My brother had been listening to Art Bell since they both were young men. I have never been much of a night owl so I had never heard of him. When Bell starting exposing chemtrails my brother told my husband and I about it, I am fairly sure we rolled our eyes and changed the subject.
It was some ten years later that @longsilver and I happened to have a weekday off together. I don't remember why we were going to Boise but we were driving down the freeway and saw this overhead:
They were not military planes, nor were they commercial flights. They were plain, white jets. Moments after I snapped this they broke formation and fanned out, and we watched as they began to form a grid across the skies overhead. I wish I had snapped more photos but I am honestly surprised I thought to snap this one. (And frankly, stunned that after all these years I stumbled across it!)
We started paying attention after that and noticed that for many years they would spray during "bankers hours" so everyone was at work, and weekend skies were still blue and clear. Now there is a nearly constant haze in the valley, too often extending into our skies here in the mountains.
It would be several more years before we really "red-pilled" and began the long process of unlearning and relearning everything we thought we knew, but this was the exact moment that I first realized I might be a crazy conspiracy theorist. Looking back, I am very grateful that @longsilver was with me that day so we could begin the process together.
How and when did YOU wake up? Are you willing to share your story and have a little fun? Make a little SBD? Please check out the contest that doing this post inspired - "Flaunt Your Foil!" here:
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