“Several nights after his wallop on the head, Meng says he found himself floating above his bed. As his wife and daughter slept below, a 3-m-tall, six-fingered alien with braided fur on her legs straddled his waist. After 40 minutes of levitational copulation she departed through the wall, leaving Meng with a 5-cm mark on his thigh. A month later, he says, he was transported through the wall into a spaceship. Meng asked to see the woman with the braided fur. Impossible, they said. But they gave him hope. ‘In 60 years, on a distant planet,’ they said, ‘the son of a Chinese peasant will be born.’ Meng asked if he would ever see this child. He would. The aliens did not say where.” — Time (Asia)

When Supervert — the creator of PervScan, in case you hadn’t noticed — began to write its book Extraterrestrial Sex Fetish, it did a lot of research on the literature of alien visitations. When you look at this literature soberly, it’s hard to find a credible moment in any of it — and this guy Meng Zhaoguo is no exception. When you read his account, it’s pretty apparent that Meng suffered a hypnagogic episode, a kind of wakeful dream in the twilight mental state between consciousness and sleep. And yet, however obvious it may be, that hasn’t stopped him from becoming famous in China, kind of an Asian Whitley Strieber.

In part Meng’s fame is due to the fact that, in China, the Communist government represses religion but tolerates alienology as a “scientific” enterprise. People therefore give vent to their spiritual feelings by turning to aliens who, like God, are abstract, otherwordly, ultramundane. And when you combine that religiosity, that opium of the masses, with sex — well, that’s a potent marketing combination. You probably wouldn’t get famous if you claimed an ugly old alien greasemonkey came to earth and helped you fix the carburetor on your broken-down car. But if you claim to fuck a hot extraterrestrial nympho with long leg hair, you’re bound to get some attention — especially when you insinuate that she’s an extraterrestrial Virgin Mary who’s going to give birth to a child in sixty years. (What a gestation period!)

This is not to say that Meng doesn’t believe his own account, or that he’s just cynically making a name for himself with his alien love affair. But it is to say that people who claim to have had extraterrestrial sexcapades operate on the same principle as people who claim to have slept with a celebrity. By publicizing an intimate relationship with a movie star, you steal some of his fame for yourself. And so it is with aliens: you appropriate some of their cultural cachet every time you declare that extraterrestrials find you irresistible enough to travel the galaxy to fuck you in your bed.

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