He was an engineer, it was his responsibility to retro-engineer the saucer and its components, to find out how it could do what it had done.
Unhappie Perſea, that in former age
Haſt bene the ſeat of mightie Conquerors,
That in their proweſſe and their pollicies,
Have triumpht ouer Affrike, and the bounds
Of Europe, where the Sun dares ſcarce appeare, […]
This Lamp moreover stands on the Foot of an Eagle or Hawk, thereby, says Kircher, to represent how Typhon’s destructive and flagrating Power lying hid in the Sun, was made more temperate by a Humour which Silenus, the Page of the aforesaid Bacchus, had the Command of
Nothing at all is recallable of the journey into Tokyo, and to the Tokyo Hilton Hotel – no sounds feudally romantic (the noodle-seller's flute, for example, which tootles atrabiliously in every book about Japan), no exotic sights or odours, no flashes of insight, no pricking of the thumbs.
