Despite the fact that I own at least forty-four of the hundred-plus weird and
rare UFO books on display in Jack Womack’s latest—and perhaps most eccentric—book,
Flying Saucers Are Real! (Anthology
Editions, 2016), my mind was still blown away by the revelations lurking within
its glossy, transcendental pages. Some
of these books are so strange that I’ve never even heard of them much less seen
copies, and I’ve been known to haunt antiquarian book fairs all around Southern
California for the express purpose of discovering previously overlooked
UFOlogical treasures.
Here are just a few of the nightmares waiting to leap from
the pages of Flying Saucers Are Real!
and wriggle inside your brain cavities with catastrophic intentions:
▪ Hands by
Margaret Williams and Lee Gladden (Galaxy Press, 1976) is a “true account” of a
Beverly Hills psychiatrist who summons into the material plane a disturbing
Boschian entity from another world, a “nameless, headless, eight-handed space
alien nicknamed ‘Hands.’” The cover
looks like a detail from a Henry Darger painting, but considerably more
disturbing.
▪ In UFO Warning
(Saucerian Books, 1963), UFOlogist John Stuart chronicles his formation of the
New Zealand Flying Saucer Investigation Society and “tells of meeting beautiful
young Barbara Turner—real name Doreen Wilkinson, the only other member of the
NZFSIS—and how his wife failed to appreciate their demanding need to
investigate the saucers, most evenings.
The narrative takes a very disturbing turn as a ‘loathsome, hideous,
evil, disgusting, horrifying’ being appears to them, making sexual advances toward
Turner before vanishing; a few nights later, thirteen such beings manifest in
her bedroom, and three of them rape her.”
The book includes Gene Duplantier’s black and white illustrations of the
aforementioned debaucherous beasts that look like they were drawn by Basil
Wolverton while recovering from a particularly debilitating brain fever.
▪ Night Siege: The Northern Ohio UFO-Creature Invasion
by Dennis Pilichis (self-published, 1982) is “an excellent example of the
occasionally delirious crossover between ufology and cryptozoology.” This 39-page pamphlet not only boasts a
wonderfully atmospheric cover depicting ethereal, glowing eyed creatures (that
might be made of smoke and/or lumps of hair) crouching behind a copse of trees
in a dark forest, but also contains L. Blazey’s charming illustrations, such as
the wilderness scene in which a pair of Bigfoot are seen strategically trapping
rabbits inside small cages. Who knew the
Bigfoot people were capable of manufacturing cages for such purposes? Not me—and apparently not the rabbits
either. Those Bigfoots don’t look like
vegetarians. Poor rabbits.
▪ Round Trip to Hell
in a Flying Saucer by Cecil Michel (Vantage Press, 1955) is one of those
esoteric tomes I’ve often heard about but have never actually seen. According to Womack, the book pulls the
curtain back on the fantastic odyssey of “Bakersfield auto mechanic Cecil
Michel” who “tells of being taken to the planet Hell, where he meets Satan.” If you’re anything like me, you’re instantly going
to want one of these for the theological section of your private library.
I could go on and on.
Suffice it to say, Womack is the perfect tour guide through this most
dubious art gallery, one which exposes the sociological implications of what
might be the most important subculture of the twentieth and twenty-first
centuries, the often overlooked realm of UFOs and the limitless inner
dimensions of those who choose to investigate them. The writing style of the book often reminds
me of Jorge Luis Borges’ classic Book of
Imaginary Beings laced with the sartorial tones of Ambrose Bierce’s The Devil’s Dictionary (seasoned, perhaps,
with a dash of Rod Serling), a soothing style that puts the more nervous visitors
at ease as they find themselves drawn a little too close to the dangerous anomalies
on display here.
As William Gibson writes in his pithy introduction, “The
truth, all these years, hasn’t, as The
X-Files had it, been out there, but rather was in here,” and with the
phrase “in here” Gibson refers not only to the pages of Flying Saucers Are Real!, but also to the often unfathomable and
surprising mysteries hidden within the collective unconscious of the human mind
itself, which is, undoubtedly, the most dubious art gallery of them all.
If you want to order a copy of Flying
Saucers Are Real!, visit the publisher’s
website by clicking HERE.
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