I took this yesterday, driving home from Pittsburgh. January 12; that’s pretty much “the dead of winter” around here.
I took this yesterday, driving home from Pittsburgh. January 12; that’s pretty much “the dead of winter” around here.
I’ve been getting a creeping sensation about this for a while, now, and I’m not at all surprised that other commentators are noticing, too.
Stop the presses!
This is one of those Trump real estate deals: The Japanese Government buys an island and lets the US Navy have it.
Every morning I wake up and ask out loud, “did Trump resign last night?”
That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange aeons even death may die.
There was a great moment in Woody Allen’s Bananas, in which the US is intervening in a CIA-sponsored “revolution” in a central american “banana republic” – the viewpoint switches to a bunch of US Army commandos in a C-130 getting ready to parachute down to overthrow the government: “The CIA has guys on the other side, so no matter who wins we’re on the winning side.”
There has been some sloppy talk about Turkey holding US nukes “hostage.” It’s not quite that bad, but the situation definitely sucks.
The different branches of the US military act as though they are in a war with eachother. Which, in a sense, they are – over budget. “Over budget” is an unfortunate phrase to deploy in any posting about the armed services, but let’s roll with it.
Military technology has a short life-span; anyone who has an advantage immediately becomes a target for spies and scientists trying to figure out what makes it tick. And archeology shows us that military technology breakthroughs spread extremely rapidly, because they are a matter of literal life and death.