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least a few friends, who would tell a few more friends and so on, until half the country seemed to know about our work. |
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On another occasion, our shadowy SRI program received a visit from an Under Secretary of Defense. His discreet arrival, with his adjutant officer carrying his briefcase, necessitated clearing the entire parking lot to give his helicopter a place to land. So much for keeping a low profile! |
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Although we now had fairly continuous support from various government agencies, they were always worried about what Congress would say. Never one to hide good scientific data, I urged that we be given a chance to tell Congress what we were doing. But, whom could we tell? It turned out that we got to relate our entire story to the House Committee on Intelligence Oversight. Our sponsors helped us to present and substantiate our best data. The Congressmen asked questions, and in the end, everyone's fears about getting Wisconsin Senator William Proxmire's Golden Fleece Award ridiculing the greatest publicly funded boondoggles went up in smoke. To summarize Congressman Charles Rose's conclusions after seeing all the data: "All I can say is that if the results were faked, our security system doesn't work. What these people 'saw' was confirmed by aerial photography. There is no way it could have been faked. . . ." |
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Viewer 372 Now in the Target Area |
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In June, 1978, we found the greatest natural psychic ever to walk into our laboratory. I carried out several truly astonishing remote-viewing trials with Joe McMoneagle, code-named "Viewer 372." He had served in South Vietnam, Thailand, Germany, Italy, and other countries as a warrant officer. In 1984 he retired from his last posting at the U.S. Intelligence and Security Command (INSCOM), where he had worked as a Special Projects Intelligence Officer. That agency was then commanded by General Bert Stubblebine, who is now retired from the military and travels around the U.S. |
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