The take home is that they all do and simply do not waste their time talking about it when they know that they will get zero support. Neither would I.
There are in excess of 100,000 individual sightings. That is a ridiculous number and most have been pretty well impossible to be anything else. We have reported some of the more astonishing and confounding reports from excellent trustworthy witnesses.
As i have concluded, our skies are used continuously by stealthed UFOS that occasionally lose cover because of the right combination of angle and distance. These craft are mostly traveling from Space habitats to Earth Habitats, all of which are underground and likely accessed by underwater gates for convenience. We are really not searching hard for these gates and we pretend that they do not exist.
Since disclosure is not too far off that is likely to remain the status quo.
Do pilots believe in UFOs? Many of them do and here is my close encounter story
SPECIAL TO THE NEW YORK DAILY NEWS
Tuesday, April 7, 2015, 11:52 PM
Captain Andy talks with the Daily News about the widely scrutinized 1996 explosion of TWA Flight 800.
People love to ask pilots questions. But my favorite, and certainly the
most interesting, is "Have you ever seen a UFO while flying?"
The answer is yes. And here's how it happened.
It was April 10, 1989 and early in my career. I was still a first
officer at a regional airline. It was about 8 p.m. and we had just taken
off from Kansas City International Airport bound for Waterloo, Iowa. It
was a beautiful evening, with a full moon, clear skies and crisp early
spring temperatures. The weather forecast for Waterloo was as nice, with
clear skies and unlimited visibility.
After a short taxi and take-off, Air Traffic Control (ATC) cleared us
to our cruise altitude of 15,000 feet. We established a Northeasterly
heading, pointed strait at Waterloo, about 200 miles ahead. There were
thin wispy clouds all around us, illuminated by the light of the full
moon that shone through the captain's-side window at our left. Despite
the presence of these clearly visible wispy clouds everywhere, we
weren't flying through any of them. There was also a white disc dimly
but clearly visible through those clouds just off to our right.
Rastan/Getty Images/iStockphoto Andrew Danziger said he saw a UFO during a flight from Kansas City to Iowa in 1989.
We flew on and I commented to Bruce, the captain, about this dimly
visible disc. He said that he'd been watching the same thing since we
had leveled off. It looked similar to the moon faintly visible though
thin fog, except the two were visible at the same time on opposite sides
of our cockpit. We looked down below for search lights, you know, the
kind that's sometimes used for aerial light displays or advertising at a
car dealer, but there was no beam of light coming from the ground, no
search light from an airport either. The captain and I had cumulatively
spent many years flying and were accustomed to seeing — day and night —
all manner of airplane, blimp, hot air balloon, satellite and bird. But
neither of us had any idea what this disc could be.
We spent 20 to 30 minutes at our cruise altitude, all the while staring
at this white disc dimly visible through some clouds that we somehow
never seemed to fly through. Within about 40 miles of Waterloo, ATC
confirmed the weather, still clear skies and unrestricted visibility at
our destination as we began to descend. We got busy with our flying
duties and for a short while, maybe for a minute, both of us had looked
away from the disc, but when I looked up at it again I saw something
that has been burned into my memory.
Felipe Caicedo/REUTERS Pilots can call the "National UFO Reporting Center" to reporting sightings of extraterrestrials.
I yelled to Bruce, "Holy s--t." He immediately looked over from what he
was doing. Above the clouds, where the white disc had been, was a now
giant red ball. It was big and bright and just sat there above the
clouds. It wasn't intense enough to illuminate us with a red glow but it
was still plenty bright. We sat there in stunned silence. We obviously
didn't want to hit it but quickly saw that it was flying parallel to our
course. We weren't on a collision course and we also weren't gaining on
it. Time became a blur as we continued our descent, this giant, red
ball holding its course.
We slowly lost altitude and at around 13,000 feet, the brightly glowing
ball began a gradual descent, too. As it did, it slowly started
disappearing behind those wispy clouds. In about 30 seconds, like a
setting sun but not nearly as bright, it vanished behind the clouds. The
instant it fully disappeared, hundreds of lights began flashing from
within the clouds.
As I looked on in disbelief, the flashing lights were brighter than
ever and I could see that the section of the cloud that the glowing red
ball had descended behind was starting to stretch apart like a piece of
"Silly Putty," two halves being pulled slowly apart with the middle
getting thinner and thinner. This continued until the halves grew so
thin that it tore apart and, pop! Everything was gone. The dimly lit
disc, the flashing lights, the thin wispy clouds that we had with us for
the last 40 minutes; all of it, gone. There wasn't a cloud in the sky.
Only the full moon remained off to our left.
Bruce and I just looked at each other. "Oh my God, what the f--k was
that", was all I could muster. My colleague just stared out the
windscreen, mesmerized. We discussed whether we should report what we
had just witnessed. After a few minutes, I picked up the radio mic and
asked the Kansas City Center controller if they had anything on radar.
"Nope, nothing but you," came the response. "No, not right now but a
couple minutes ago, at our one to two o'clock," I replied. "No," he
repeated, "It's a slow night. I've got the entire sector between Kansas
City and Waterloo and you're all that's been in it for the last hour."
Bruce and I again just looked at each other, completely dumbfounded. "So
for the last say 40 minutes or so you've had no traffic at all, not at
our one or two o'clock?" I asked. "No sir, not at your one or two
o'clock, not anywhere, you're all there is," he assured us.
Thomas Koehler/Photothek via Getty Images Do pilots believe in UFOs? It's a question people often like to ask.
A minute or so later, from over the radio came, "Air Midwest , do you
want to report a UFO?" We looked at each other for a couple seconds and
Bruce nodded his head. "Yes sir, we do," I finally replied. "OK, take
down this number and call when you get on the ground."
After deplaning we called the number. "National UFO Reporting Center" said
the voice from the other end. At the time I didn't even know such a
place existed, but they took collect calls from pilots and air traffic
controllers. Bruce told the person on the other end of the line that we
wanted to report a UFO. We were interviewed separately, first the
captain and then me. When my interview was finished the man on the other
end of the line said that we would never hear from him again and would
never receive any additional information, this was going to be our first
and only contact regarding the sighting. I asked, "Can I ask just one
question, do you think we're crazy, has anyone else ever reported
something like this?"
Images Many pilots believe in little green men, Captain Andy said.
"Oh no, you're not crazy at all," he replied. "This very same thing has been reported by pilots countless times." And while neither of us had any idea what we had saw one thing we were certain of, it wasn't from here.
Our airline had no official UFO policy (nor did any that I ever worked
for), but at the time we were both young with long and promising careers
in front of us. We knew through the grapevine that pilots weren't
supposed to talk about UFOs so we swore the station agent on duty to
secrecy and agreed not to talk about our incident to any of our
co-workers.
That was more than 25 years ago. Today I'm older, wiser and at the end
of my career. In my last few years of flying the subject of UFOs
occasionally came up in the cockpit. If it was brought up at all, it was
usually by a younger, newer first officer who'd say something with much
trepidation. More than a few pilots have shared their UFO stories with
me, too. I'm not going too far out on a ledge to say that virtually all
pilots believe in UFOs. Little green men, "close encounters", alien
kidnappings,... not so much, but with billions of stars and trillions of
planets out there, "ya gotta believe", and almost all of us do.
Andrew Danziger is a 28-year airline veteran, with experience in
turboprops and Boeing aircraft. He was an international 757/767 captain
for the last 14 years. He has served as an airline ground school
instructor and check pilot in both simulators and aircraft and was one
of the pilots to fly Barack Obama during his 2008 presidential campaign.
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