CHARLES HALL AND THE TALL WHITE ALIENS
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The Tall Whites don’t have a message of celestial brotherhood, nor do they wish to harm us. “They are not here to save us from ourselves. The base they have here on earth is very important for repairing and refurbishing their space craft. They’re just ordinary creatures like you or I, they’re not supernatural, they didn’t come here from another dimension, they’re not hybrids,” Hall says. “They never gave me any message.”
“They have family groups, they have men, women and children, just like humans do. As the weather observer, I was out with pretty colored balloons, which have lights on them. The children enjoyed watching me release them, and looking through my theodolite, so that was one reason they would interact with me.
“Another reason is that the Tall Whites and the U. S. government have a technology exchange program. They did not come here to teach us anything, but for those things where there’s an advantage for them, they’re willing to exchange technology. Imagine we had a base on an island in the Pacific. It would make more sense for the Air Force to buy electronic equipment locally than to ship it out from New York. So for example, they were willing to exchange technology on things like radios and high grade titanium, but they weren’t willing to show the U. S. Air Force how to build craft that moved faster than the speed of light. (They have the titanium black craft, the deep space craft, which clearly travels faster than the speed of light, and then they had their scout craft which were white, and were clearly assembled here on earth, too small to make the deep space crossing.) If you were dealing with them the way I was, if you were giving them an advantage, the terms could be as simple as the children have fun playing while I work.”
Contact with the Tall Whites terrified Hall for his first six months at Indian Springs. “And it’s that way for them too, when they first come around humans. For the new arrivals, I was the first human they’d ever seen. A few nights after the deep space craft had landed, the tall whites who maintained the base, who were always there and were used to being around humans, would get together groups of newly arrived Tall Whites and bring them around to where I was, just so they could overcome their fear of humans prior to talking with the military brass.”
“They typically didn’t say hello when they came or goodbye when they left, unless it was someone I had become unusually friendly with like Range Four Harry, or the Teacher--those were their CIA names,” Hall says. Each being took on a human name to facilitate communication. “The Walker, the Hiker, the Captain. But if there wasn’t an actual reason for them to talk, they might not, they might just come and stand around and watch what I was doing purely as their way of overcoming their fear of humans. And then when they felt that they had made progress, they would leave.
