Common sense refuses to accept the fact that in broad daylight, in calm, serene weather, somewhere from above, suddenly begins, sometimes not in the form of precipitation, but in violent foamy streams a scalding hot or scaldingly cold scarlet liquid pours out
As a rule, this frightening phenomenon is accompanied by the release of pieces of flesh or gruel. Both have a characteristic smell of fresh blood. It is greedily eaten by cats and cats, which, as you know, do not touch rotten meat, which indirectly indicates the biological origin of mysterious meteorological phenomena. The same is already directly confirmed by laboratory studies of mysterious fallouts, which have confirmed that sediments - blood, gruel and flesh, according to a stubborn pattern, have only the second group of human blood.
In particular, scientists from Peking University in 1998, after the rains of scarlet color that fell over the northern provinces of the PRC, after testing samples collected on the ground, came to exactly this conclusion.
It is a pity that not a word has been uttered about the heavenly miracle in the Celestial Empire since then.
The phenomenon, however, is not diverse, monotonous, identical in all countries. Therefore, in order to get an idea of it, let's look at the long-standing events in the United States and Russia, which is useful to do, because thanks to recent archival research, they have received a lot of interesting additions and clarifications.
America. North Carolina. The farm of retired cavalryman Thomas Clarkson in the vicinity of the town of Sampson. February 13, 1850. Cool afternoon. The family, not excluding small children, collects cow and horse dung in wheelbarrows, which are used for heating stoves. Suddenly, the silence is interrupted by a deafening sound from somewhere above. Children - a boy and two girls are scared. It seems to them that someone is firing a cannon directly at them. They run headlong to their father, who shouts: “Guns are beating from the sky. I don't know where they come from, but we'd better hide in the cellar! Mrs. Clarkson faints, because at first, sliding over her chest, three heavy pieces of bony meat fall on her, then she is literally flooded with thick and sticky blood. Neil Campbell, a neighbor, who works on his plot, also gets under a bloody shower, which lasted at least a minute or two.
We must pay tribute to his resourcefulness. While Mr. Clarkson was evacuating households, a neighbor, having determined that "brown-red water has hopelessly spoiled a pasture area of almost one hundred and fifty square meters," dragged a tub, collected heavenly trophies in it, not forgetting to drain the slurry dredged out of the pools there. When Mr. Clarkson returned dressed in clean clothes, the neighbors watched in amazement for more than an hour as the withered grass, foliage of trees and bushes were gaining a rich green color, as if there were no winter.
Pleased with amazement, the neighbors took the tub to the local doctor, Mr. Robert Gray, who immediately assured that it was blood with impurities of dirt.
To be faithful, Mr. Gray, having poured a weak solution of wine vinegar into a tub, made several preparations, and examined them under a microscope, assured that the neighbor's trophy was of purely biological origin.
Moreover, the cellular structure of the drugs is not animal, but human. The reaction of the newspapers, which prepared a number of publications in hot pursuit, was mixed. Some called the farmers "liars by conspiracy." Others saw the reasons for the loss of flesh and blood "in the executions through quartering, perpetrated by bandits right in the baskets of giant balloons."
Both, of course, do not correspond to the real state of affairs. This was confirmed by another American bloody mystery that unfolded years later, on February 25, 28, 30 in Catham County, on the ranch of Samuel Backworth, located relatively close to the possessions of Clarkson and Campbell. This time, under the hot, as boiling water, brown downpour fell backworth's sister, Miss Susanna. As she watched the workers harrow a freshly plowed field, she smelled a pungent smell of blood, "just like you get in a slaughterhouse."
It immediately rained, scarlet and dark red, soaking with what she took for blood, the girl's plush jacket, which along the way, like good paint, painted the fence of the cattle corral. The grass that was "literally washed away" became as fragile as glass. If they stepped on it, it crumbled into dust. Having heard from onlookers who attacked the ranches about frightening miracles, many perceived as harbingers of war or pestilence, a professor at the University of North Carolina, Francis Vanable, immediately went to the site and, with the consent of the owner of the farm, Mr. Backworth, took more than three hundred samples of soil, presumably soaked in blood. The samples were sent to Germany, to the University of Götingen, which at that time had the world's best biological and chemical laboratories.equipment and methods of which made it possible to easily identify human blood, exclude the fact that it was taken from an animal. Gatingham, who was a professor in the past with a gold medal, identified human blood in soil samples.
At that time they did not know how to determine the blood group. Communicating with representatives of the press, Francis Vanable gave them copies of the conclusion of his German colleagues, honestly admitting that, faced with the fact of heavenly bloodshed, he had no idea where the reservoir from which flowed came from behind the clouds. By the way, the incident in the vicinity of this farm, “when the blood poured and nothing fell,” is perhaps not the only one of its kind.
Similar miraculous events at the end of the 19th century took place in Rybinsk, more precisely on one of the berthing landing stages of the Volga River, which stretches along the city for twenty kilometers. Based on a survey carried out on September 14, 1891 by police investigator N. I. Morkovkin, an amazing picture emerges. The red liquid, smelling of blood, fell on the surface of the great Russian river "in abundant strips, and colored the water in the color of boiled beets, which was witnessed by people who were waiting for the arrival of the steamer." One of the passengers, a pharmacist at the local pharmacy, G. S. Porokhov, insisted on taking water samples to determine the chemical composition of the dye. This is where what happened. As soon as the water touched the inner surface of the galvanized bucket, it instantly changed color from dark red to milky white. Interrogator Morkovkin, however,ignoring color metamorphoses, he persistently identifies the sediments as "natural, and fresh blood, the smell of which could not be confused with anything else, fifty sober interviewees who were on the deck of the landing stage."
A day later, another police officer, K. P. The tax collector was already dealing with the city's bloody rain, when the red liquid stained the clothes of passers-by and was not washed off during washing. In addition, in contact with open areas of the body, the liquid burned painfully. The tax collector suggested that the poisonous brown sediments were most likely brought in the clouds "from the pipes of the dye factory." Even so, aniline and other paints never smell like blood.
The eminent naturalist Vladimir Ivanovich Vernadsky was interested in the heavenly emissions of flesh and blood in the twenties of the last century, who linked the phenomenon with one of the planet's responses to the harmful aspects of the moral and technological activities of civilization. This hypothesis has many supporters.
Alexander VOLODEV
"UFO" No. 5 2010