The comfort of “something’s going on but who can say” is that it demands nothing: not courage, not intellect, not inquiry. I don’t mean to impugn Grant; I don’t know him beyond this post. But it’s a posture of detachment that flatters indecision. The disdain for “tabloids” and

I would love to see a principled rebuttal from Susan Gerbic on the below to set me straight. Perhaps I’m missing something, but I’d like a seasoned Wikipedia administrator to weigh in with intellectual honesty on the below. Somehow, I think I might come up dry.

In 2025, this is no longer difficult to understand regarding UAPs.

Where are all the "science communicators" when you need them? If the costume party of faux-empiricists on X cared about science and how to communicate it, that is to say, if they ever actually understood the bare rudiments of statistical methods, or bothered to sit alone in a

Not everyone may be aware, but there’s a big-league version of Metabunk commonly relied upon among astrophysicists like Beatriz Villarroel, and they refer to it as “peer review”. If her scholarly research conducted by a team of real scientists had not already passed this peer

arXiv is where physicists and astronomers share preprints — if a paper isn’t there, it almost doesn’t exist. It serves as the central hub for open scientific exchange, where unpublished, newly accepted, and even rejected manuscripts are shared so that other researchers can read,

He didn’t lose his job all at once. It sort of just, dissolved. A story about what happens when capitalism perfects itself, and no longer needs us: open.substack.com/pub/gregscadut…

What was most meaningful about attending the The Sol Foundation Symposium was not merely encountering, in the flesh, the architects of modern UAP disclosure advocacy, but standing as a small bridge between worlds - connecting those who speak on stages with those who have sat alone

Thank you, Kyle. Your words mean more than you know. I think often of you and the others I’ve spoken with - those long talks stay with me. They remind me why I keep doing this work. You’re never alone in it, even if I’ve walked a different road, never having seen the cracks in