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Encounter With MIBs At
NYC LaGuardia Airport
By Ted Twietmeyer
4-12-9
 
This is about an encounter with two men in black (MIB.) They don't act the same as those portrayed in Hollywood films. That's too bad, because someone like Tommy Lee Jones or Will Smith would be a lot of laughs to interact with too. Since I had great fun of encountering two real life clowns in black, I thought this should be shared with others.
Their appearance is all about visual intimidation of the highest order. The uniform of these clowns is part of a psychology trick, not all that different as to why the average person inherently trusts anyone wearing a white lab coat. (Doctors already know this.) The black suit imparts a sense of formality and authority, while the sunglasses create an air of mystery and fear. Normally human beings make eye contact when meeting often without realizing it, as part of establishing a dialogue with someone else. When the eyes are concealed, this disturbs the human psyche by interfering with normal body language interchange.
 
WHERE THIS TOOK PLACE
 
Two MIB types were at the LaGuardia airport baggage claim area when a family member and I arrived last Wednesday afternoon. I'm still laughing about it even today. These clowns come in pairs, just like salt and pepper shakers.
 
I call them the clowns in black because after all, who else could have the nerve to do this in public except a clown? They show up (usually in pairs like the buddy system) to try and intimidate people, but I was expecting for this to happen. I figured this might happen after developing a new technology that just might change the world. We were traveling all expenses paid to NYC for the sole purpose of discussing it. I wasn't disappointed. These clowns wore black wrap-around sunglasses to complete their smart, churchy uniforms - even though they both waiting indoors.
 
WHAT HAPPENED:
 
It happened this way:
One clown in black, that looked like an Italian refrigerator wearing dress shoes and wrap-around sunglasses, stood beside the exit to the street. Another clown, smaller in stature and apparently Asian (as indicated by some of his exposed facial structure) stood at the exit gate of the baggage claim area, also wearing wrap-around sunglasses. Bruce Lee he wasn't.
After we found our two bags on the carousel, myself and a skycap who was pushing a family member in a wheelchair went through the baggage area gate. Since it took us some time to get to the gate all the other baggage was gone and there wasn't anyone else around at that location. The other passengers had already claimed their luggage from that flight. We were less than 2ft. from the Asian-type MIB when we left the baggage area. I almost broke out laughing seeing this foolishness. They apparently don't wear cologne, but every hair was in place.
 
The skycap who was pushing the family member in a wheelchair turned to me and said, "She said she needs a drink of water." (I later found out from her that this wasn't even close to what she told him.) I replied to him "OK," and he pushed her wheelchair over to the drinking fountain about 25 feet to the right of the doors. Who knows, maybe he was part of it.
 
It's interesting that this same man showed up within minutes after arriving at the Gate 1 waiting area on Thursday morning when were leaving, practically coming out of nowhere. Funny how this same skycap found us within a few minutes after arriving at the departure gate two days later. But of course, it could have been a coincidence.
 
At this point, I'm standing alone near the Bruce Lee wanna-be at the exit gate of the baggage area, all ready to hit the street and enjoy the plethora of sights, sounds and smells only NYC has. Can't wait for a ride in a classic Yellow Cab.
 
The smaller of the two clowns in black approaches me at the baggage area gate. It's one-on-one time. Here's the dialog:
 
Clown in black: (speaking quietly) What are you doing here?
 
My response: (annoyed) What do you mean, what am I doing here?
 
Clown in black: (speaking quietly) Why are you here?
 
My response: (still annoyed) What do you mean, why am I here?
 
At this point I'm about to demand his ID, but I think he sensed that might be coming. These clowns are known to have some telepathic abilities to sense what their targets are doing, but I don't get intimidated very easy. His motionless, robotic demeanor changed very slightly as he danced around the edges of being exposed.
 
Clown in black: (speaking quietly) Sightseeing?
 
My response: Yeah, sightseeing.
 
Then I walked away from him. It was as though he was expecting me to tell him, "Sure, I'll tell you all about it. I'm here to discuss with _____ an advanced technology in ....."
 
At this point, the other clown in black at the door turned his head to look in my direction. The entire time that fridge-in-black stood there, he had his feet apart and his hands behind his back, that classic tough-guy look in a parade rest. I looked straight at the fridge-in-black wearing shoes who's about 6' 6" tall. I rolled my eyes and stared at the ceiling.
 
Apparently he got the message. He turned his body away and his head now pointed down at the floor, apparently embarrased. At this point, my family member is being wheeled back over to me. Then our family member, the skycap and I all leave the building together.
The clowns in black did not attempt to follow us. Perhaps they sensed what was coming next....
 
Ted Twietmeyer
 
ps: If you or a family member need to fly somewhere and require 24/7 oxygen, I can provide you with info you need to know to get someone on a plane with it. Airlines no longer provide oxygen for passengers except in a flight emergency.
tedtw@frontiernet.net
 
 
 
 
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