Welcome
Fellow Extraterrestrial Visitors
from Galactic Command

The Official Galactic Commonwealth
 Resource & Support  Website For  Extraterrestrial Alien Beings Stationed On Earth

Once again, a very warm welcome to both our regulars, as well as new visitors. By "both our regulars," I'm, naturally, not saying that we only have two actual regulars (LOL!).

 

Actually, we only have one. His name is Steve, & he's from YabbaDabba V in the Goober Cluster.

 

Speaking of the "Goober Cluster," you'll be happy to know that, for the most part, the majority of the "cease & desist," so-called trademark infringement action that has been dogging our Web site of late has been resolved. Happily, we can report that all but one case against us has proved to have little merit. As for that one holdout— Well, lets just say it certainly surprised the hell out of us to learn that, yes, Disney does indeed own the trademark rights to the word "Intergalactic!" We negotiated the best settlement possible. But it's difficult to celebrate a decision that calls for us to pay 25 cents every time we print, or even say, the term "intergalactic." And by "us," I am, of course, referring to you too— & all our fellow off-worlders as well. Bum deal!

 

Now, to quickly touch on a vicious rumor that is currently sweeping Internet sites about us. You probably already know what I'm talking about. It concerns reports purporting to have come from unnamed sources within the defense department. These sources allegedly claim that we intergalactic ("Ka-CHING!") visitors are not really from off-world, but are actually deluded test subjects from a vast '80s-era Soviet brainwashing experiment gone awry.

 

Apparently, so the stories go, the experiment was part of a larger Soviet plot to undermine British worldwide domination in the field of comedy. Of course, this is absolute nonsense. I mean, for every Monty Python, the Americans have their Firesign Theatre, Mr. Show, Seinfeld, Homer Simpson— The list goes on & on.

 

But what about Benny Hill, you say? Please! Top-heavy young women; Head-slapping a bald man; Fast-forwarded chase scenes— Basically three jokes, over & over & over, show after show, year after year!

 

Well, okay… You're right. We'll give them Benny Hill.

Until next time--

Roman Cabana
Roman Cabana

Intergalactic (Damn!) Commander.