At first glance Universal’s big budget summertime blockbuster ‘Cowboys and Aliens’ appears to be nothing more than yet another Steven Spielberg produced popcorn propaganda yarn made solely to influence humanity to reject a first contact scenario with the benevolent members of the Galactic Federation. In a desperate attempt to instill fear within the masses, the Hollywood propaganda machine has been turning out one ‘U.S. military good- all aliens bad’ flick after another. I normally avoid such celluloid silliness, but the posse of James Bond (Daniel Craig) and Indiana Jones (Harrison Ford) as cowboys in an old west showdown shooting it out with alien spaceships was just a little too tempting, and I see little harm plucking down the price of a theater ticket as long as I balance my contribution to the ‘Hollywood Propaganda Project’ with a published expose and a promise to educate five friends to the true nature of the Galactic Federation’s presence right after the conclusion of the movie. Consider it community service.
Just a few minutes in to this 163 million dollar monster that at times seemed to struggle to live up to its expectations (In defense, how can any movie live up to the concept of cowboys versus aliens?) I could not help but see that this film had more to offer than the usual attempt to manipulate humanity into fearing a first contact scenario, although the movie poster alone would make up for that oversight. Sans the spurs and Colt 45’s, the plot of ‘Cowboys and Aliens’ could just as easily be followed by logging into Facebook on any given night, as our cast of universal characters are faithfully represented throughout the Internet's social networks. In our film, our alien invaders are portrayed by negative reptilian extraterrestrials who have come to Earth to pillage the vast gold deposits here. Hmm, where have we heard this story before? Zechariah Sitchin would be most pleased to see that his translations of ancient Sumerian texts have made it all the way to the silver screen, and reptilian researcher David Icke and his very large support group would also see historical significance in this major plot point. When one takes the time to research the existence of this reptilian race, suspected by some of being the dark masters behind their human puppet regimes, they may find their existence quite difficult to dismiss. (It is important to point out, however, that just as there are many different humans, there are many different members of the reptilian society, and many are enlightened beings of love and great wisdom.) After an alien abduction, cowboy Jake Lonergan, played by Englishman Craig who pulls of a surprisingly passable American accent (Yes, we have accents), finds himself with no memory of the ordeal. For me, this area of the plot is without question based on fact, as many alien abductees have reported just such an artificially induced amnesia. (Keep in mind; these abductions have been stopped thanks to the efforts of the Galactic Federation.) Lonergan forms a posse with Woodrow Dolarhyde (Ford) and Chiricahua Apaches to battle the alien invaders, and I can't help but see a correlation to the Galactic Federation's Earth allies who have formed an alliance from many different intelligence agencies and global military forces.
Traveling to Earth from a higher dimensional world on a mission to awaken humanity to this negative extraterrestrial threat is an immortal woman named Ella Swenson, who successfully frees humanity from reptilian mind control technology and helps to eliminate the negative ET threat. Many will immediately recognize that the fictional Ella Swenson symbolizes the Galactic Federation and their dedicated ground crew known as Lightworkers, who are representatives of many higher dimensional worlds who have journeyed to Earth on a mission in service to humanity to help them break free from their trance-like hypnotic state and awaken to their true divine nature, freeing themselves from tyrannical control.
While walking back to my car in the theater parking lot still clutching my bucket sized buttered popcorn, I forgot for a moment all the wild shootouts between cowboys and cowboys, cowboys and Indians, and cowboys and aliens, and all the saddled chase scenes and all the passionate kisses, and instead replayed in my mind my fondest memories of this surprisingly heartwarming tale; the coming together of men and women from all different races, even those of other worlds, united in common goal, to bravely battle the forces of darkness and free humanity from the clutches of evil. Funny how many of us are already so familiar with this sensational plot, without any need for a trip to the theater and a bucket of popcorn.