http://dissociatedpress.com/2011/11/f-16s-and-football/ Fri, 04 Jul 2014 04:16:49 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://dissociatedpress.com/2011/11/f-16s-and-football/#comment-3942 admin Sat, 19 Nov 2011 22:37:50 +0000 http://dissociatedpress.com/?p=3356#comment-3942 Today I was trying to think of word that means "your belief that you are not naive proves you are", because the most common kind of comment I see in support of military craft flying around like this is something like "Well maybe if you understood how important these jets and their pilots are to national security, you wouldn't be against our brave fighting men like you are". Which to me is about as fucktardedly "enlightened" as someone can get. Today I was trying to think of word that means “your belief that you are not naive proves you are”, because the most common kind of comment I see in support of military craft flying around like this is something like “Well maybe if you understood how important these jets and their pilots are to national security, you wouldn’t be against our brave fighting men like you are”. Which to me is about as fucktardedly “enlightened” as someone can get.

]]> http://dissociatedpress.com/2011/11/f-16s-and-football/#comment-3941 Stella Sat, 19 Nov 2011 20:51:16 +0000 http://dissociatedpress.com/?p=3356#comment-3941 I HATE the fly-overs. I saw yesterdays and todays. Every time I see this I get a visceral, sick, feeling. I immediately think of what it must feel like to live somewhere where this is an, all the time, event and where one doesn't know if self, or a loved one, is going to die this time. It's like in the movie "Light Years" when suddenly the dark, inorganic, war machine appears and you know that nothing good can come of this. And then I get sickened all over again when I read the comments from the people that get a hard-on from it... I HATE the fly-overs. I saw yesterdays and todays. Every time I see this I get a visceral, sick, feeling. I immediately think of what it must feel like to live somewhere where this is an, all the time, event and where one doesn’t know if self, or a loved one, is going to die this time.
It’s like in the movie “Light Years” when suddenly the dark, inorganic, war machine appears and you know that nothing good can come of this.
And then I get sickened all over again when I read the comments from the people that get a hard-on from it…

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