The Greenland
Object*
Eric adjusted the Velcro
fasteners that secured the head of his polar bear
costume to the white furry body of the suit.
‘It’s uncanny,’
said Jennifer, stepping back to admire the
ensemble. ‘You’re only standing six
feet away from me, but with the expanse of the
Greenland landscape behind you, I would swear
that you were a real bear.’
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When Eric had joined the
Google Street View Team, he had visualised many
relaxed and happy hours driving along the
highways and byways of England while filming the
street shots for Google Earth. Indeed, this is
exactly what had happened for the first six
months of his employment.
He had undertaken his work
conscientiously, and shortly after his sixth
month in post he was delighted to be told that he
had been declared Google’s best UK Street
View driver. When he had subsequently been
summoned to Google’s UK headquarters in
London, therefore, he had anticipated no more
than to receive his award certificate.
There was a lunch and a
presentation, as he had expected. When this was
over, however, Jennifer Tracker, Google’s
Head of Mapping, had asked to have a private word
with him.
She had led him to her
private office. ‘Please sit down, Eric,’
she had said. ‘I’d like you to look at
a photograph.’
Eric had sat down in a
plush, leather armchair. Jennifer had opened a
drawer in her desk, removed a photograph and
handed it to Eric:
‘What’s
this?’
‘We
don’t know. It’s from Google Earth.
It’s in the middle of Greenland, centered at
70 degrees 34 minutes north and 40 degrees west.’
‘Someone
dumped a wardrobe.’
‘It’s
fifty miles long.’
There had been
a pause while Eric had taken-in the oddness of
the image. ‘Why are you showing this to me?’
‘We need
a Street View. You’re our best man. I want
you to come with me to Greenland and check it out.’
‘Won’t
the military have looked into it?’
‘They
claim it’s an anomaly due to the way that
many satellite images are overlapped to make a
continuous picture. They say there’s nothing
there.’
‘Perhaps
they’re right.’
‘We’ve
had our imaging experts look at it. It’s
dead straight, orange and yellow in colour and
casts shadows. It’s no anomaly.’
‘I’m
surprised it hasn’t caused a stir on the
Internet.’
‘It did
for a short period, but then the object vanished
on subsequent photographs we received. You see,
Google Earth gets its photographs from satellites,
many of which are government controlled. In that
respect, I think this shot is very
interesting.’ Jennifer had handed Eric
another photograph of Greenland. This view was
mostly covered in white and had no trace of the
object.
‘Why is this
interesting?’ Eric had asked, looking at the
featureless topography.
‘This
summer saw the biggest reduction in the Greenland
ice sheet on record. An estimated ninety-seven
percent of the surface had thawed by July 2012.
Despite that, the pictures they now send us for
publication, in August, still continue to look
like the top of a Christmas cake.’
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Two weeks
later, in Greenland, Eric dropped to all fours
next to the snow-tractor and Jennifer strapped an
unobtrusive Street View camera to the back of his
polar bear costume.
‘The
start of the structure is about eight hundred
yards beyond the crest of this hill,’ she
said, pointing to the nearby rise. ‘No one
will suspect a polar bear. Good luck.’
Eric lumbered
over the rocks and over the remaining traces of
snow towards the imposing metallic face of the
object. The Google animatronic, power-assisted
suit made light work of his movements. Huge doors,
like those of aircraft hangers, were open. Inside,
many strange vehicles that looked like spacecraft
were being worked upon by grey, seemingly
humanoid creatures with large heads and spindly
limbs.
Some of the
creatures glanced at Eric, but he kept at a
discrete distance so the bear was not seen as a
threat and did not encourage too great an
interest.
The building
stretched into the distance further than his eyes
could see, and as he walked along he soon came
upon a section around which there were no signs
of life. He spoke into his radio headset: ‘I'm
going for an Interior View.’
Eric
approached a small door. He pushed it with his
nose. It opened and he went inside. Eric assumed
that the security was so poor because no
intruders were expected at such a remote location.
He removed his bear suit so that he could move
more easily indoors, and concealed it in an
alcove. He took the camera and, filming as he
went, he followed the corridor in front of him
towards a bright light.
As he
approached the opening through which the light
came, he could hear a voice. He soon found
himself looking down upon a vast, underground
auditorium. The space contained thousands of what
appeared to be people, together with many other
strange, assorted creatures. They were listening
intently to a large, reptilian-looking speaker,
addressing them from a lectern on a high stage.
Fortunately
the creature spoke in English with a very clear,
upper class accent. The creature also spoke with
a female voice that seemed to Eric somehow
familiar: ‘And so, fellow Aliens,’ she
continued, ‘it is becoming increasingly
difficult to keep the truth from the simple homo
sapiens. Some of their brighter and more
insightful members, like David Icke, recognised
many years ago that our secret group of shape-shifting
reptilian humanoids, the Babylonian Brotherhood,
controls humanity. He even identified key figures
such as George W. Bush, Kris Kristofferson and
Boxcar Willie. Mr Icke also identified
my family and I, despite my cover identity as
Queen of England. As you well know, my husband
was subsequently forced to have Princess Diana
killed in order to protect our secret.
'Other homo
sapiens have deduced the existence of further
alien species - most notably the Greys, after the
crash of one of their spaceships at Roswell. Many
have reported their abductions by Greys and the
examinations and experimentation performed upon
them. Recently, the homo sapiens got very close
to the mark with their accusation that Barack
Obama was not an American - although they
mistakenly took his birthplace to be Kenya, when
it was, in fact, the planet Gallifrey in the
Andromeda galaxy.
‘Some of
the homo sapiens know about our assassination of
John F. Kennedy; the fake moon landings; the
Philadelphia experiment; the Illuminati, the
Bilderberg Group and other New World Order cabals.
They realise that Elvis Presley, Tupac and Osama
bin Laden are still alive but that Paul McCartney
died in 1966. They know that Shakespeare never
wrote any of the plays attributed to him. They
understand that we have genetically created many
diseases to control the homo sapien population
and that we deploy these using chemtrails. They
also correctly suspect that we contrive wars and
terrorist attacks for this and a variety of other
purposes. Indeed these primitive life forms are
increasingly coming to see that most events in
the world around them derive from our
conspiracies.
‘It is as
a result of this that most of you must, today,
leave this planet so that we do not destroy our
evolutionary experiment by providing more
evidence that would allow all homo sapiens to
know these facts with certainty. Even our
subliminal brainwashing via advertising could not
now prevent that. Hopefully there will still be
time to complete the experiment before collision
with the planet Nibiru destroys the Earth.'
She paused to
turn the page of the written address she was
reading. ‘Finally,' she continued, 'I would
like to welcome the terrestrial species who have
wished to leave Earth and join us on our journeys,
such as the Yeti and the Bigfoot - together with
their pet chupacabras. Welcome also to Lord Lucan
and his racehorse, Shergar.
‘Naturally,
some of us will remain for the moment so as not
to arouse further suspicion by the sudden
disappearance of world figures. For the remainder,
the Greys have prepared your spacecraft, so
please now return to your own planets and
dimensions.
‘Farewell
and good luck to you all.’
As the
auditorium began to empty, Eric realised that he
too should quickly leave. He ran back down the
corridor to the entrance, scrambled into his
polar bear outfit and bounded across the rocks to
where Jennifer had concealed the snow-tractor.
Jennifer had
seen and heard everything that Eric had
encountered via the video-radio link but, before
they had time to talk, the ground darkened with
the shadows of hundreds of flying saucers rising
into the sky. Jennifer and Eric scrambled to the
crest of the hill and watched the exodus,
speechless, until nothing remained but the
massive orange and yellow structure. The absence
of snow revealed that both of its horizontal
dimensions dissapeared into the distance further
than their eyes could see.
Suddenly an
array of narrow, blue beams shone like lasers
from the sky, striking every part of the
structure. It became surrounded by an iridescent
green aura. Then, in a moment, it vanished as if
it had never been.
‘We’ve
got the photographs,’ said Eric.
‘We’ll
put them on Google Earth,’ replied Jennifer,
‘but, with all the solid evidence gone,
it’s going to have no effect. A few
conspiracy theorists and New Age weirdoes will
write on blogs and forums,’ she sadly
concluded, ‘but, for everyone else, it will
be as if all those revelations are complete
fantasy.’
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*For those
with a conspiratorial bent of mind, all the
conspiracies mentioned above have been postulated.
Just put ‘The Greenland Object’ , or
any of the others, into Google to read more.
The photograph is on the Internet, and claimed to
be a genuine screenshot from Google Earth. The
object is no longer visible on Google Earth. The
August 2012 view of Greenland really did look
like the top of a Christmas cake - despite an
estimated ninety-seven percent of the surface
having actually thawed… Who really knows
what is fact and what is fiction?
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