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Sept. 20, 1995 - Bill Cooper
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Musical War of the World #1
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Good group of people.
Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, you're going to have a montage, part musical, part educational, extremely illuminating.
Starring the Resistance Band with Dana Bonner, Jackie Burris, Craig Seabury, Shane Eaton, Tom Landon, Pete Perk, Dana Sombalon, songs arranged by the mysterious Z, Tom Landon, Craig Seabree and Dana Sambalon.
Starring William Cooper, Stanton T. Friedman, Richard Burton, Julie Covington, David Essex, Justin Hayward, Bill Lynott, Joe Partridge, and Chris Thompson in Jeff Wayne's musical version of The War of and Chris Thompson in Jeff Wayne's musical version of The War of
The War of the Worlds
I think this is the best we've got.
Soon the man will go to the microphone.
He said you're a very happy model.
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And yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this earth with envious eyes.
And slowly, and surely, they drew their plans against us.
I remember when I first began to talk publicly about what I had seen in Dr. Nixon.
I remember when I first began to talk publicly about what I had seen in documents when I was in the Office of Legal Intelligence, it was a strange thing, wasn't it?
As long as I agreed that we were being visited by extraterrestrial beings from outer space, and that these beings had entered into some kind of an individual agreement with the United States government, as these documents that I had seen had stated, then I was pretty much welcomed and invited everywhere, and huge crowds come to talk to me.
A strange thing happened, folks.
The very second that I began to equate extraterrestrials with New World Order, I came under the most vicious attacks that I have ever experienced in my life, anyone ever coming under for any reason.
Now, this lent a tremendous amount of credibility to this connection, believe it or not.
Totally adverse to what those who were doing the attacking wanted to happen.
They wanted this connection not to be made.
But it told me, because of the weight of the attacks, the severity of the attacks, the frequency of the attacks, that I was right on target.
Right on, sir.
Right on, sir.
working with lots of different technical problems.
I'm a big fish in a small pond.
Overall now, I've spoken at more than 600 colleges, 100 professional groups in all 50 states, 9 provinces, Finland, England, and Germany, and Italy next month.
And my lecture is always, flying saucers are real.
Underline the R. Capitalize it.
And some people don't like the word flying saucer.
All flying saucers are UFOs.
Very few UFOs are flying saucers.
All great-grandfathers are men.
Very few men are great-grandfathers.
My focus is on flying saucers.
Identifiable flying objects move me not at all.
One of the major points I make, well, let me give you my four major conclusions right up front, and if you don't like them you can leave now and save yourself the time.
But the evidence is overwhelming that planet Earth is being visited by intelligently controlled extraterrestrial spacecraft.
In other words, some underline 18 times, some UFOs are alien spacecraft.
Most are not, and I don't care about them.
Second, and this will be the focus of today's little talk, the subject of flying saucers represents a kind of cosmic water game.
That means to say that some few people within the governments of the United States and Canada and England and Russia and many other countries ...have known since 1947, when at least two crash-flying saucers and several alien bodies were recovered in New Mexico, that indeed, some UFOs are alien spacecraft.
Now you notice, I think there's a thousand water that's in there.
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A hidden item on the 12th border, a huge amount of fuminous gas erupted from Mars as a hedge warrior.
Across 200 million miles of void, invisibly hurting towards us, came the first of the missiles that were to bring so much calamity to Earth.
As I walked, there was another jet gas.
It was another missile starting on its way.
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And that's how it was with the Mexican night.
A flare spurting out from Mars.
Bright green, drawing the green mist behind it.
Beautiful, but somehow disturbing sight.
Overly, the astronomer assuredly we were in no danger.
You are convinced there could be no living thing on Max's most forbidden planet.
The chances of anything coming from Mars are millions of ones we catch.
The chances of anything coming from Mars are millions of ones we catch.
I'm not a little one, but still they come.
The man came the night for Christmas, I approached her.
It was thought to be an ordinary falling star.
The next day there was a huge crater in the middle of the colony, and Ogilvy came to examine what lay there.
The cylinders, a 30-yard trough, glowing hollows, and the strange sounds of movement were coming from the front again.
Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing, and over the air there was a man inside trying to escape.
He rushed to the cylinder, but the intense heat stopped him before he could burn himself on the metal.
The dangers of anything coming from Mars are being interwoven today.
Yeah, you still have many things coming for Mars, a million stars.
But still, stay calm.
Yes, there's a many things coming from Mars A million to one, he says Yes, there's a many things coming from Mars A million to one But still, they can't
But still, they can't
But still, they can't
From the railway station can you stand with something firm, screaming and grumbling, softened almost into melody like this.
It all seemed so safe and tranquil.
The end of the tunnel was a very small part of the tunnel.
The tunnel was a very small part of the tunnel.
And I was called a conspiracy freak, a nut.
And yet, every single one of those predictions have come true.
Not because I'm a prophet, not because I talk to God because I can assure you that I don't, not because I'm a psychic or have any strange powers, but because I do an awful lot of studying.
I'm an information freak.
When I'm not talking to somebody or doing something else, my nose is in a book.
I read so many books each week.
But sometimes I have to back off because all the information starts to mess.
And I don't know where I got it now.
Two feet of shining, cool projected rain.
Suddenly, the lid fell off.
Two luminous, disc-like eyes appeared above the lid.
Bye.
A huge, rounded bulk, larger than a bear, rose up slowly, glistening like wet leather.
Its whittler's mouth quivered and slammed and snake-like hentled writhed as the company bought a team of them out safely.
Where we're at and what's coming down the road and I am appalled that the rest of America is not on that cutting edge with me because what's coming is not going to be anything that anyone in this room is going to like.
unless you're a bondage freak.
And some of you may be.
Thank you.
Now, I originally began to connect this with the secret societies of the world, and I wrote an entire chapter on my book, The Involvement of the Secret Societies in the New World Order, and I began forming an organization known as the Citizens Agency for Joint Intelligence, which has since become the largest and most successful intelligence-gathering network under civilian control in the world.
none.
Two years ago, we sent members out to infiltrate the secret societies and obtain the necessary degrees to reach a level where they would find out what was happening really.
Because the only thing we have access to is what they have written, and they never write the truth because they are sworn by blood oath that they cannot revoke the truth of what they have written.
What's this?
An invisible ray would be left from man to man, and there was a bright blair, which instantly sent fire.
Every tree and bush within a massive range of the darkness of the savage, unheard of the great.
I need to know what time is here.
Third, none of the objections raised to the first two conclusions by a small group of nasty, noisy negativists, not always nasty, but usually the noisy, stand up under careful scrutiny.
Those arguments sound great, like from Carl Sagan, when we compare them with the date of the collapse of their own weight.
Unfortunately, most often one doesn't get a chance to point out the fallacy of their pronouncements.
Uh, incidentally, this is a side note, uh, 48 hours on the 20th of this month, which is, what, Wednesday, I guess, uh, we'll have a program on UFOs.
And the last I heard, Carl Sagan was going to be on to get balance.
Now, I never knew that ignorance balanced knowledge, but I guess that's the 48-hour approach, and there won't be anybody there I offered to point out the error of his way.
And finally, fourth, being a shy, retiring guy, this is the biggest story of the millennium.
This is the planet Earth by the land.
Spacecraft and successful cover-up for the government by the best case, the bodies of refugees.
Okay, now, the email is a little...
People crawled their way off the province, and I ran too.
I felt I was being toyed with, that when I was on the very verge of safety, this mysterious death would leap after me and strike me down.
At last I reached Mabry Harrow, and in the dim coolness of my home, I wrote an account for my newspaper before I sang into a restless, faulty, and sweet.
The only of those in the film's symbolic of the esoteric language can read it and understand it.
One of those writers is Natalie T. Hall.
And people in L.A. have a tremendous opportunity because the Philosophical Society founded by Manny T. Hall is right here.
It has one of the biggest libraries on the occult, the secret societies, and the esoteric teachings of this secret religion that goes all the way back to the dawn of the history of man and the worship of the sun that exists on the face of this planet.
And yet, most of you are chasing lights in the sky and waiting for the benevolent space brothers to rescue you.
with the salmon from the pit and hurried to the railway station to buy the paper.
Around me, the daily routine of life, working, eating, sleeping, was continuing to ring me as it had to encompass the earth.
On forceful commons, the Martians continued hammering and hysteria.
Seamless, indefatigable, the work of ammunition that will make these, now and again alike, like the beam of a warship's searchlight, swept the comms.
making great or great in the heart.
On the original investigator, although you would know it from some of the coverage and published sites, dating back to 1978.
I'm the one who talked to the primary witness, most of the primary witness that was the first one around.
and And I little thought that I, 16 years later, would be talking about the same stuff and with new leads to follow up on.
And I'm racing the undertaker, as you can imagine, since 47 years is a long time for adults to make an arrest.
Back to tonight.
Today, I mean, there's no question that the recovery of the crash line sausage and stuff was covered up, but that's not my focus today.
What I do want to talk about in terms of the Cosmic Watergate, and I will prove to you, not provide evidence, but prove to you, that agencies in the United States government are withholding information about giant sausages.
That comes a little later.
We need to go back and get some kind of feeling.
We need to go back and get some kind of feeling.
We need to go back and get some kind of feeling.
We need to go back and get some kind of feeling.
That evening, there was a violent crash, and I realized with horror that my home was now within range of the Martians' heat rays.
At dawn, a falling star with a trail of greenness damned me with a flash like a summer lightning.
This was the second century.
Today is the most frustrating document that keeps you all spinning around in circles in cul-de-sacs at the whims of people like William Moore and Stanton T. Friedman so that you never understand what's really happening in this world or who's bringing it about.
And that's the real intent of all those silly little pathetic arguments.
And when someone comes up and wants to present to you a different point of view, is the information discussed?
Is there an intelligent argument?
Our conversation or dialogue conducted about the merits or the points of the argument?
No.
Don't listen to that person, because he's a drunk!
I know a lot of drunks and none of them are liars.
I saw a fair, a blue sky, the brightest light, the bright light, the bright light, the bright light.
You need a light, the bright light, the bright light.
Take me there, take me with the light.
Take me there, take me with the light.
I know you are here, the top of the gear.
For even the dark, I know you are the light.
Take me there, take me there.
Take me there, take me with the light.
But can't you close your eyes and tell me how it went?
I wish you wouldn't know.
Baby, can't you see me now?
Night. Night. Night. Night. Night. Night. Night. Night. The
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End Then I saw it was a young arterial, weary, streaked with blood and dirt.
Anyone here?
Come in.
Here, drink this.
Thank you.
What's happened?
They wiped us out.
Hundreds dead, maybe thousands.
The Hebrew?
The marshals.
They were inside the hoods of machinery they'd made.
Massive metal things on legs, giant machines that moved.
Fantastic.
They wiped us out.
Machines?
Pheasant machines.
Picking up men and bashing them against trees.
Just chunks of metal.
I knew exactly what they were doing.
There was another singer that came last night.
Yes.
Sit with Bells for London.
I'm waiting.
Carrie, I had no dream that could be changed to Carrie.
I've had so many miles away.
I must go to London at once.
There are many.
A free port to headquarters.
There's anything right to do.
There's anything right to do.
There's anything right to do.
And each side quite naturally thought that this was the other guy's latest new weapon system and they're going to get shot down instantly and what are we going to do about it?
Not much.
Nothing happened.
And it was only after the war when the pilots got together.
I mean, that wasn't yours?
No, we thought it was yours.
Then they realized that, hey, wait a minute, something was going on here.
In 1946, the war ended in 1945.
In 1946, there were well over a thousand reports in Sweden of so-called ghost rockets, they were called.
And there was great concern about what these were.
Were these fired from Russia, which is not too far from Sweden after all, where the German scientists would escape?
What was going on?
There were lots of these reports, and the New York Times carried a little article in August of 1946 that The Swedish Defense Command met with two American representatives, General Jimmy Doolittle and General David Sarnoff.
Both had been close to Ike during World War II.
Now, the newspaper mentioned their meeting with the Swedish Department of Defense, but nobody has ever seen a copy of any report which surely would have been made.
Ike was Chief of Staff at that time.
When Jimmy was visited by an associate of mine a number of years ago, Jimmy Doolittle was one of my... Is that Morse code or something?
The alien substance.
One birthday, Captain.
But by fate we came upon a team that it was deserted.
Was everybody dead?
Not everybody.
Logan, six cannons, with gunners standing by.
Bows and arrows against the lightning.
I haven't seen the heat like that.
I'm trying to make sure, dear, that it's extremely important that you connect with.
But I told you that the real purpose of my even ever discussing anything that I ever saw, or even trying to wake up anyone, was not to tell you about the reality or fantasy of extraterrestrial visitation to this earth, but was to wake was not to tell you about the reality or fantasy of extraterrestrial visitation to this earth, but was of the imminent enslavement of the American people, the destruction of the Constitution and the Bill of Rights.
The document, the only document in the history of the world that ever granted any man or woman that ever walked on this earth freedom.
Everett.
Black will be in pocket the prostitution of Russellville.
We hurried along the road to Wraith.
Wraith.
Suddenly, there was a heavy explosion.
The ground heating, windows shattered, gusts of smoke erupted in the air.
George!
There they are!
What did I tell you?
Quick hands, one on the other.
Four of the fighting machines appears.
Monstrous pipos higher than the tallest people, spriding over the pine trees and smashing them.
Walking engines of a littering metal, each carried a huge tunnel, and I realized with horror that I'd seen this awful thing before.
You see, it was blacks in Africa who captured those blacks and sold them into slavery.
The End And it was ship owners who were not American who carried those black slaves to these shores and sold them to the plantation owners.
And it was white Americans who established the movement to free those black slaves, and it was the Constitution of the United States of America that allowed it to be done.
And gave them the freedom that they enjoy today.
and the ghostly, terrible heat ray struck the gas.
As it struck, all five fighting machines had solved it, emitting deafening howls that roared like thunder.
O'er the Lord,
O'er the Lord. O'er O'er the Lord. O'er the
Lord. O'er
the Lord.
O'er the Lord.
At that time,
they could not have been citizens of free states because state constitutions specified they had to be free white property owners.
All of those constitutions have been changed, allowing anyone born in any state in this country to be a free, sovereign citizen, a king or queen in their own right, in a state as a state citizen.
Now, the reason I bring this up is to show how we're being manipulated.
Black people are being manipulated to believe that they don't belong in this country, and it is a lie.
And that's just one example.
Many people are being used to hide the truth.
Many, many people.
There was a courier riding through Bavaria one dark night who was struck by lightning off of his horse.
was carrying dispatchers from the Bavarian Illuminati to another lodge.
In these dispatchers, which were opened and handed over to the Bavarian government, were word-for-word passages taken from the Protocols of the Elders of Zion.
Yet the Jews have been used to cover this up and brand anyone who would dare publish this plan as anti-Semitic.
I am the only one who has opened up this plan, had the guts to publish it, and have had the guts to say that Jews didn't write it, but Jews are being used to cover it up, just as blacks are being used to help foment rebellion in this country by making them feel that they don't belong here.
One of the greatest machinations of these people in charge who are bringing about the New World Order to slave all humanity, doesn't matter who you are, is the method of pitting us against each other so that while we're running around, weakening ourselves and destroying ourselves, fighting each other, they are very busy in the background enslaving us all.
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but there had to have been a report, oral or written or something.
You don't go representing the government, talking to the Defense Department people and just sleep on it and forget it.
The real cover up, of course, began in 1947.
The Roswell incident, so-called, which I'll talk about tonight, really it was the crash near Corona and another crash out in the Plains of St. Augustine.
Those were certainly covered up.
And it was done very effectively and very quickly.
At 12 o'clock noon from Roswell, New Mexico, a press release went out announcing that we'd recovered the record of one of these crash disks, one of these disks, that people had been seeing for the last two weeks.
That made evening papers from Chicago West on July 8, 1947.
8th, 1947.
Four hours later, out of Fort Worth, Texas, General Roger Amey, head of the Air Force of which the 509 pit brazo in New Mexico was a part, put out the cover story that, sorry, it wasn't a disc at all, it was just a radar reflection from a weather balloon.
That was set up.
The six guns, we've seen, now fired simultaneously, decantating a fighting machine. decantating a fighting machine.
The Martian inside the hood was slain, splashed with the four winds, and the body, nothing now but an intricate device of metal, went whirling to destruction.
As the other monsters advanced, people ran away blindly, the artillery among them, but I jumped into the water and hid until forced out to breathe.
Now the guns spoke again.
But this time, the E-Grey sent them to do a review.
The cover story, four hours later, too late for all the papers except for the last edition of the Los Angeles Herald and Slave, The Racing Red Ghost.
And it had army, recovers, flying distance, and a much smaller French general plane to trade our weather data.
By the next day, It's a four-hour window of opportunity.
By the next day, all the cases carry Ramey, General Roger Ramey, empties Roswell Saucers, and until I got involved, 31 years later, the story would get in the door.
There's been a lot of research since then.
The heat race swept across the river, scolding, half-blinded, and agonizing.
I staggered from leaping, hissing water towards the shore.
I fell helplessly in full sight of the Martians, expecting nothing but death.
The foot of a fighting machine came down close to my head, then lifted again as the four Martians carried away the debris of their fallen comrades.
And I realized that by a miracle, I had escaped.
The common man or woman of any race, religion, or creed is not religion, or creed is not our enemy.
They are people just like us.
No matter what their skin color, no matter what their religion, no matter what language they speak, no matter where they live, the only thing that they really want out of life is to provide a safe, secure home for their family and for their children, enjoy the fruits of their labor, which they are entitled to, and have some option of a happy life.
I don't believe that there's anyone who would challenge that.
So then why do we spend most of our time trying to destroy it?
No war was ever fought because the people wanted to go to war.
is because the leaders...
For three days, I fought my way along roads packed with refugees.
The homeless, burdened with boxes and bundles containing their valuables.
All that was of value to me was in London.
But by the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
We must mature!
We must become kings and queens in our own right, not just say that we are.
We must understand these things.
We must stop hating each other.
The answer for white Christian separatists, what's called identity Christians, is not a nation of whites here, next to a nation founded by Louis Farrakhan and the Islamic nation of just blacks, because on that part of that world there will always be war.
The answer is not a Jewish ghetto.
The answer is rejecting, is not rejecting the rest of society.
Cultural noise, but yet demanding that a guest in your house wear the yarmulke?
Get that out of your face?
Now understand me, ladies and gentlemen, I am for one thing and one thing only.
Truth first.
Humanity, second.
Humanity, second. second.
You always loved the sound of me.
The police lay on me shirt now 'cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here 'Cause you're not here
Fire, somebody left from house to house.
The population packed and ran, and I was swept along with them, aimless and lost without carrying.
Finally, I headed eastward for the ocean, and my only hope of survival, the boats out for England.
Like the smoke of a dream, you came to love me.
Like a deep-on-dream, he bled away And General Ramey's chief of staff took the call from Washington, telling him to cover it up in no uncertain terms.
Get the press off our backs.
Send some of the records up here.
Don't ever talk about it again.
That's an order.
Do I need to put it in writing, he said.
Because that was Clemens McMullen, who was really the acting head of the Strategic Air Command, of which they were a part.
Uh, his boss, uh, who knows, I suppose it would have been the President plus the head of the Air Force.
One hopes, though.
We don't know what the exact thing was.
There was a lot of method traffic we have never seen.
But there's no question that the call came from McMullen, and I got that from DuBose first-hand.
Colonel Thomas Everson DuBose.
McMullen was one of the oldest... More and more people are drawing the painful distance.
Sad, weary women, their children stumbling on the streets with tears, their men bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders with beggars and outcasts.
Dogs snarled and whined, the horses' bits were covered with foam, and here and there were wounded soldiers as helpless as the rest of the dead.
We saw the tripod wading up the tent, cutting poop-bridges as though they were paper.
Waterloo Bridge, Westminster Bridge.
One appeared above Big Ben's.
Never before in the history of the world did such a mass of human beings move and suffer together.
This was no distant march.
It was a stampede.
Without order and without a goal.
Six million people unarmed and unprovisioned driving headlong.
It was the beginning of the rite of civilization.
Of the massacre of mankind.
How much is good to share?
It is the only.
It's a reality that we can live by and ensure a comfortable future.
And if the truth hurts, and if the truth is bad, we can only make it better by acknowledging what the truth is and working for a better future together as humanity, not as blacks and whites.
And tell me, folks, what in the hell is an Afro-American?
Go safely on board.
Straight into the eyes of my beloved Carrie.
And suddenly she began to fight her way along the packed deck to the gang bank.
At that very moment, it would raise.
And I caught a last glimpse of her despairing face as the crowd swept me away from her.
I can't hear that.
I know somebody's confused.
Are you an African or are you an American?
Let me assign you to Salt Blacks.
I understand that you are hungry for a history.
For something to identify with.
And I understand that hunger, because my parents were in the military.
I never had a home town.
I hunger with you.
I don't have any place where I can go.
See, that's the school I went to in the third grade, and old Mrs. Jones lives down there.
I can go say hello to her.
I know what you're going through.
I know that you feel like you don't have any roots, but you have to decide.
Are you African?
Are you American?
Do you belong to the state of Israel, or do you belong to America?
Are you a German Aryan?
It's Stalingrad in Germany!
Or are you an American?
It's funny that we have, in this country, the penultimate of the gift of all the people who have ever lived upon this planet.
and we're pissing on it!
The steam had began to move slowly away, but on the land with horizon appeared the silhouette Another came, and another, striding over hills and creeks, plunging far out to sea and blocking the exit of the steamer.
Between them lay the silent, grey iron clan, Thunder Child.
Slowly it moved toward shore, then with a deafening roar and whoosh of spray, it swung about and drove at full speed toward the waking Martians.
So, that was very effective.
Now, the cover-up kept on, but in very different, subtle ways all through the years.
the Chief Sergeant General versus Colonel, you do what you're told.
So that was very effective.
Now the cover-up kept on but in very different subtle ways all through the years.
Project Blue Book Special Report 14, the largest study ever done, covered 3,201 sightings, issued in 1955 but never distributed by the Air Force.
This work was done by Battelle Memorial Institute in Columbus, Ohio, under contract with Project Blue Look.
Here's a report that covers 3,200 sightings, categorizations, quality evaluations, 240 charts, tables, graphs, maps, stacks full of information.
They didn't distribute the report.
They put out a press release in which the Secretary of the Air Force said, On the basis of this report, we believe that no object such as that is properly described as flying saucers have overflown the United States.
Even the unknown 3% could have been identified as conventional phenomena or illusions.
Unquote.
The Martians released their blasts, but the ship sped on.
cutting down one of the tripod tickets.
Instantly, the others raised their heat rays and melted the thunder child and the valley of the park.
It's painful.
Let me give you some idea of what I'm talking about, folks.
How many of you were in Waco, Texas?
I was .
I was in Waco, Texas, because I knew from day one something was terribly wrong.
Because I was watching my television set, and here's what I saw.
I saw a church under attack by federal forces.
And it turned out to be the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms.
And then I heard the leader of the Bureau of Alcohol and Tobacco and Fire, the conductive press conference, where he said, this church has murdered four of our agents and wounded 16 more.
And the reason that we're here is because a foreign source reported through the State Department that this church was going to commit mass suicide.
Bye.
Now she wrote the fast You see, something in my head clicks because I understand the Constitution.
I know what's happening.
Most people don't.
They're what I call sheeple, not people.
The only reason I couldn't explain is that there wasn't enough data.
Is that both those things are totally false.
The unknowns were 21%, not 3%.
They were completely separate from the ones for which there was insufficient information.
But the press caught it hook, line, and sinker.
Incidentally, a quality evaluation showed the better the quality, the more likely to be an unknown.
A statistical comparison between the unknowns and the knowns.
The probability of the unknowns are just misnone.
The little steamer reached the misty horizon and carried the sea.
But the thunder child had vanished forever, taking wither man's last hope for victory.
The lead in the sky was lit by green flashes, cylinder following cylinder, and no one and nothing was left now to fight them.
The earth longed to the marshals.
Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you've enjoyed tonight's presentation. I hope you've enjoyed tonight's presentation. - Thank you.
Tomorrow night, part two of the musical War of the Worlds.
Good night, ladies and gentlemen, and God bless you all.
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