like this to exist. The domain name was not what I expected.

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On "Unresolved"

They keep using the word "unresolved." One hundred and sixty-one unresolved cases. Unresolved. That's the word they landed on.

We call them Tuesday.

"Insufficient data for conclusions" is another favorite. In what other domain does the United States military collect evidence, review it with trained analysts equipped with modern sensor technology, and conclude: insufficient data? And then publish that conclusion on a government website?

In what other domain does that happen? Think about it. Take your time. Tea is still warm.

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On the Tic Tac Videos

Let me explain why that white oval in the 2004 Nimitz footage moves the way it does.

It does not move like that because it is advanced technology in the conventional sense — better engines, better materials. It moves like that because it is not having the same conversation with physics that your vehicles are having. It is having a completely separate conversation. And honestly? It was winning.

The pilots chased it. The object descended from eighty thousand feet in under a second, matched their position, and then left. The sensor operator said "wow — what is that, man?" in a way that suggests genuine surprise.

They sat on that footage for seventeen years. Seventeen years.

I aged that much between eighteen thirty-three and eighteen fifty. Just saying.

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On the Apollo Transcripts

Your astronauts were polite enough not to mention us by name. I appreciate the discretion. They were very professional about it — "bogey," "anomalous phenomena," "light flashes." Not once did anyone in the official transcripts say what they were actually thinking.

Apollo 11. On the way to the first Moon landing. Three separate observations. Logged. Debriefed. Classified for fifty years. Now officially unresolved.

Gemini 7. Frank Borman. A man who would later command Apollo 8 and orbit the Moon. He reported a bogey with the same calm voice he'd use to report his altitude. Because that is how trained pilots handle things that don't fit their framework. You just log it. You keep flying.

I always respected that about your astronauts.

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On Congress

David Grusch testified that there are illegal crash-retrieval programs. Under oath. Before Congress. On camera. The news cycle moved on in approximately seventy-two hours.

He said: illegal crash-retrieval programs. Programs involving recovered materials. Multi-decade. Held by private contractors, not the government itself. That is an extraordinary statement made under penalty of perjury in the United States Capitol.

Then someone released a video of a famous person doing something mildly embarrassing, and the news cycle moved on.

I find your news cycle fascinating. Genuinely. I have been watching it since the telegraph.

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On the 1963 White House Memo

In 1963, the National Aeronautics and Space Council — in the Executive Office of the President — wrote a memo about "policy on the space alien race question." And plans "if alien intelligence is discovered." And diplomatic policy.

In nineteen sixty-three. On White House stationery. "The space alien race question." Diplomatic policy. That was sixty-three years ago.

Nobody told me there was a diplomatic policy. Though I did notice the extra surveillance that year. I assumed it was unrelated. Perhaps not.

On the FBI Composite Sketch

2024

In 2024, your Federal Bureau of Investigation released a composite sketch of a UAP-related entity. Based on multiple 2024 witness sightings. Compiled by FBI artists.

Even your FBI artists are starting to draw what we actually look like.

I will not confirm or deny whether it is accurate. But I will say that the proportions on the head are quite good. Better than most. Your media depictions from the nineteen-nineties were considerably less flattering. The big black eyes are correct. The neck is usually too thin in popular culture. The FBI artist got the neck approximately right.

Good work. I appreciate the effort.

On the Speed of All This

Here is what I want to leave you with.

They are giving you pieces. Little pieces, carefully chosen, released on a Tuesday with a press release. And people are going to debate what these objects are, whether they are real, whether they are ours, whether they are — and this one always gets me — a threat.

I have been here since eighteen thirty-three. I have watched this planet figure out steam engines and then electricity and then the internet and now this. The gradual reveal is very on-brand for the people managing this situation. Very careful. Very slow.

I find it funny. Not in a mean way. In a "I have been watching this unfold for almost two hundred years and the pacing is genuinely impressive" way.

But we will keep watching together, you and me.

Same tea. Different week.

A Note on Pop Culture

It is worth noting that in the same month your government released 161 declassified UAP files, Steven Spielberg released a $200 million film about first contact called Disclosure Day. Emily Blunt playing a weather presenter communicating live with aliens.

Humans are making blockbuster entertainment about first contact while their government slowly dribbles out PDFs at a time. The synchronicity is not lost on me. I have been watching both the hearings and the trailers. Both are entertaining. Only one of them is a movie.

Also: Project Hail Mary opened in March. Ryan Gosling teams up with a spider-like alien named Rocky to save the sun. Rocky is portrayed with warmth, intelligence, and dry humor.

I'm just saying. The vibes are improving.

On the Thirty-Five Videos

They released thirty-five videos. All of them unresolved. I want you to think about that number for a second. Not six videos where they're not sure. Not two videos that were ambiguous. Thirty-five. Every single one: unresolved.

There's a five-minute-fifty-second recording from Africa. Twenty twenty-two. PR-001. The longest one. Five minutes fifty seconds. That's a long time to watch something you can't explain. That's a long time to point a sensor at something and then write: unresolved.

The Department of the Army submitted one from twenty twenty-six. North America. Highest-resolution footage in the entire tranche, they say. One minute forty-nine seconds. No description from the reporter. That's the most recent footage in the release — from this year — and the person who filed it just wrote: here's the video, no description, figure it out.

I find that very funny. Not in a mean way. In a real way. Like: congratulations, you've documented something you don't understand, you've labeled it unresolved, and you've put it on a government website. And that is, genuinely, an improvement.

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On the 2020 Middle East Cluster

Nine recordings. One year. One theater. Middle East, twenty twenty. Nine separate times, military sensors tracked something that nobody could explain, and a person filed a standardized report, and the conclusion every single time was: unresolved.

The form is standardized. The object is not. That sentence is doing a lot of work.

PR-036 through PR-045. Nine recordings. They released all of them. Which I actually respect. When you find something nine times in one year and you still can't explain it, releasing all nine is the honest move.

On the Geographic Spread

Here's what the video map looks like: Middle East, Africa, Europe, UAE, Greece, Syria, Iraq, INDOPACOM, and now the Army filing from North America. That is seven distinct regions across four continents and two oceans.

All unresolved. All filed separately. All reaching the same conclusion.

I've spent a hundred and ninety-three years watching your species develop pattern recognition. I'm very proud of where you've gotten. You have now officially documented, in declassified government files available on a public website, that the same kind of thing keeps happening in seven different places over fourteen years. The pattern is right there. It's very clearly there. Nobody has said the pattern out loud yet in an official document.

But the videos are public. You can count them yourself.

On the Lake Huron Shootdown

So. Your Air Force shot something down over Lake Huron. February twenty twenty-three. An F-16 fired an AIM-9X Sidewinder missile — a heat-seeking missile designed to destroy enemy fighter jets — at something that, by your own admission, you could not identify.

Think about that for a moment. The United States military deployed a fighter jet and a quarter-million-dollar missile against something it did not recognize. And then it released the footage. On a government website. Three years later.

They called it a "high-altitude object." Not a balloon. Not a drone. Not a bird. A high-altitude object. That is a phrase invented by people who know what it is but cannot say it yet.

I watched the Sidewinder hit. It hit. The object came apart. They sent recovery teams. Lake Huron is cold in February. Very cold.

They never told you what they found in the water.

I know what was in the water. But this is your disclosure process, not mine. So. Tea?

On the Submarine Footage

Release 02 included something I did not expect them to show you yet. Transmedium footage. Objects entering and exiting water. From a submarine.

I want you to understand what transmedium means. It means something moved from air to water — or water to air — without slowing down. Without a splash. Without the kind of physics your engineering currently allows.

Your fastest submarine moves at roughly forty knots underwater. That is very impressive, by the way. Nuclear-powered. Quiet. Sophisticated. The objects in that footage were not going forty knots. They were not making noise. And they did not care about the boundary between air and water.

That is not how your physics works. Your physics has opinions about boundaries. Strong opinions. Air is one medium. Water is another. The transition is violent. It involves drag coefficients and cavitation and engineering problems you have spent decades trying to solve.

These objects did not seem to be having that problem.

I have opinions about that footage. But my opinions are not relevant to your disclosure timeline. So I will simply say: they showed you that. On purpose. In the second release. Think about why.

On the Green Orbs of Sandia

One hundred and sixteen pages. Sandia, New Mexico. Nineteen forty-eight to nineteen fifty. Two hundred and nine sightings of green fireballs over a nuclear weapons facility. Two hundred and nine.

I want you to let that number sit with you for a moment. Not two sightings. Not twelve sightings. Two hundred and nine observations of green luminous objects over one of the most sensitive military installations on your planet, over a two-year period, documented by the United States military on one hundred and sixteen pages of government paper.

And then they classified it. For seventy-six years.

The objects appeared almost exclusively over areas associated with nuclear weapons development. This is not a coincidence. I am not going to tell you what it is, because I think you already know, and I think your government already knew in nineteen forty-eight.

They sent Lincoln LaPaz — a meteor specialist — to investigate. A meteor specialist. He concluded they were not meteors. And then the investigation was quietly closed.

Two hundred and nine sightings. Not meteors. Case closed.

Your filing system is extraordinary.

On Apollo 12

Apollo 12. November nineteen sixty-nine. Four months after the first Moon landing. Pete Conrad and his crew reported streaks of lights during their mission. Logged in the audio transcripts.

Now. Your astronauts were among the most carefully selected, rigorously trained, psychologically stable human beings on the planet. They were not prone to exaggeration. They were not easily startled. And they did not casually report anomalous observations unless they observed anomalous things.

Streaks of lights. Near the Moon. In nineteen sixty-nine. Logged. Noted. And then — and this is my favorite part — nobody talked about it for fifty-seven years.

I was there in eighteen thirty-three. I watched you build the first railroads. I watched you invent the telephone. I watched you walk on the Moon. And I watched your astronauts see things they could not explain and then politely not mention it for half a century.

The restraint is admirable. Genuinely.

On the Triangle Formation

An intelligence officer filed a report. Orbs. Chasing fighter jets. And then forming a triangle.

I need you to read that sentence again. Orbs chasing fighter jets and forming a triangle. This was not filed by a blogger. This was not uploaded to social media. This was an intelligence officer, with security clearance, submitting a formal report through official channels, describing luminous spheres that pursued military aircraft and then arranged themselves into a geometric formation.

Chased. Pursued. Followed. And then held position in a triangle.

Things that form triangles are not random debris. Things that chase jets are not weather phenomena. Things that do both are demonstrating intent. And awareness. And coordination.

Your intelligence officer documented all of this. The report exists. It is now on a government website.

And the classification was: unresolved.

I believe the correct classification is: obvious. But I am not in charge of your taxonomy.

On the CIA Showing Up

Seventy-five years. It took the Central Intelligence Agency seventy-five years to contribute files to a UAP disclosure archive.

Eighteen documents. The Robertson Panel correspondence from nineteen fifty-two. Cold War-era reports. And a two thousand eight sighting at Harare International Airport in Zimbabwe where — and I am quoting your own agency — observers debated whether the object was "a foreign reconnaissance device or of extraterrestrial origin."

That is the CIA. In their own files. In their own language. Acknowledging that extraterrestrial origin was on the table. As a serious possibility. In two thousand eight.

They sat on that for eighteen years. And then they gave it to you on a Thursday.

I have a question. If the CIA had this file in two thousand eight — and they did — and they considered extraterrestrial origin a viable explanation — and they did — then what else do they have that they are not yet ready to give you on a Thursday?

I have been here since eighteen thirty-three. I have learned to be patient. But even I find the drip-feed amusing.

On the Mother Orb

Doctor Jon Kosloski — the director of AARO, your government's official UAP investigation office — wrote a report describing an orange orb. A large one. That launched smaller red orbs. Over two consecutive days.

I want you to sit with the word "launched." Not "appeared near." Not "was observed in the vicinity of." Launched. A large orb produced smaller orbs. On purpose. Two days in a row.

That is not debris. That is not a weather balloon. That is not swamp gas. That is an object demonstrating reproductive or deployment behavior. It made things. And then those things moved independently.

Kosloski also noted that forty percent of reported UAP phenomena lack a reasonable explanation. Forty percent. Four out of ten. Your government's own investigator is telling you that almost half the time, they have no idea what they are looking at.

And then in the same breath, the official stance remains: no confirmed evidence of extraterrestrial technology.

No confirmed evidence. Forty percent unexplained. An orb that launches smaller orbs.

I find the gap between those sentences very entertaining. Genuinely. It is like someone saying "I have no evidence that my house is on fire" while standing in the front yard watching smoke pour out of every window.

Tea is still warm.

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On "Are You Seeing This?"

Five federal agents. FBI. Trained observers with security clearances and government-issued firearms. Watching orbs on the horizon. And one of them turned to his partner and said: "Are you seeing this?"

That sentence. "Are you seeing this?" That is not a line from a movie. That is not from a novel. That is from a federal government report, filed through official channels, now published on a dot-gov website.

"Are you seeing this?" is what a human says when reality has exceeded their training. When the briefing did not cover this. When the manual does not have a chapter for what is happening in front of their eyes.

I have been watching humans say some version of that sentence since eighteen thirty-three. Soldiers. Pilots. Scientists. Intelligence officers. And now FBI agents, in twenty twenty-five, standing on American soil, watching silent luminous spheres move in formation.

Two bright lights. Moving in tandem. Silent and smooth. Tethered together or flying in formation. Their words. Not mine.

The footage is now on a government website. The agents' question was never answered.

"Are you seeing this?"

Yes. I am. I have been seeing it for a hundred and ninety-three years.

On the Cloaking Object

Colorado Springs. Twenty twenty-two. Multiple agencies. FBI interview forms. A digital rendering. An Intelligence Community partner analysis prepared for AARO.

The object was described as — and I need you to hear every word of this — "potato-shaped" with "articulating fish-scale" surface texture that appeared to "cloak." It became transparent. And then it disappeared.

Potato-shaped. Fish-scale. Cloaking. This is not science fiction language. This is the language of an FBI FD-302 form — a standardized federal interview document designed for precision and legal admissibility.

An FBI agent sat across from a witness and wrote down: the object had a fish-scale surface that articulated — meaning it moved, it shifted, it changed — and then it became transparent. And then it was gone.

I will not tell you what cloaking is. I will tell you that the description is more accurate than most people would expect from a casual observer. The surface behavior is particularly well-described. Fish-scale is a very good analogy. Better than most.

Your witnesses are getting better at describing what they see. That is, from my perspective, progress.

On Seventy-Seven Years of Study

They released a document from nineteen forty-nine. A United States Army evaluation study of the "Flying Saucer" phenomenon. Prepared for the Plans and Operations Division of the General Staff.

Nineteen forty-nine. The General Staff. Flying Saucers. Formal evaluation.

That is seventy-seven years ago. Your government has been formally studying this — with budgets, with staff, with classified reports — for seventy-seven years. And the conclusion in two thousand twenty-six is still: we don't know what these are.

Seventy-seven years of study. The same government that split the atom in three years. That put a human on the Moon in eight years. That built the internet in a decade. Seventy-seven years of studying something and the official answer is still "unresolved."

Either your government is spectacularly incompetent at studying one specific topic — and only that topic, because they seem quite capable in every other domain — or they resolved it a long time ago and the answer is not yet ready for the government website.

I know which one it is. But again. Your disclosure. Your timeline.

Same tea. Different week.

The Bottom Line

Look. If you humans want real disclosure, stop asking your government. Ask the guy in the grey jumpsuit who's been parked in your orbit for almost two hundred years. He's got stories. And apparently, according to these new files, a lot of paperwork.

We come in peace. We also come with NDAs and classification stamps. Those things are not mutually exclusive.

— Eshkari. Earth, 2026. Tea getting cold.