Breaking Information on the Unremarkable Romanek Equations.

Stan Romanek claims that he has been given extraordinary mathematical equations from aliens in his sleep. He currently has them under review by "scientists". An example of the kind of scientists that Stan is in league with are the likes of Dr. Greer of the Disclosure Project and Dr. Claude Swanson -- both ardent believers that aliens are among us. It is interesting to note that Dr. Greer states that during his horrific childhood he saw a UFO and the feeling of that craft has stayed with him ever since. This is not unbiased science. Dr Swanson, for all of his M.I.T. education finds these equations astounding and deserving of further research.

I recently went (again) to one of Stan's lectures here in Colorado Springs -- in covert operations-- He is an ardent supporter of Jeff Peckman and the E.T. Commission that Jeff is trying to pass here in the Denver City Council. Peckman is preaching that tax dollars will not be used, but will be funded by grants and donations. Moron. Every time this stupid commission accesses the City Council, that is taxpayer money down the tubes. In addition, since they are not directly funded by Government money, the Government -- the taxpayer has no no control over the activities of this essentially private "Commission". This Commission wants to be a private organization recognized by the City Government of Denver -- for what purpose then? To seem more legitimate? To give this initiative more credence? All of this would certainly equate with more money.

During his lecture, I saw that Stan was visibly pissed over our antics at showing the world that his window alien video (which his scientists are still analyzing so he can't release it-- I saw it about eight months ago at his Fort Collins lecture) can be easily faked. We were flattered that he even incorporated one of our videos in his "copyrighted" lecture. So now as part of his lecture, our video is now under his copyright -- interesting... . There was other "evidence" of his that we had no trouble at all replicating. Stan stated to the Colorado Springs crowd that we were "hell bent" on on discrediting him because he denied our request to do an investigation at his home due to some "bad things" he heard about us. Let's get the story straight -- We offered assistance after hearing his story in a past conference and never heard from him. Period. That was it. We never thought of it again. When this moron, Peckman and his initiative poked up its ugly head and Peckman stated he had "evidence" we knew immediately where that "evidence" was coming from. That is how there was such a rapid response to the window alien crap. Sure enough! Stan is the the cornucopia of "proof" that Peckman needed in his quest for fame. Our beef is not with Stan. Hell, he can believe what ever he wants. Do I believe in aliens? Anything is a possibility given the size of the universe. Is this proof of aliens? No. Why? Because all of his "proof" is media oriented. As we know and have shown, the media is easily manipulated and even if the actual media itself is not manipulated (as Jerry Hoffman Keeps preaching) it does not mean the actual content is not staged. So what we have left is this question: On what grounds should I believe what you say? Personally, I am not looking so much at all the "evidence" but I am watching everyone's behavior. I am constantly asking the question, "what would be the logical reaction to these events and how are the people currently involved conducting themselves? How are they behaving that would make me want to consider them as credible? It is his "proof" as it pertains to that stupid Peckman initiative and the effect it will have on our pocket books that is the issue at hand and the fact that Peckman is trying to legitimize his crap through the name dropping of the Denver City Council to obtain more funding for his self serving agenda. There will be taxpayer money spent on something that has NO PROOF! No matter what they say about grants and donations -- if they accesses the City Council, take up their time in anyway -- taxpayer money is being spent. If they formed a private commission -- they could easily be ignored as just another E.T. group. The masses really could care less. This would result in less notoriety which equals less funding.

Rocky Mountain Paranormal Research Society (via Matthew Baxter) sent Stan Romanek's equations to renown Astronomer, Seth Shostak, Senior Astronomer at the SETI institute. 

Shostak, Seth
Seth Shostak is Senior Astronomer at the SETI Institute, and has been an observer 
for Project Phoenix as well as an active participant in various ...
http://www.seti.org/about-us/people/staff/shostak-seth.php

The following is Dr. Shostak's reply:


From: Seth Shostak 
Date: June 30, 2008 11:05:19 AM MDT



Hi, Baxter,

In fact, I did look at these equations. He could have cribbed them from just about anywhere... college texts, the web... even Wikipedia. They're no more proof that he's been in contact with aliens than his stories are. He has to show something NEW. Some fact we don't know. Not just rummage through the human attic and find a few things of which we're already aware.

Cheers,
Seth

Dr. Seth Shostak
Senior Astronomer
SETI Institute
.




The Stan Romanek equations can be found on his site: http://www.stanromanek.com

Enjoy the read!
LU

The Psychology of Sex and the Paranormal Investigator

So what is there to write about these days? I would bet that if I were to write about something rather naughty everyone would at least take notice. Naughty sells. Oh I have an idea and what a delicious idea it is too. How about the topic of -- the psychology of sex and the paranormal investigator?
Oh com'on be honest, there is certain air of mystery that shrouds one who dabbles in darkness. It is attractive. It is sensual. Isn't it interesting that in high school all the girls would sigh over the young man with the dark thoughts and lone wolf attitude (the James Dean type). Personally I was too busy being the lone wolf myself that I really did not give a shit about morose boys. However, I have observed such behavior from the girls in my classes and have heard it from the boys themselves, "Act like a tortured soul and the girls will think you are so deep and mysterious." 

In my readings I have found more than one reference regarding the use of the title "Paranormal Investigator" to attract the ladies and it seems to work. However, when women announce that they are "Paranormal Investigators" one might think the male reaction would be different. It seems that most men will find a certain intrigue while a few will men feel a bit threatened: after all, exploring the realms of darkness and the unknown belongs to men. Women just do not explore. Women are maintainers not innovators or discoverers. Overall however, a woman announcing to a man that she is a Paranormal Investigator will bring curiosity and with curiosity comes attention and with attention comes open doors of invitation ... shall I continue?


Psychological studies have shown how individuals who are put in stressful situations and emotional tension form strong emotional bonds with others who share the same experience. A prime example of this has been documented regarding war time buddies and folks that have been through some kind of natural disaster together. Paranormal investigations can arouse emotional tension especially in those who are indiscriminate believers of all things paranormal. Everyone deals with fear differently. Here is the investigator, sitting in the dark (an activity that is completely unnecessary other than providing a psychological effect) feeling uneasy with fresh ghostly stories swirling in their heads. The nerves are on edge and the least abrupt sound or shadow causes them to startle. The more heightened the experience the more emotion it evokes. These reported "events" of demon sightings, objects moving on their own or ephemeral figures floating through the air have not only taken place in the very room they are sitting but now also have taken place in the investigator's imagination. This environment is enough to cause levels of emotional stress so as to facilitate a bond with whoever is sitting in the dark room with them at the time. This bond may facilitate feelings between the opposite sex if there was an inclination to have feelings before the emotion/stress event.

And then there is the sheer romanticism of the mysterious night-dwellers. A well known archetype of the night-dweller is the romantic cult of vampirism. The sexual innuendos of the night-dweller,the sheer delight of the "night meeting". Night represents the underworld, death. People sleep (a mock death) at night to pass safely through the morning. Those who night-dwell symbolically defy death by walking among the dead. There are two archetypes that night-dwell. There is the lone hero and there is evil. Batman, Spiderman, Ghost Rider, Night Rider (and many more) all prowl about at night while the city sleeps to combat the forces of darkness. The paranormal investigator is the new night-hero. How sexually attractive and romantic. The more the investigator believes that there is a spirit around every corner the more of a hero they become. It behooves one then to portray ones self not so much the scientist but the one who battles the dark forces. All of this is highly attractive to members of the opposite sex.

So does being a paranormal investigator facilitate sexual attraction? Well it certainly can't hurt given the concepts of mystery, the romance of darkness and the hero that are embedded in this romanticized version of this field. One can see why so few groups are interested in being the skeptic-scientific-critical thinking sort: this takes the romanticism out of this work and removes a lot of the mystery. We (Rocky Mountain Paranormal Research Society) are frequently accused of taking the "mystery out of it". We have also been known not to be much fun because all we do is monitor our equipment during investigations and don't feel the need to shut off all the lights and talk to KII meters or spirits of the dead in a hope to capture some voice from beyond. 

So folks, this wraps up an alternate perspective on the field of paranormal research. Truly a subject that if not considered consciously certainly captures the sub-conscience. Again, this just gives us something a little pleasant to think about. Hey, we all could use any help we can get, why not go for it?

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Much is on the way...

We (RMPRS) are gearing up for all kinds of "projects" that will certainly advance the field of Paranormal Research. We have been very busy going over footage that was captured at Deadwood. We had 20 cameras and approximately 30 hours of footage per camera -- you do the math. It seems that the group is taking longer to recover than usual. Deadwood certainly took an energy toll on everyone. An interesting note though, and make of it what you will, but it has been since our visit to Deadwood that a most amazing momentum has broken through the law of inertia. RMPRS is on the move. There will be a shift in our approaches, a shift in our thinking, a shift in the face that we show to the public. It is as though we came away from Deadwood with a fresh perspective in our minds even though our bodies were exhausted. This will be interesting to watch...

Viki RMPRS 

Monday, January 21, 2008

Deadwood Trip: The Frito Bandito

This little story is one I have been waiting to write at the proper moment. I am home now and not as distracted by all the goings on of the investigation. I will finish the investigation story and leaving Deadwood in a bit. At the moment I want to share our fine dining experience and the Riverside Restaurant...On our way up to Deadwood we hit Wyoming with all of the little (population 300) dreary looking, (maybe because it is winter) cookie cutter towns in the middle of nowhere. None the less we were hungry so we stopped in Guernsey. There was this little restaurant tucked back off the road a bit with its window lights beckoning passer-bys to come and have something to eat. We pulled into the half empty parking lot with numerous pick up trucks loaded with snow (a rear wheel traction thing). We sauntered into the the place and heads all turned in unison to see the freaks that just walked in the door. There was some soft rock playing in the background as we seated ourselves at a large table by the door. The table and chairs were of the 50's era and the "decorations" were of southwest Native American art. We were greeting by a nice young man (looked in his teens) and offered menus. Now what exactly was on the menu was entertaining all on its own. Of course the standard cheeseburgers were there but it was the "Frito Bandito" that caught the eye of the adventuresome Baxter. My personal thought was, "what a gastrointestinal delight this will prove to be a few miles down the road." Oh, and this was served with a side order of fries. Of course we were all waiting to see this culinary creation. I did not order anything... not hungry. I settled for the mooching of fries. Bryan, Carol, Stu and Bill ordered rather hearty (not healthy hearty) meals from this fine establishment.As we waited for our food we entertained ourselves with adolescent innuendos to all the "play on words" that anyone uttered regarding any reference to sex, body parts and deviant behavior of any kind. While this was going on I whipped out my relics and gave everyone a down and dirty lesson on what constitutes a first, second or third class relic. Bill just stared at me as though I was being inappropriate somehow, Stu seemed into it, Carol just looked on in silence (she thinks we are all crazy anyway), Bryan courteously engaged in the topic and Baxter smiled as though thoroughly entertained and kept innuendo-making.Still waiting for food to show up, I noticed they were playing Nirvana in the background. I made the comment, "That is surprising that they are playing Kurt C. in an establishment such as this. I like Nirvana." A few moments later, the nice young man appears with a case full of CD's flipped to the Nirvana section. He laid it on the table rather proudly and stated, "I have Nirvana! What would you like to hear?" I chose Nevermind but the CD player would not cooperate so In Utero was played instead. The music was no longer of the background sort but now it was quite noticeable. I kept looking at the other patrons in their covert little booths, with their covert overalls and corn fed bodies and tried to imagine what they were thinking... "God damn long hair freak outsiders... God damn wild music." I do not think that my thoughts were unfounded: they occasionally looked in our direction in a rather unloving manner.Ah! The food arrives! First thing -- check out that Frito Bandito dish. The plate was ceremoniously placed in front of Baxter as his eyes widened to the thought of food. The Frito Bandito looked just like one would expect -- Fritos as the base of the dish with chile and "other things" on top. Baxter's basket of fries landed as well and I munched those freely as I looked on in amazement as to how such a large quantity of food can be devoured with such gusto by one man. The official judgement on the dish was that it was, in Baxter's words, "actually good." The nice young man popped by to ask how everything was. He brought the check and kind of acted a little bummed that we were leaving. As we left this fine establishment, we all agreed that this place was worth blogging about -- you just had to be there...

Viki RMPRS 

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Oh! I almost forgot

Last evening as well we took a much needed break around midnight and scooted over to the Oyster Bay Saloon for some Kareoke. I don't sing in public but both Baxter and Marc do. Walking through the crowd was like walking through a sea of corks on water: most of the people there had a few and there were those who had alot ; ) Lots of weaving and off beat clapping going on. This is going to be fun. Baxter and Marc chose their songs. We sat for awhile to check out the "competiton"-- there was none. Lots of heartfelt wailing to tunes that seemed somewhat familiar. 
Finally, Baxter was up. When he stepped on stage, everyone was noticing the "new guy". His performace rocked! I heard many comments in the crowd -- "he's good" and "nice voice". I don't think this crowd was really used to someone who can sing. Marc pulled his song off well. Of course, this is addictive behavior so they both felt the need of a round two. Baxter and I trapesed across the street to inform Bryan that one more song was in order. Of course is look did not change when he stated that things were levitating here. We just laughed and left to return to Oyster Bay for round two.
Round two was just as wonderful and the crowd was once more appreciative of Baxter for providing a little auditory relief.
Back to work...

Viki RMPRS

Last Day!

We have one more investigation to go. Last night's investigation yielded great results. We wil be posting a video clip of it soon after we arrive back home. It was such a busy evening that we did not get a chance to partake of all those surgar-filled delicacies. A few chocolate Pinwheels were scarfed so that means we will have plenty of sweets for tonight anf the ride home.

We finally hit the proverbial hay about 4:00 a.m and woke around noon. The Hotel gave Bryan and Carol one of the more proportedly "haunted" rooms in the Hotel... room 211. They moved out of their current digs and set up camp in their new room. We will see what the evening brings. One thing for sure -- we are getting very good at setting up and breaking down the equipment. We are breaking record timing!

After we all got up and slowly made our way down to the lobby, we needed sustinance. We went to Miss Kitty's and ate at the China Town. Of course, the hot sauce was flowing as plans for ths evenng's investigation were discussed. With stomachs now full, we are currently kicking back a bit before showtime. We are hoping that Seth Bullock would show before we leave... that would be sweet!

Stay Tuned!

Viki RMPRS 

p.s. If Baxter has ANY editorial comments to make they will not be posted here... they will be addressed in person.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

EVENT!!!!

We had set up a ball on the counter of the bar downstairs... we have just seen one of the balls roll across the bar by itself. The footage is awsome!

Ready for round two 3:58 p.m.

We stepped out for awhile to pick up a few snacks. We thought we could survive without the traditional giant sub sandwich last night. Alas! Around 2:00 am we were all bitchin' about wanting that sandwich w hot sauce. So it is a must have. We had to drive 9 miles to the closest Wally World and brave the Saturday morning food shoppers. Of course as usual, we walked in and there were the "looks" (we are such a motley bunch with all these long hair freaks) as we literally raided the cookie and candy isles stripping them of all their delicacies.

What ended up in our cart, well how should I descibe it? I think Baxter said it well when he suggested that we buy some frosting to dip our cookies in... oh, and lots of energy drinks.

We will try to start setting up little earlier tonight to get a head start on the evening. 

See you in a bit.
Stay Tuned!

Viki RMPRS 

I had Baxter read this.. he edited it with these comments : It was 17miles to the Walmart -- it was 2:00 in the afternoon, not morning and he stated it was a candy bar not a cookie that we need to have frosting for. He also stated being an asshole is very freeing...

Good Morning! 11:00 a.m.

We finally concluded our first night of investigation at the Bullock Hotel. We broke down the equipmwnt at 4:15 a.m. The evening was quite active between the hours of 12:00 midight and 2:00 a.m. We were set up in the lobby of the hotel so the the people passing by outside could see the investigation activity. Lots of questions from the Hotel guests. They seemed really interested in what we were up to. One young woman stated that this was giving her the creeps. I comforted her by telling her not to worry because we have cameras everywhere so if anything happens to her we can watch it. I don't think she was too comforted...There were cameras fritzing and as I went to my room to get some snacks for the crew, the camera caught me going to the room and coming out and closing the door behind me. Next, one sees in the camera Bryan coming out of his room. He stops in front of the room I just went into and is stareing at the door. He then showed up downstairs to announce that the room door is open. Strange: these doors slam shut. Bryan said he heard the door slam shut when I left, that was why he looked out. None the less, the door was open when he walked by. Nice...
Stay Tuned!
Viki RMPRS

2:00 a.m.

So far, we have had a few experiences that are worth mentioning. The first event was when I went down to the basement, (a bar is located there where there) where it has been reported that Mr. Seth Bullock gets somewhat angry when his establishment is not tidy. He shows his displeasure by moving the bar stools away from the bar along with some antics. To set Mr. Bullock up, we trashed the basement, pulling the bar stools in every direction, spreading sugar packets all over the counter, dumping the coffee stirers all over the counter and shaking a fair amount of baking powder on the floor. As I was taking EMF readings, I thought one of our group had come down stairs. I was going to ask them to reset a motion detector, but as I rounded the corner, there was no one there. Later on when Bryan and Greg went down stairs to address a camera issue, the coffee maker turned on and began to cycle.
Another incident was when Baxter was standing at the bottom of the stairs when, all of a sudden, he stated he felt as if the floor fell away beneath him, just then, Bryan walked up next to him and stated that he felt it too. 
I just finished a cup of coffee and we all are continuing our vigil.
stay tuned!
Viki RMPRS

Friday, January 18, 2008

9:45

We are busy setting up and running a million feet of cord and 20+ cameras in the appropriate nooks and crannies. The song "when your strange" by the Doors is playing overhead... perfect!

Down Time

We are just chilling out at the Bullock Hotel and waiting for d-hour. We gathered at 9:00 am to get to breakfast. Good food, good company. We scoped out the town, Kitty's and the Gem Saloon. Lots of stories. Looking like we will be covering a good portion of the town. We also went on the haunted tour they provide here. The history presentation was excellent. The area of the paranormal was quite lacking, however... orbs and all. Saw Bryan choking but he did well with the orb lady. We will set up for the investigation at 9:00 pm so stay tuned!

Viki RMPRS

Friday, January 18, 2008

Only the Beginning...

O.k. let's begin... As usual, we (Rocky Mountain Paranormal Research Society) never just jump into the car and go anywhere. There are always so many "preparations". One such preparation was to pick up the van we decided to rent for the trip to Deadwood South Dakota. It seems no matter what adventure we embark on, it is just that -- an adventure. Nothing is ever simple. But hey, it is always entertaining! ...and boy, do I have some prime entertainment for you already! I will also be blogging throughout our investigations as well. We will be in Deadwood until Monday morning so this is going to be a long haul.
promise it will be fun!

Back to the van rental. Should be simple, right? Go into the rental place, sign a piece of paper, give a credit card number so the can bill you for any damages, pick up the van and go. Sounds simple. It would have been if that is what happened. Bryan gives us the good news he will be off work early. Nice, Baxter and I will pick up the van and drive straight to Bryan's house. We walk into the rental place and are greeted by two overly zealous car loaner ladies who aggressively shake our hands and act as if we are long lost friends. Don't care much for the approach myself but hey, I am just here to pick up a van and be off to doing better things. 

A little paperwork... more like they wanted your first born and an arm and a leg as collateral. With the most saccharine affect the new girl could muster, she stated "we will be taking the payment up front out of your account but we will re credit your account if everything is well upon your return". Translation: we are raping your account and IF we are satisfied with the condition of the vehicle upon your return we will probably give part of it back to you... maybe: it is up to our discretion. She continued smiling. She then offered us something to drink. Translation: you get the privilege of waiting.
Cocoa for Baxter, coffee for me.

The van was supposed to be there when we arrived, but alas no. This just adds to the adventure! Wait we did. The chirpy banter continued among the employees and other customers as we waited. It brought back the time when I was waiting in a tattoo parlour on Bourbon Street in Louisiana. There is a connection... people watching. That time was among the most enjoyable people watching times I have ever had.

As we wait, a maroon mini van pulls up. There is something creepy about maroon mini vans as there is something creepy about dolls. I hoped that was not what we are driving. I turned to Baxter and said, "Wow, talk about the law of attraction!" The universe was playing a beautifully timed joke : )

Finally, the van arrives. Not a moment too soon. We ditched the chirpy chatter ladies and absconded with the vehicle.

Arriving at Bryan's it dawned on us that the equipment that each of us possess is much more generous than the laws of physics will allow. In short, despite our van efforts, Bill still needed to drive his own vehicle in tandem. Stu road with Bill and Bryan, Carol, Baxter and I did the van thing.

The trip to Deadwood was another most exciting adventure. There is a must share story... We (the mini van people), miscalculated on gas availability. Now it was not only a matter of gas it was a matter of life and death. We were gliding through the mountains during recurring white-out conditions with snow contacting the bottom of the van as we attempted to use gravity to pull us through our "situation". The mood in the van was -- we are all going to die out here and then manic laughter ensued. 

stay tuned!
Viki RMPRS