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to "her old friend" J. Edgar Hoover about the situation. Hoover, the
story goes, shot back an answer--lie detectors are no good.

But the damage had been done. The "rigged" lie detector test had
unfortunately relegated Daniel Fry, "engineer," "missile expert,"
"part owner of an engineering plant," and interplanetary hitchhiker
to the bush league.

With Adamski and Bethurum on the stage and Fry peeking out of the
wings all hell broke loose.

One could say that everyone tried to get into the act, but I'd
rather think that each colony of space people tried to promote their
own candidate.

In England, one Cedric Allingham met a Martian on the moors. In
France, Germany, the United States, Portugal, Brazil, Spain--
everywhere--people "too uneducated to pull a hoax" met green men,
dark men, white men, big men with little heads, little men with big
heads and men with pointed heads. They wore motorcycle belts, baggy
pants, diver suits, and were naked.

One lady proudly announced that a Venusian had tried to seduce her
and within days another snorted in disgust. A Martian _had_ seduced
her.

Then Adamski took a hop through outer space and back.

Saucers poured forth words of wisdom via radio, light beams and
mental telepathy. All of these messages were duly recorded on tape
and sales were hot at $4.50 per 10-minute tape.

Not to be outdone by any other lousy planet, the Venusians picked up
a young man from Los Angeles and actually took him to Venus. Not
once, but three times.

He packed in audiences by telling how he had been contacted one
night and asked by a "strange man" if he would go on an important
mission. Afraid, but not one to shirk his patriotic duties, he met
the stranger at a prearranged spot and was whisked off to Venus.
During a high level conference up there he was given the word: Tell
the earthlings to lay off their atomic weapons, or else. They're
killing all our doves and we make our flying saucers out of the
feathers our live doves shed.

The Venusians, this space traveler warned his audiences, were
already infiltrating the earth and he intimated that they were ready
to move in case we didn't cease atomic testing.

His next two trips to Venus were purely social.

The highlight of his lecture, when he awes his audience, is when he
whips out his proof: (1) a blood smear on a slide--genuine Venusian
blood, (2) an affidavit from his landlady stating he wasn't home on
three occasions, and (3) a p