Cosmic Shock: PLAIN-CLOTHES ANGELS

Alien Base: The Evidence for Extraterrestrial Colonization of Earth: PLAIN-CLOTHES ANGELS

In June 1962 the Italian magazine Domenica della Sera published an interview with a 42-year-old engineer named Luciano Galli, who claimed to have encountered human-type extraterrestrials in 1957 (or 1959; he was unable to recall which of those two years). Although Galli’s account parallels the experiences of George Adamski to a remarkable degree, he was prepared to take an oath stating that at the time of his experience he had not heard even the name of Adamski. The following is taken from the interview with Galli conducted by the reporter Renate Albanese, translated by Gordon Creighton.

At 14.20 on 7 July 1957 (or 1959), Galli left his home in Bologna to return to work after lunch. He was nearing his workshop, situated off the Via Castiglione, when suddenly a black Fiat 1100 stopped in front of him. Out stepped a tall, dark man with regular features and very black eyes. ‘His face was of the kind which invites you to be friendly,’ said Galli. The man wore a double-breasted grey suit complete with collar and tie. He spoke perfect Italian. At the wheel of the car sat another man, with delicate features, dressed in a light-coloured costume: he wore no moustache like the dark one and never spoke a word. ‘I knew the man with the moustache from sight,’ Galli told Albanese.

I had noticed him several times in town; he even seemed to follow me. Once, I remember, I walked with a friend through the arcades of Via Castiglione when I again saw this man. As always, he looked straight into my eyes and this time I wanted to address him, but suddenly he disappeared. And now this very stranger was standing before me, asking me if I remembered him. I said yes. ‘Won’t you come with us?’ Where to?’ Have confidence, nothing will happen to you.’

Galli took a seat in the Fiat and drove with the men to the Croara ridge, 57 kilometres from Bologna. There, he claimed, a ‘shining grey’ flying saucer awaited them, hovering about two metres off the ground. From the bottom a metal cylinder with an opening in it came out, through which Galli and the men entered. Although initially afraid, Galli became calm as soon as he was inside the craft. Just prior to entry, two lights flashed. ‘Don’t be afraid,’ said the man with the moustache, ‘you were only being photographed.’

Galli continued: The pilot’s cabin was spacious and round with a lot of instruments around, panels with pointers and needles. There were also hatches, and the seats were fixed somehow to the ground. In the middle of the floor was a kind of circular window, about one metre wide. Through it we could see the earth fall away from us. First she looked as though viewed from one of our own planes, then — when we were already in the dark zone — she looked like the Moon and later like Venus or Mars. ‘Were you able to talk to the man you call commander?’ asked Albanese. ‘Yes, very well. He spoke a perfect Italian. I asked him how he had managed to learn our language so well. He answered that he had used a very good method.’

Suddenly, Galli saw the silhouette of an enormous ‘dirigible’. Its length was at least 600 metres. The one end was cut like the end of a cigar. The [craft] emitted a phosphorous light and on top of that it looked as if strong light beams were directed toward it. Underneath the cut end six openings came into view, out of which and into which small flying discs were seen coming and going. Every opening was divided by a partition wall into six smaller cubicles, every one wide open.

As they approached the giant ship it became evident that the openings were large hangars, capable of accommodating at least 50 saucers. Inside the ship could be seen no fewer than 400 or 500 men and women, standing or walking around the hangars. ‘This is what Galli said on oath,’ reported Albanese. ‘All those people wore overalls of a shining plastic or silky material. When they passed by them, they smiled. The women were very beautiful and friendly.’

Spellbound, Galli asked his companions where the ship came from. ‘From the planet you call Venus,’ came the reply. Later on, Galli said that he was shown through a large hall, a kind of library, and into another large room which he believed to be the commander’s. Eventually he was shown back to one of the hangars and into the same saucer ‘always in company of the man with the moustache and a face like an angel in plain clothes’. He was brought back to the same spot on the Croara ridge. ‘The whole trip was completed within three hours and ten minutes,’ Galli claimed.

Renate Albanese asked Luciano Galli if he was certain that these fantastic events had not happened to him while he was in a trance, or under hypnosis. I have never been hypnotized,’ he replied. ‘I took this trip in my physical body, this is indeed so . . . I do not want people to say that I made up this story in order to gain publicity or money. What I have told is the naked truth.