Longtime UK journalist was a walking exemplar of human gullibility. He is the most unreliable of unreliable narrators. There is no seed of possibility from which he cannot grow kudzu-like growths of ergo propter hoc. His first books were straightforward; Mysteries of the Great War is an excellent anecdotal account which includes unsettling information including information that Paths of Glory style executions were more the rule than the exception, in France. After the war, he became interested in secret cities of old South America, sea serpents, “devil trees”, and, naturally, flying saucers. His books on that subject are two of the most delirious, and delightful, ever written. He is one of the greatest fans of the exclamation point ever.
“What are these strange rays beamed out towards the earth by our Moon? Are these harmful to flying-saucer and space-ship entities? If so, have they devised means to insulate themselves against this harmful radiation? It seems likely that they have!”
