Goats: The Men Who Stare At

The Men Who Stare at Goats didn't learn how to walk through walls. But they did teach us something vital: when the world's most powerful military starts chasing magic, the civilians—and the goats—better run. The Men Who Stare at Goats is a tragicomedy of good intentions, wasted tax dollars, and the strange, permeable membrane between the counterculture and the military-industrial complex. It is proof that the truth is not only stranger than fiction—sometimes, it wears combat boots and a rainbow headband.

But then the goat got up. It had fainted. The same thing happened again. And again. They realized: the goat was tiring of the bright studio lights. It wasn't psychic murder; it was animal exhaustion. The Men Who Stare At Goats

Jon Ronson, who tracked down Channon, Stubblebine, and the surviving goat-staring veterans, concluded that the men themselves were not villains. Jim Channon was a sweet, deluded hippie in uniform. Stubblebine was a broken man, divorced and isolated, still trying to find the door in the wall. The Men Who Stare at Goats didn't learn

This wasn't a sci-fi novel. It was a formal military briefing. To the astonishment of rational officers, the Army brass didn't laugh Channon out of the Pentagon. They funded it. The unit was known as the "Remote Viewing" program, later codenamed Project Stargate , based out of Fort Bragg, North Carolina. It is proof that the truth is not