This article is under construction. I frequently get hit with a fair question. Have I ever found a matrix where the subject of a match with reptilian is a republican? While I would imagine that such matrices are out there waiting to be found because there are surely republicans who vote against the Trump agenda, I have not yet found one that has to do with an elected official. The only party of all U.S. found so far is Democrat. But before you laugh and say that I am biased, I have found worse. As is shown on Figure 1 below, I have found a short transliteration of my own last name in sequence with reptilian, and I am a human republican and very much a backer of President Trump. So how do I explain it?
The answer to the question above leads to why I should be chosen by President Trump to head his UFO disclosure program. I know how to use statistics and the Code to answer most or all questions pertaining to national security. Here we start with the reason for the search above. I looked for ROFFMAN REPTILIAN because I have a first cousin with the same last name as me. I have seen and heard evidence suggesting that he is a collaborator with the reptilian cause.
I am blanking out one letter of his name on the matrix because, until we had a split over both President Trump and UFOs, he was my favorite relative. We grew up on the same street in Philadelphia. When I was a child, he taught me how to ride a bike, how to play chess and how to take buses and the subway to go to the Franklin Institute on Sundays. When I grew up I went to numerous bar mitzvahs and weddings for his many kids. We both had a love for astronomy. As the years passed he was my mentor for all my scientific research. It was only when my own youngest son started his Mars research that I started to pass what my cousin knew. But it was in writing a 1,200 page report entitled Mars Correct: Critique of All NASA Mars Weather Data, and another report about primitive life on Mars that we started to drift apart. When we discussed the possibility that aliens were visiting Earth, he insisted that it was impossible because the star systems they allegedly came from were too far away.
Then on December 24, 1997 there came a fatal night for our relationship. I was at his father’s apartment in Hallandale, Florida when I met a distant cousin who worked for NASA as a test launch director (Stan Gross) at the Kennedy Space Center. After discussing what it would take for my oldest son to become an astronaut, I asked him about what he thought of claims that an alien spacecraft crashed in Roswell, New Mexico in 1947. To my surprise, Stan said, “It happened.” I asked how he knew. He replied that he saw it. I asked him why, and he said, “I had a need to know.” At this point I left the kitchen to fetch my oldest son and my first cousin to come into the kitchen before Stan continued. They complied and Stan told them what he told me before. He said he had a need to know because sometimes when UFOs showed up close to a manned space launch NASA did not know the intensions of the aliens. So sometimes NASA was forced to cancel a launch with the excuse that the weather was bad downrange at an emergency landing site.
I asked Stan when he saw the Roswell craft and he said, “1964”
I asked him where he saw it, but Stan said it was too classified to tell me.
I then asked him if he ever told his wife about it, and he said, “No. I did not want to upset her.”
Stan was sked if the aliens were friendly or hostile. He replied that, “You don’t know what your neighbor is thinking.” I had a neighbor one time in Hypoluxo, FL who was friendly to us and we acted that way toward him. But we caught him on a tree looking in to see if my wife was undressed, and he went through the garbage looking for receipts that had our credit card numbers. We asked the management to evict him. Eventually he was arrested for stealing a boat motor. Neither of us ever fought, or knew what the other was thinking. So it was or is with aliens who work with or for government agencies here and abroad.
Stan said our government has an ongoing relationship with the aliens.
About two weeks after I met Stan, I was so troubled by what I heard that I called my Uncle to ask him if Stan was OK or playing with a warped deck (i.e., was he sane or crazy). My uncle wanted to know why I asked, so I told him what Stan said. I was 50 years old at that point. Until that night, I had never heard him curse. But his response was, “You’re a Goddam liar!” I said I had two witnesses, my son and his son. I asked him to call his son to see if I was lying.
He called me back in a ten minutes, and said, “Listen to me. You heard nothing. And if you think you heard something you may wind up dead.” He would not talk to me after that until I turned 60 in 2007.
I called my cousin that night back in 1997 and asked him what he heard. He said, “I heard nothing and if I heard it, I’m going to forget that I heard it.” I don’t know if my uncle called my oldest son who earned a B.S. in geophyics back around that time. He was in Air Force ROTC with a Type 1 scholarship to M.I.T. But our relationship basically came to an end within two weeks of the meeting with Stan. The last I heard he had eight children. one of them contacted me about 4 or 5 years ago, but I have not heard from my other grandchildren. As for my oldest son, he went into the Air Force as a chaplain, an Orthodox rabbi. He rejected all science.
I last heard from my uncle in 2007. I had just retired from the Coast Guard. Back then I had jrecently taken my wife and youngest son (David) for a trip around the world. We visited my uncle not long before he died. I brought a photo album showing trip around the world, and the my uncle brought out his own album. I thought I was going to be shown pictures of my aunt and uncle as well as pictures of his brother (my father) and my mother. Instead I was only shown one thing – Preceedings for the Society of Nondestructive testing in Tokyo and Osaka, Japan, March, 1960. The people there from many nations all made their living by taking apart enemy technology like a crashed Russian Mig figher jet or a radar. But, he stressed, there were three Russians and one Pole there at the height of the Cold War. I was then told that that our terrestrial enemies were included because we had a common enemy – aliens. We were working with our terrestrial enemies to try to understand and back engineer the technology of our extraterrestial enemies.
My book is dedictated to my uncle. He gave me what I needed to start my research. He is shown on the top of all of my website articles. But his son apparently was not willing to violate a non disclosure agreement that he signed. Instead, based on the matrix in Figure 1 above, he served the reptilian cause, or was programmed to do so. I tried to bring him out of his fog after President Trump bgan to show us the truth about UFOs, but my cousin was furious that my book is dedicated to his father.
I tell you this because if President Trump is going to go through with disclosure there will be many people who are not only shocked to learn about major politicians, but also people who are shocked to learn that they or their relatives may have been abducted and programmed. This has to be planned for with rewards for those who were programmed receiving chances and possibly rewards for those who can be brought back from what looks like insanity or treason. Those who militantly resist are likely to be the true reptilians. In my cousin’s case, because I grew up with him I know that he was not a reptilian and should be xrayed to see if they have an extra rib as Craig Ebrahimi claims to have. The lesson here is that it is not enough to have a name in sequence with reptilian. We must examine what else is on a matrix. By my standard protocal, Figure 1 would not not normally be shown because there is only one, short a priori term at a special case skip (-1), UFO at the same absolute skip as the axis term. I will soon post a spreadsheet to analyze the odds against this matrix in accordance with my normal protocal, and in accordance with the fact that COUSIN touches my cousin’s name in the way that it does.
TO BE CONTINUED