"Ummo Letter 1067"

Mr. D. Ignacio Darnaude xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 41004 Seville Spain (S-E43-1) Dear friend, Since my generous confession made many years ago (around fifteen, if my memory serves me right), in which I self-accused (Translator’s note: sic) myself of being the author of the (H)UMMO affair, (Translator’s remark: The word "Humo" with an H means "smoke" in Spanish. Pena often said he chose the name UMMO for this affair because it referred to that word smoke, thus indicating that this whole affair was just a vast smoke screen) I must now complete it, after a prudent lapse of time, out of friendship for the dear friends I have inevitably cultivated and for those to whom I now wish to be completely honest. I could have profited from the "affair," and proof of my good faith is that I did not, although I must acknowledge that the professors behaved very generously towards me financially. It is you whom I have chosen to complete my self-confession because, besides considering you an honest man and a friend, I must regard your work on the ummocat as exceptionally accurate. The ummo affair, as it was clumsily called by the shoddy “UFO journalists,” was indeed my work, but not in its entirety. Writings such as the "Ummowoa," "The War in Iraq," the "waam-waam," the biology report by the prematurely deceased Alicia, and letters after 1988, including those from my admirers (although naïve) French neighbors, WERE NOT MADE BY ME (1). They imitated, it’s true, my style but, upon examination, they were mere imitations by some prankster(s), whose identity remains unknown to me to this day. I had some foreign collaborators who were those sending me letters from distant points on the globe... Names? I am only authorized to give you a few: Vicente Ortuno (deceased), Norman West, John Child, Mr. Carrascosa, Alberto Borras, T. Pastrami, Sean O'Connelly (deceased), Iker J. (who has had so much success thanks to me). 29/04/18 I acknowledge that I have succeeded in instilling my knowledge through the (fictitious) person of Jhon (Ed. note: sic. Apparently Pena can no longer spell John correctly, the alias he has nonetheless chosen) AXEE. The solid culture that I have managed to accumulate in my brain year after year has also manifested itself here. (I humbly ask for forgiveness for my excesses regarding Jhon (Ed. note: sic) axee, my correspondents demanded this forgiveness from me, which as a practicing Catholic, I deliver with anointment). I have actually kept the best part of the story to myself, details that, for reasons of my own, I now wish to externalize, in the face of so much folly from so many people as there have been. Did these counterfeiters really think I would sit idly by while my genius was usurped without saying a word?... I repeat, I did not enrich myself excessively with this story, it was merely an experience in the name of Science, and for the good of Humanity, supported, indeed, by a powerful foreign group whose identity you can guess. I prefer a written confession in this case, for the obvious reasons that you close the ummo catalog cycle with a golden brooch. Moreover, this is what my correspondents demand from me. However, the existence of the cited bastard texts compels me (Ed. note: sic) at these levels, to denounce those who, protected by anonymity, abused my work by writing false texts, which, yes, are inspired by my original work. Take note: Two American citizens named Doctor Jonathan F. Mac Guirre (+) and his assistant Professor Arnold J. Lebotski, who worked for an Official Organization, contacted me many years ago, in Alicante, and asked me to help them carry out a sociological experiment for the good of Western Culture. Given my militant anti-communism, still very strong at that time, I agreed, and they rewarded me in such a way that even today I live from this remuneration which, for obvious reasons, I have managed to hide from the voracity of the Perception Agency (Finance) which now, for the mockery of the stupid democracy established, CAN DO NOTHING AGAINST ME due to lapse of action, since they are soulless sheep and I a rational being who knows how to measure the times and minds. My salary, at that time, although decent, did not allow for much. They always paid me in dollar bills (the $ was then around sixty pesetas), and I, bill by bill, would exchange them at the branches in Alicante, Madrid, and Albacete. In return, all I had to do was invent a world of imagination (albeit inspired by their suggestions), and spread it with total freedom among my friends and acquaintances. I also sometimes employed, as an independent scientist, chance, by writing to people I did not know and who were picked from the phone book. From the Spanish National Company (CNTE). My imagination and solid scientific knowledge did the rest. The surplus is known history. So far my confession. I hereby authorize you to disseminate it moderately, always inspired as you are by the good faith you hold. I know that, as a good and docile man you are, you will obey me. Nothing more, dear friend, receive and transmit to our good and gullible friends this new contribution of mine to the fate of people. A heartfelt embrace from your friend, 1066 / 1373 29/04/18 (S-E43-2) (1) ..and a few others, of even worse quality, which now I don’t even remember. PS: I will deny (to you first) having made this writing. I trust your honesty not to disclose it, except in the ummocat, and with reservations. My phone and my mail are being monitored by “them” and others... 1067 / 1373