Rudolph Steiner
On August 9, 1989, I sent a letter to Timothy Good. I thanked him for providing me William Steinman’s telephone number and provided him details of my conversation with Steinman. Good responded a couple weeks later and informed me he had previously written Steinman in November of 1988, but apparently, Steinman had not received the letter. Interestingly, Steinman revealed to me he had sent a letter to Good, and had been waiting a year for a reply. Apparently, Good’s letter had been lost.
On October 12, I called Leonard Stringfield. He was very interested in knowing more about my conversation with Steinman and again stated he heard that Steinman had gotten out of research, but this time added that Steinman had also mentioned something about a car bombing. I immediately questioned that statement, but Stringfield said he could not remember all the facts, and since he could not expand upon that information, he really didn’t want to say much until he heard from Steinman.
We then discussed my Office of Civil Defense (see earlier blog entry) case. I was wondering whether there was anything to worry about regarding a government agency looking into my inquiries. Stringfield felt there was probably no danger involved with my case, as my witness, Ms. Fairfax, had not revealed classified information. I had to agree. Damn. No cloak and dagger fun for me.
On November 20, I received another letter from Good. He wrote that he had recently been in Los Angeles and spoke with Steinman on the telephone. But the conversation went south. According to Good, “[Steinman] did not seem very pleased to talk to me and it was not productive.”
Whatever was occurring between Steinman and Good, it had no bearing on my research effort. It had been several months since my last conversation with Steinman, so I decided it was time to call him again. Though my first conversation with him was actually depressing, I felt it was worth trying again and hopefully learn more about his research. That happened on December 12. To break the ice, I gave him a brief overview of my OCD case. This seemed to work. He became more talkative. Eventually, I asked him if he could offer some advice about researching the UFO phenomenon. He said, “…just don’t get into it.” Asking if he would extrapolate, he repeated his advice. From here, I inquired whether he felt my current investigation might draw the attention of an intelligence agency. Steinman paused. “When you start fooling around with something like this, you are bordering on the edge of espionage, and start getting investigated by various agencies. They start watching you closely.” I couldn’t get him to expand more about this, so I moved on.
Asking whether he was totally out of research, he replied, “Yes, all together,” and said it was a bad experience, and that was all he could tell me. I immediately mentioned hearing he had lost his job. “That’s true,” he said, adding that everything was fine now. I dropped the issue. Returning to the topic of UFO research, I mentioned the driving passion we both shared. “Passion gets you in trouble,” he interrupted. “The obsession gets you in trouble. It gets a hold of you and you obsessed with getting to the bottom of a secret. The more that you get involved with it that way, the more obsessed you become and that becomes dangerous all the way around to your health, your family life, and everything else.” I asked him if anything bad had happened to him during his research. “Nothing real horrible,” he replied, adding he probably stopped before it did. I immediately thought about Stringfield’s vague comment about a car bomb. Steinman suggested nothing to indicate such a thing had occurred. Maybe he received a bomb threat. I didn’t know because I didn’t ask. Why didn’t I ask?
Steinman informed me he was toying with the idea of another book. Since my first conversation with him, his attitude had changed. At that time, he was not in the least interested in pursuing the UFO subject any further, but now, he was toying with the idea of writing another book. He was contradicting himself. I couldn’t ignore the inconsistency. Steinman began explaining he had lost contact with researchers he had worked pretty closely with, such William Cooper, Bill English, and John Lear, who had become close to him. Steinman’s contact with Stevens had also dwindled because he felt Stevens was more interested in the Contactee cases. “He [Stevens] wouldn’t believe in the mainstream thing that I’m talking about right now and the religious implications,” he commented. “He [Stevens] is more into the extraterrestrial belief.” I said I was confused and to please explain. He mentioned “ultra-dimensional,” and that he was talking about “spiritual forces that have been with mankind for at least eight to ten thousand years, molding and shaping our history, and working in history to influence groups.” I said that was similar to what Jacques Vallee had recently suggested. Steinman said Vallee was on the right track. He said that even Hynek, before he died, was also following that train of thought.
Steinman said that UFOs were only a tip of the iceberg. They were just one little part of the issue and that I would find the clearest cut answer to the UFO enigma in the book by Rudolph Steiner, Lucifer and Ahriman. I had never heard of the book, but had heard of Steiner. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rudolf_Steiner. I was interpreting Steinman’s direction that an evil force, existing in the spiritual dimension was disguising itself as aliens and was manipulating the destiny of man and deceiving world governments and scientific communities, luring them into a trap to accomplish whatever it was trying to achieve. I did not want to go down that path. At that time, I was primarily a “nuts and bolts” UFO researcher. I was interested in UFO sighting reports, highly credible witness reports, military operations, and government cover-ups.
When my telephone call with Steinman ended, I knew that it was likely our last conversation. I’d let those who had an interest in the metaphysical aspects of the UFO phenomenon tackle that subject. But most importantly, I had learned that my interest in Steinman’s affairs was really more about me and my interests. The UFO Crash At Aztec came along at a time that spoke to me on a certain level. It was a mystery that had been investigated by someone with a passion looking for answers. I related to Steinman on that point, and that point alone. I did not want to become embroiled in his views. That was the last time I communicated with him. It was then I made a pact with myself: As my research continued, there must be one major constant, one element that ensured I didn’t get sucked into a world like Steinman’s: Have fun!
What does fun have to do with anything written here? I know it sounds confusing and not related. To many, this story is irrelevant and of no consequence. And you are correct. But for me, and that is what this blog is about (my research), I knew that fun was the proper attitude for me to help keep grounded while digging into this extraordinary, confusing, and mystifying subject matter. By not taking myself too seriously, I knew I’d ask the correct questions, challenge the information, think for myself, and most importantly of all, not fall prey to blind faith, or belief systems.
Having fun was my mindset then, and still is today. Strange…but true.






