Welcome to the Atari Landfill Revealed Project!

(Please Note: Some people have called this out and complained... I apologize for the grammar and spelling. It is a result of severe dyslexia. This may result in odd phrasings, strange or missing word use, and missing letters in words. Because what I think and read versus what I type can be very different. Granted you readers have no way of knowing that, so I try to correct as much as is called out. See my other article about dyslexia myths and truths. Also, Welcome Digg! I guess this article has a page going there because my friend Jonas Dugg it.)

Site News! New sections added. Section 7 detailing an ironically humorous link to the Roswell Incident of 1947 and Section 8 with some new updates and pictures.

Site News! The missing reporter, M.E. McQuiddy has been found by a reader of the site. She passed away earlier this year. I posted her obituary in Section 3 with her articles.

Remember the Atari 2600? The countless hours spent as a kid playing the poor thing to death? How about Pac-Man? Defender? Or maybe horrid Vietnam style flash backs of falling endlessly into a pit and losing all your Reese's Pieces™ energy in the mental torture of E.T. The Extra Terrestrial? (Say... now that your older, would you like a stiff drink to wash away that memory?)

If you do this story's for you, and only you! Why? Because today's hyped up super-uber playstation-loving mega jaded graphics obsessed teenagers just can't understand a tragedy, a blessing, downright confusion, and a strange faux pas of a story. (I linked that to wikipedia to assist in a definition, since I damn near had to call a college professor for a strong enough word.)

This story starts at the start of the great video game crash, where the market was bombed with countless pieces of crap games (like when Atari released the shit pile that was E.T and paid 22 million dollars for the rights to do so). This all starts with the urban legend that has haunted geeks and dumbfounded classic video game fans; these are the events of September 25th, 1983 in little town in New Mexico.

What now has become stuff of urban legend (and many people doubting the event even happened), Atari Inc. sent a reported 10 to 20 semi trucks loaded to brim with unsold/returned Atari game carts, unsold Atari consoles, and countless other related hardware from it's El Paso warehouse. Where was it's destination? The answer, Alamogordo, New Mexico. Where as the story goes, the trucks were emptied into the local landfill and the Atari materials had concrete poured on top of them. Where they remain buried to this day.

 

Part 1. The Atari Factor - State of Atari in 1983 and the Great Video Game crash.

Part 2. The Digital Roswell - Everything you needed to know about Alamogordo, New Mexico. Ironicly just 50 miles from Roswell.

Part 3. Atari's D-Day (release delayed to 9/25) - Atari's Dumping D-Day. Key players, and news reports from 1983.

Part 4. The Atari Landfill Revealed - The search today, with all he evidance, photo mash-up, videos, my personal "glove that fits" eyewitness interview, and the location of the final burial site.

Part 5. About Me, the Digital-Madman, and the The Atari Landfill Revealed Project

Part 6. Site News. The Atari Landfill has been posted all over the net! Read my thank you here and links to those sites.

Part 7. The Roswell Connection - New information (obtained in December 2006) adds a strange and ironic connection to the famous 1947 UFO case in Roswell, NM.

Part 8. Updates, Stories, and more Pictures - As this article has been published on an increasing number of websites, more email with stories and pictures have been flooding in. Here I present the new updates and some fun information.

Fact or Fiction?

That, my dear readers, is the point of this project. I've done exhaustive research. Read forums. Wrote e-mails. Contacted many people. Read enough friend of a friend who knew someone through six degrees of Kevin Bacon stories to want to kill myself.

To borrow and butcher a quote from the news reporter Edward R. Murrow. I have gone far, interviewed many, terrorized some. Yet on one thing I remained consistent. To prove or debunk this story. Ladies and Gentlemen, I have done just that and I didn't stop until I had a reliable eye witness to the event and a mountain of verifiable evidence.

So here I present the facts, fiction, friend of a friend who knew someone through six degrees of Kevin Bacon stories, and the eye witness accounts to hereby prove that it happened.

Provided at the left are links to the aspects of the story. These are presented in order and I highly recommend reading them in that order. I have provided links at the bottom of each section to continue on and a master list of links here.

Please enjoy!

 

 


A personal note:
You may have noticed that this website contains no ads. So let me get my soap box out and go on a minor rant. This site contains no ads, and will never contain ads. Why you may ask? I remember being on the Internet in the "early times", which is the dark ages for most young people, when I was happy to have a 486DX2 66 and used trumpet winsock to connect to the internet while having a 14.4kbps modem (that meant you had the fastest machine in town). Call me old, but when I first ventured onto the Internet it was an information tool, not an interactive billboard. I prefer it this way, and I think its sad that most kids now live in the corporate iPod and playstation mindset and accept this advertising onslaught with open arms... mostly because they never experienced life without constant ads. I for one want to see the Internet as it was supposed to be, an information resource and a place to share ideas freely. Sadly though... Its a dream that can never be... but I will stick to my ideals in a advertisement free site. Time to put the soap box away.

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