love of the written word came early in my life, and I remember spreading
out on the floor to read broadsheet newspapers well before I left junior school.
My father ended up taking me to a huge bookshop stacked to the ceilings with
second-hand books, where I could select whatever I wanted without charge. I
chose classics, which is why I talk funny.
Now I am a pensioner I have indulged my desire
to write stories, and I do it with gusto. It is gratifying to be told by the
limited friends with whom I can communicate that they like my work, which
normally focuses on the near-future and believable Sci-fi, heavily laced with
I base my stories on research, and avidly read
about UFOs and new technology to give them a believable foundation. This brings
me to the subject heading of this blog, since there are paradoxes associated
with time that make my mind go into meltdown. Not that it needs much help to do
that, since I suffer from brain damage.
My initial concern lies with the speed of
light, which is 186,000 miles per second (rounded), in a vacuum. To calculate
the equivalent miles per hour, this would be multiplied by 60 seconds x 60
minutes, giving a rough speed of 67,000,000 mph. Thus, the Zeta
Reticulisystem of Sun-like stars is only 39.5
light years away from planet Earth. Hence, I presume that a spaceship travelling
at a sustained 67 million miles per hour would take 39·5 light years to reach
My problem is that we seem to
be drowning in a sea of UFO verifiable reported sightings and alleged
confirmations by various governments, which are subsequently and hastily
retracted. This assumes that inter-planetary travel is a regular occurrence for
our alien visitors, via wormholes, warp-speed devices and perhaps other
dimensions. No wonder the sceptics are having a field day scoffing at others!
In my naivety, I wonder if the
speed of light is an appropriate, provable measure of distance. It does seem to
me that 67,000,000 mph is unachievable by any method of propulsion, sustained
for any worthwhile period. Yet, there they are, these aliens, flying in our
skies, rising from our seas, mutilating our animals and, I am reliably informed,
mutilating us as well.
One problem is that I am
convinced of their existence, since I have been in company where we have
witnessed their spacecraft in action. This was in the days before Photoshop
could be used to confound everyone with fakery.
Last week, I saw a TV
documentary featuring Professor Stephen Hawking expounding on time travel. He
insisted that it could only be done “by travelling forward, into the future.”
This theory is based on the paradox that if a person could travel into the
past, and chose to shoot his grandfather, he would cease to exist.
Which leads me to wonder, if a
person travels into the future, and someone living in that future shoots him
(or her), wouldn’t the same paradox occur? Surely Professor Hawking is not as
daft as I am?
As regards alien visitors,
there is another plausible explanation for their regular and repeated visits to
our wonderful planet. They could have been here for a considerable time
already, living undetected by the masses but with the tacit agreement of some
of the powers-that-be, who are technologically powerless to prevent it, and are their intellectual inferiors.
At least, that is what I gleaned
from President Reagan’s speech about aliens at the UN. No wonder the US
Government allows its citizens virtually unrestricted access to guns, in case
things get nasty.