Simulation Theory vs Aliens

There is a conflict between Aliens and Simulated Reality

Fermi’s Paradox is no problem in a simulation because the program did not include Aliens. And no Aliens will increase the odds that we are alone in our Simulation.

On the other hand, if Aliens start popping up for real, we are probably not living in a simulation. So far, no Aliens, but there is perhaps a government plot to make us believe in them.

Imagine a massive computer complex in the future from where you explore endless worlds and repeatedly live an entire life anywhere and at any time of your choosing.

Here’s the Prolog from that story of BASE: The Edge of Reality where the famous physics professor Richard Feynman admits to the misinformation plot about Aliens. This Prolog is based on true events.

PROLOG

“Let me get this straight; you picked the locks on the filing cabinets belonging to the other scientists working on the Manhattan Project?” James paraphrased in disbelief.

“I like cracking locks,” the Professor said. “So what?”

“Nothing, I guess, but did the thought of treason ever cross your mind?”

“The only spy on our team was a Russian named Emil Julius Klaus Fuchs. How do you suppose they caught him?”

“Well, it’s starting to sound like — ”

“Forget about that,” the Professor interrupted. “I just wanted to tell you about the flying saucers.”

James cherished the one-on-one conversations with his famous, inspirational, and profoundly eccentric Caltech physics professor. I’m talking with one of the most famous physicists in the world, a Nobel Prize winner, and he wants to tell me about flying saucers? “To be honest, Professor, I’m keen on the Manhattan Project and how they built it.”

“Okay, some other time then. I thought you might be interested to know that there are no flying saucers. I was bored, so I looked in Oppenheimer’s and Bethe’s filing cabinets. The security at that place was pathetic.” The Professor turned and walked from the empty classroom toward the exit, hiding the smile on his face.

He’s just leaving? But — “Wait! That’s it? Are you talking about Robert Oppenheimer? Did you discover something in his files? He was the team leader of the Manhattan Project. What does that have to do with flying saucers?”

The Professor turned back, unable to control his laughter.

“Oh, I get it,” James said. “Another one of your pranks. You got me that time, Professor.”

Professor Richard Feynman once embarrassed James by complimenting him in front of the entire class. For an ordinarily critical professor, it was an unusual moment. He explained that James exhibited a rare combination of common sense, uncanny intuition, and a quick understanding of anything technical. With any other professor, James would have accepted the compliment with a simple thank you, but James slumped in his seat when Feynman called him a “young da Vinci.”

“You think this is a prank? You’re so animated when you’re curious,” said Professor Feynman.

“You have a way of stirring my curiosity,” James said.

“I believe that’s my job. Now, if you’ll be patient, I’ll explain. You see, way back in the 1940s, when I was young and working on a fission yield calculation for the bomb, I stumbled onto a plan by the government to implement a UFO disinformation strategy. Think about it, James — atomic bombs, high-flying planes, secret projects; those were dramatic times. The government decided to blame much of the secrecy and strange events on visitors from other worlds, and they’ve been doing it ever since. It’s all just basic reverse psychology.”

“So, you think all this hype about UFO cover-ups by the government is what they wanted people to think? They intentionally planted a seed of doubt to make people believe they were hiding information about UFO sightings?”

“Yep. Pretty cool, huh?”

“Professor, this is historic! How many people have you told?”

“Well, let’s see. Including you, that would be one.”

“I’m the only person you’ve ever told? But why?”

“This is not the kind of thing people like to believe about their own government — and it has served a purpose. But I’m curious to know what you think. You have a way of picking up on things that others miss. So what do you think? Is this a prank or just the rambling of a conspiracy nut?”

“Well, just offhand, I’d say neither. It’s about energy and defense.”

“Oh? Care to elaborate?” the Professor asked as he sat on the edge of a desk and folded his arms.

“On a need-to-know basis, some of these scientists would be part of the in-crowd. You, on the other hand, were just a junior physicist, a curious young man who happened to be in the right place at the right time.”

“Or the wrong place at the right time,” the Professor said. “I’m guessing your reasoning goes deeper, as usual.”

“A little deeper, Professor. I know that Oppenheimer was rumored to be part of a super-secret Operation Majestic project assembled for exploiting information recovered from alien technology. I found that an interesting coincidence. It makes perfect sense, though; aliens hanging around checking up on Earth as we move into the atomic era.”

“I suspected from your comments in class that you have considerable knowledge on this subject. Are you one of the UFO believers? You seem to enjoy arguing both sides of everything; I can never tell what your personal views are. But I enjoy your metaphors.”

James’ laugh echoed in the empty room. “No, Professor, I’m pretty agnostic on the subject.”

“Ah, we are getting somewhere then. What’s the basis of your doubts?”

“That’s easy, Professor. If there was actual alien evidence, then why hide it? The story would be too big and the real data too hard to confine. It’s not about aliens; it’s about human nature. Would you have remained quiet had you known of solid alien evidence? Besides, aliens smart enough to travel light years just to check up on us are not likely to let themselves get caught. I’m guessing Majestic was part of the disinformation plan. Am I right?”

“More than right,” the Professor said with a wink. “All that I’ve told you is absolutely true. James, you are my most unconventional student — by far. You remind me of myself. No, I take that back. You are weirder than I ever was.”

“Compliment accepted,” James said with a wide smile.

“Promise me you’ll never change.” The Professor stood to leave the room again. “I’ve taught other students more academically talented, but you have the real gift, son — the right stuff. What a life’s journey you’re in for.”