The giveaway, as usual, is the narcissism. The comedian Dennis Miller nailed it: 'Only man is a narcissistic enough species to think that a highly evolved alien life force would travel across billions and billions of light-years--a group of aliens so intelligent, so insouciant, so utterly above it all, they feel no need whatsoever to equip their spacecraft with windows so that they can gaze out on all that celestial beauty--but then immediately upon landing, their first impulse is to get in some hick's ass with a flashlight.'
What do people really want when they think about UFOs? What are they yearning for at the thought of something extraterrestrial? Why, they want something bigger than themselves. They want to know that, in the entire, wild, extraordinary Kosmos, there is something other than their meager egos.
Well, there is.