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It is worth noting that, though relatively rare, sightings of “flying humanoids” have been reported in other countries. In an article published in 2007, researchers Ruben Uriarte and Steven Reichmuth describe a series of sightings in Mexico of what they categorize as “unidentified flying humanoids” (UFH). “A number of UFH sightings have been reported over the skies of Mexico since the year 2000,” they report:

“Mexican citizens equipped with home video cameras have recorded flying silent humanoids, often wearing an apparatus on their backs or around their waists. Sometimes they appear to be in a sitting or reclining position. They hover or move silently, regardless of wind direction, displaying definite flight control characteristics. They have been reported predominantly around Mexico City, notably over Cuernavaca, just southeast of the capital city. Sometimes they are reported to accelerate to 100 mph
or more, but more often they are filmed hovering….”

Uriarte and Reichmuth checked the possibility that such sightings were related to people flying with the aid of “rocket belts” propelled by hydrogen peroxide. They consulted Juan Mañuel Lozano, CEO of Tecnologia Aeroespacial Mexicana (TAM), which manufactures such belts. Lozano denied that TAM was responsible and said he was unaware of any other company in Mexico that made such rocket belts. On viewing video footage of some of the Mexican incidents supplied by Uriarte, Lozano—himself a pilot and parachutist—declared his bafflement:

“I don't have an explanation for the ‘thing' that is seen in the video. It is clear that it is some kind of human form, but this is not a parachutist, this is not a rocket belt or jet pack, and this is not a craft that is known around here … my rocket belt only flies for thirty seconds. No other rocket belt in the world can fly for more than thirty seconds.”

As Uriarte and Reichmuth confirm, the UFH objects were recorded on video flying for much longer than any human-designed rocket belt. “UFHs have been observed and videotaped flying effortlessly at well over 300 feet high [and] flew totally silently, as opposed to the 150 decibels produced by rocket belts,” they point out. “If alien in origin, are these some sort of flexible kinds of individual transport? What could these objects do that good old-fashioned flying discs cannot do as well?”
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How prescient. To the best of my knowledge, neither Uriarte nor Reichmuth were aware of the Amicizia saga.
Mass Contacts
was not published (in English, at least) until 2007. And they were certainly unaware of the following, which is published here for the first time.

Stefano claims that “overalls” are capable even of transporting an occupant to another planet—at least in our solar system—and related to me how one of his friends had once visited Mars, allegedly discovering that the temperature was less cold than, and the percentage of oxygen well above, that which is officially stated.

“Giants on the Earth”

To return to the W56 aliens, the gigantic Dimpietro had rented a small house owned by an elderly woman in the country near Forlimpopoli, at that time a small village some thirty kilometers north of Rimini. He liked to
cook his own meals and, by way of relaxation at night, sometimes played his violin (which he had made himself) in the grounds surrounding the house! “Think how small the violin would be for a 3.5 meter-tall man!” remarked Bruno Sammaciccia.
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Indeed. As a violinist myself, I surmise that, given his proportionately larger hands, the instrument he made must have been larger than our full-size instruments—possibly the size of a viola. Dimpietro refused to be disturbed during such periods.

Bruno had been asked by Dimpietro to rent a large car for him and remove the front seat so he could sit directly on the floor. On one amusing occasion in 1957, Bruno invited Dimpietro to his flat in Milan. Before being introduced to Bruno's wife, Dimpietro tactfully sat on the floor to avoid alarming her. “When this happened,” explained Bruno, “my wife had just come home after her shopping, found this incredible being seated on the floor of our kitchen, got frightened and ran into the bedroom, locking the door behind her. I had told her about our friends, but she had never met any of them. At the time, I was walking in the neighbourhood with my dog Dik, and deciding to return home, I looked for the caretaker to let me into the building, but he was nowhere to be seen. So I rang the bell at the intercom, and my wife Alessandra opened the door.

“As I entered my flat, Alessandra told me that there was ‘somebody' in the kitchen; Dik had already gone there himself. When I entered the kitchen, I found Dimpietro seated on the floor and Dik sitting beside him. My wife, still terrified, [returned] to the bedroom. Dimpietro remained seated, without uttering a word. Then he got up, his head just touching the ceiling. ‘How will we talk to each other?' I asked him, ‘with a megaphone?' ‘That's why I sat on the floor,' he replied. ‘So sit down again,' I said, which he did. ‘Your wife is terrified of me, but do I look as though I would terrify anyone?' ‘It's not that…. She knows you're a man from another world, and she's very upset.'”

Dimpietro asked for a cigarette. Bruno offered him one, but it was declined. “These are for children,” he complained. “Downstairs, you'll find a car parked just in front of your building; here are the keys. Do not get upset when you see that there's no driver's seat, because I need to sit directly on the floor of the car. You'll find some cigars inside the glove compartment.” Bruno found four cigar boxes, and returned with one of
them.

“Call your wife in,” said Dimpietro. “We have to calm her down and convince her that I'm not aggressive.” Alessandra returned to the kitchen, still nervous. Hands shaking, she made some
napoletana
coffee, with Dimpietro ensuring she knew how to prepare it properly and to serve him without sugar in a larger cup than the others. Next he made himself a
frittata
(a kind of Italian omelette). “We offered him some bread,” said Bruno, “but he refused, because he said he wasn't yet accustomed to our bread. Instead, he asked for some wine. In my kitchen was some white wine, and I knew that he drank only red, so I phoned a nearby grocer and in a few minutes we had a bottle of Corvo di Salaparuta [a fine Sicilian wine].”

“Would you allow me to drink directly from the bottle?” asked Dimpietro. “I'm used to doing it this way. If you like, I'll pour some wine into a couple of glasses for you, and then I'll drink from the bottle.” He drank the rest of the wine in three mouthfuls. Bruno asked if this could be harmful. “No,” came the reply, “you must understand that it is not the quantity that hurts, but the quality.”

After another smoke, it was time for Dimpietro to leave. “He knelt on the floor,” said Bruno, “embraced my wife with great delicacy (she was still a bit upset because of that unusual dinner), and told her: ‘Remember, I do not eat women, I only eat peppers, pasta, and some sweets at times….' He kissed her on the forehead. It was a strange vision, I can assure you, looking at this extremely tall man, kneeling on the floor and trying to calm down my poor wife.

“It was three o'clock in the morning, and he had to drive the car, parked in the street. Luckily it was night, and nobody was around: of course, he couldn't use the elevators, so Dimpietro, Dik and I went downstairs, with great care. He opened the car door, and as there was no driver's seat he entered just as if going to bed, sat on the floor and finally forced his legs on both sides of the steering wheel. ‘Do you have any problem with the pedals?' I asked him. ‘Not at all; if necessary, I can use my hands to operate them.'

“He started the engine and began to move. I asked him, ‘Do you know the way?' ‘I know every street, even the alleys,' he answered, and sped away.”
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What if Dimpietro had been stopped by the police? And surely individuals
as tall as Dimpietro, “Mr. Kenio” (see photo section), and other colleagues would stick out in a crowd? Apparently not. Stefano related to me several instances where some of his friends had been shocked to see these particular aliens mingling in crowds—yet no one else even noticed them.

Regarding the height of Mr. Kenio, according to a study by Teresa Barbatelli of the photograph—based on estimated measurements of the nearby pine needles at the time and some railings in the background and other factors—he was about 3.07 meters (10 feet) tall.
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The original photo, taken circa 1976 by Bruno Sammaciccia at the large villa in Montesilvano built under instruction from the W56s, Stefano told me, belongs to a Swiss person who keeps it in a bank security vault.

Our attitude toward aliens is determined by preconceptions in assessing their appearance, origins, and motives. We balk at the idea of aliens as tall as three meters or more. But there have even been very tall Earthmen, the current tallest being Xi Shun of Inner Mongolia, at 2.36 meters (7 feet, 8.95 inches) in 2005.
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And if the Book of Genesis is to be believed, “There were giants on the earth in those days, and also afterward, when the sons of God came in to the daughters of men and they bore children to them….”
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Is it possible that the giants were the same species as the W56s?

In 1959, Leon B. Visse, an expert on histones—proteins connected with cellular genetic material—was invited to a compound (almost certainly the Aerospace Medical Research Laboratory) at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base, Dayton, Ohio. Here he was asked to perform an experiment on the histonic weight of some particular cells. An astonishingly low weight—far lower than human cells—was found. Visse then was escorted into a room where the corpses of two seven-foot-plus humanoids lay, evidently having been killed in an accident. They had high and broad foreheads and very long blond hair, Jean-Charles Fumoux relates. The eyes slanted upward, giving them an Asiatic look. The nose and mouth were small, the lips thin and perfectly delineated. “Despite slight differences in their facial appearances, the two humanoids looked like twins.”

The bodies had been preserved in formalin but remained perfectly white, apparently lacking the (melanin) granules which cause normal human beings to tan in strong sunlight. Their very light blue eyes looked no different from normal, reported Visse. The hands were human-like if
slender, while their feet were absolutely flat, with small toes.
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Los Alamos National Laboratory (LANL), New Mexico, which specializes in High Science, has a visiting scholar program, especially in fields such as physics and the theoretical sciences. I have learned that in the 1960s, a visiting scholar attended meetings seemingly wearing nothing more than a white lab coat. He was nine feet tall, with very blond hair and blue eyes, and seemed very secretive. (The lab coat apparently wasn't sufficient to cover his private parts!) While visiting, he lived at LANL under considerable security. “Everyone was told he was a Russian physicist and that explained his peculiarity and the security,” I learned, “but those few lab scientists that met him whispered between themselves that he was not even human…. One day the visiting scholar was simply gone.” And in 1988–89, what were described as “a bunch of Russians”—about nine feet tall with blond hair—had moved into a forty-unit apartment complex at the LANL. Whoever these guys were, it's unlikely they originated from Russia.

In the autumn of 1999, a man and his wife hiking in New Mexico's Santa Fe National Forest encountered a nine-foot-tall, extremely blond-haired man walking toward them—stark naked. “He seemed to float over the ground as he strode along and walked right past them, within a foot or so, with his head down, not saying a word. They turned in amazement, and after twenty or thirty feet he stopped and turned around to look at them. They took off up the trail, not looking back again.”
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In both these instances, the apparent lack of embarrassment at appearing either near- or stark-naked appears to be shared by the W56 aliens.

A Dayton, Ohio-based reporter related to me an intriguing case revealed to him by an officer serving at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base who admitted that while working at the Medical Center as a radiologist, evaluating X-ray scans of patients as part of his job, he came across some extraordinary abnormalities displayed in one particular scan of a patient's spine. The officer was struck by its symmetry and flawlessness. “I mean that normal spines have all sorts of flaws, nodules, bends, and twists,” he explained. “This spine was absolutely perfect.” The officer tracked down its owner and learned that he held the rank of major, was over six feet tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed, with perfect proportions, a ramrod-straight posture, and he “looked to be taken from a page about the Aryan master
race.”
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The reporter contacted me because he thought there might be a connection with the reference in my previous book to the U.S. Air Force Space Command list of “Non-Terrestrial Officers,” discovered by the well-known hacker Gary McKinnon.
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A Chilean Component

In 1999–2000, Chilean National TV produced two one-hour segments on the Amicizia case. Antonio Huneeus, Chile's leading civilian UFO researcher (now living in America), has enlightened me regarding an Amicizia group of aliens who are said to have established a base on Friendship Island, off the country's south coast. “I worked on that series as the journalistic producer for all their American segments, although I was not involved in the Chilean cases,” Antonio pointed out. “It was a very high quality and serious production. I do believe there was something to the case….

“The main witness who claims there was an alien base on the Friendship island was a well-known radio broadcaster (Oscar de la Fuente, I believe) who was terminally ill and claims he was miraculously healed in the base. He told his story in detail in the TV program.