From all over this fair planet of ours come reports made by persons of very different walks of life, of strange objects seen flitting through the sky.
Too, there is the mystery of a certain, non-existent Air Force Base in Roswell, New Mexico. Serving to add to that initial mystery, is the sudden appearance of a certain previously non-existent Air Force Base in Roswell, New Mexico and the subsequent finding, by the United States government, that it really had existed the entire time. 7
Webster’s Dictionary defines the word mystery thusly:
1. Anything that is kept secret or remains unexplained or unknown.
2. A person or thing having qualities that arouse curiosity or speculation
4. The quality of being obscure or puzzling.
Webster’s dictionary further defines the word mystery with much
concerning plays, books, Christ, and divine revelation.
In the interest of brevity,8, I am skipping over the rest of Webster’s definition. Instead, let me pose this simple question to you: Without looking it up, can you tell me what the third part of the definition says? No? Well, there you go!
When people think of mysteries, they tend to think in terms of ghosts, flying saucers, the Trinity, and other such awe-inspiring puzzlements.
Many fine legends have been made whose start came from a mystery that gripped the minds of the majority of the populace. Some legends are created in hopes of explaining away a mystery, while others are created simply to keep the mysteries alive.
One of the better known mysteries is that of the Holy Grail. Throughout great expanses of time, on more worlds, and in more dementions9 than most drunk theorists believe there are, certain questions are asked regarding this artifact again and again, seemingly without answer. 10
When was the Holy Grail made?
Who made it, that it deserves the title Holy Grail?
Was it part of a dining set that included a crystal skull-shaped saltshaker?
Where did it come from?
Where did it go off to in such a rush?
Was it ever found again?
Why all this fuss over a glass, anyway?
A mystery can, however, be about anything, anywhere, any place or anyone. The mystery lies in a question that needs an answer. Not in how strange the object in question is.
From the mansions of the wealthy and regal, such mysteries as this may be taken:
How much of the legends concerning King Arthur are true?
Did he truly exist?
Who was this man, really?
Does his blood, indeed, run through our veins?
Or, is it alcohol running through Father’s veins that makes him say such things?
What happened on Aunt Matilda’s wedding day?
Does it have anything to do with that weird clause in mummy’s will?
Why do the stairs creak so at night; and, why always at midnight on the dot?
Why do those commoners insist on reading about us in the tabloids?
Wouldn’t their money be better spent on getting some matching socks?
From the poor and downtrodden, other mysteries might be heard; or, on occasion, the same mystery with a different twist:
Who is this hoity-toity nincompoop, here in this tabloid?
Why does he think he’s a direct descendant of King Arthur?
Which was the truth about the aforementioned king, anyway?
Was he a Prince?
Hidden among peasants to escape the wrath of his mothers’ cuckolded husband?
Or, was he just another poor bastard until he withdrew the sword from the stone?
Where can I get me a sword like that?
What is that scratching noise under the park bench?
Was there really a monster under my child’s bed?
If so, did it get evicted, too, because I couldn’t pay rent?
Or, is it waiting around in hopes the next tenant will have a child to frighten?
If that is the monster making that noise, how happy is it with our previous
I wonder, would it like to join me in a little “gentlemanly discussion” with him?
Does it have a sword I could borrow?
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7Then comes the really startling bit as concerns the mystery of said Air force Base: the same government expects everyone, the world over, to believe that they never said it didn’t exist and then to go on to believe everything else they say about all Air Force Bases from that day forward.
8 I feel it’s only fair to warn you this is the first and most probably will be the last time you will find me having an interest in brevity.
9I already have a fair idea of what you are going to prattle on about,, so let me save you the time and trouble: You think that I have misspelled the word dimensions. You probably already have half-formed visions bobbing about in that skull of yours, visions of showing the misspelling to your mom, neighbor, clergy and using it as proof that the world really is just as unfair as you’ve always claimed, since you know how to spell and can’t sell your story to save your life; or, something like that. But, dear reader, your making of this assumption about my spelling abilities, only serves to enhance knowledge concerning the depths of your ignorance as well as your lack of a social life. For, if you had ever been to another dimension – Hollywood, for instance – and especially at a cocktail party, you would know why I spelled the word as I did.
10 I am assuming, albeit, probably, quite wrongly, that if the questions had been answered, the demented little twits would have quit asking them and gotten on with their sad little lives.