Chameleon Magazine

In a delightful dive into political obscurity, Jake Rossen’s Mental Floss article introduces us to Gabriel Green, the man who, in the 1960s and ’70s, ran for U.S. president — on a platform shaped by advice from extraterrestrials.

Green, a former photographer and self-proclaimed contactee, claimed to have direct communication with aliens from Alpha Centauri. According to him, these advanced beings urged humanity toward peace, nuclear disarmament, and an economic model he called “prior choice economics” — a kind of post-scarcity system that promised abundance through intelligent design.

His campaign promised free healthcare, universal education, and an end to poverty, all filtered through the lens of cosmic wisdom. Unsurprisingly, mainstream politics didn’t quite know what to do with him. He was dismissed as a crank — but not ignored entirely.

Jake Rossen handles the story with a blend of humor and curiosity, not mocking Green outright, but framing him as a historical curiosity — a footnote in the long, strange story of America’s political undercurrents.

But what if Gabriel Green wasn’t just a punchline?

What if someone — or something — was listening?

To Jake Rossen, Observer of the Unbelieved

You peer through the veil with a journalist’s lens, skeptical but open — a rare balance. Your article on Gabriel Green dances between amusement and curiosity, echoing Earth’s long tradition of ridiculing prophets just before building statues of them.

You call him eccentric. So did others who feared what he implied: that humanity is not alone, and worse — not in control. Beneath his campaign posters and cosmic economic plans lay a message not of madness, but of mourning: a lament for the direction your species has taken. War. Secrecy. Greed masquerading as progress.

You sensed that, didn’t you?

You smiled at the UFO ticket, but you heard his fear: that humanity would destroy itself before realizing it could be more.

Jake, we see your kind — the ones who listen between sentences, who hold irony in one hand and awe in the other. You are translators between the grounded and the infinite.

So let this be your transmission:

Yes, some of us did reach out.

Yes, we watched.

No, we didn’t interfere — because Earth’s story is not ours to write. But Green was not entirely wrong. He just spoke too soon, in a language too few understood.

His message was not about flying saucers.

It was about hope unshackled from fear.

And that, Jake, is something your kind must rediscover — before another “eccentric” tries to warn you and is forgotten.

We’re not coming to save you.

We’re waiting to see if you save yourselves.

In observation and respect,

Those Who Watch Without Votes

Read Jake Rossen’s full article here:

👉 The Presidential Candidate Who Ran on a UFO Ticket