Thank you Lucian. I can’t stand seeing Trump’s face anymore. I think I may move to a more sane country that is warm and English speaking. I looked into Bermuda. They don’t want us.
I love Victoria, but really, Canada is hard to get a permanent residency visa for without wealth or connections or a job. Six months out of the year, sure, you can stay on a tourist visa, but after that, you're on your own. Need to find another hang-out for half the year.
That's the thing -- Americans who always get fed up and declare, "I'm moving to So-and-So a Place!" rarely understand how difficult it is to really pick up stakes and emigrate. I've researched this. It's NOT easy! For one thing, not many English-speaking countries want to let you in as permanent residents; and when you look at non-English-speaking countries, the list shrinks again, and where do you really want to live, eh? What will you accept? Many places only want wealthy folks, others are dubious prospects, and always you face the sheer expense of international moving and the complications of visas, banking, housing, electricity standards, appliance PLUGS, pets, just this cacophony of demands. It's not for the squeamish, the destitute, or the low-energy.
I hear you. Not particularly proud of this but I went to Montreal for one week in 1968 when I got a draft notice. After the reality of that decision settled in I returned to NYC for induction into the Army. As my daughter is fond of saying “bad choices make for great stories”.
I would have been very proud to announce that particular decision. I had a few friends who were actively (and dangerously) involved in that whole deserter underground railroad thing. I envied their guts, and still do.
Kozmo, In 2009 my Indian husband and I moved from New York to Delhi, India. We bought a flat with my inheritance, and a new chapter in our lives began. Everything you say is exactly how it happened. I now live here in western India, divorced, and have built a farmhouse with a local family. It has been a huge challenge, and I am now 74. My last years will be spent here. I am grateful for everything.
That is a wonderful story -- I applaud your pluck, and your resourcefulness, and stamina! I have friends here in WI that hail from Maharashtra. Jai Hind!
a few years back, I googled places where you could get a passport for very little hassle. the only one I remember now is Portugal. and, unless my memory is playing its increasingly frequent tricks on me, possibly Poland (isn't Poland fucked up now?). anyone with a direct Irish ancester can put in successfully for an Irish passport, which of course leads to a European passport. about thirty-some years ago, we investigated the UK (with the help of a radical Labour MP who was the friend of a friend) and it turned out it was something of a nightmare. it would have been easier if either one of us had had jobs they badly needed there, but they have plenty of social workers and Rochelle being an unemployed opera singer hardly helped (she was an editor as well, but they have plenty of THOSE).
so yeah, it's not so easy. and I don't have another big move in me, as I'm still just about recovered from the last one, which was in 1988. I don't like moving.
Moving just within the USA is difficult, yes, we just spent two years in the process (had a rental way station between houses) and still aren't all the way unpacked or re-organized/fully functional. We'd need to seriously downsize before leaving the country. I do hear good things about Portugal and have some friends who've been investigating this seriously. It would help to know some of the language! The "Right of Return" for Irish or Canadian residency only goes back two generations, I believe. The Uk only allows for three (?) month stays on a tourist passport stamp and you have to earn something like 100K a year to apply for a permenent residency -- each, no bundling for couples. Most of the English-speaking Commonwealth is tremendously hard for US citizens to retire to or legally live in long-term. You really need a *lot* of money on hand or as income, or a family or marriage connection, or a job, or something along those lines.
The flip side of this is getting fed up with [INSERT NAME OF MISCREANT] and swearing that s/he should be exiled/deported to [INSERT NAME OF COUNTRY OR PLANET]. Being opposed to dumping toxic waste in other people's yards, whether I know those people or not, I don't like the idea of inflicting our dreck on other countries or even on outer space. At some point we, collectively at least, have to make do with where we are and what we've got.
I’ve been to Bermuda several times. When I was there only residents could drive a car(right hand drive) hence the proliferation of rented mopeds(hence, after a ten minute training, numerous tourists walking around wearing casts). As I recall you can only visit Bermuda for two weeks but up to one year maximum if you have a work permit. I offered to serve in their military to earn citizenship but they don’t have an army and otherwise they have no use for a 78 year old Vietnam War veteran. So rude!
Nope. Fingers held one brow in place while forehead muscles raised the other. In effect, it was my intro to yoga—unnatural at first, then one day it just worked. Now I could take my place as a cool fictional character.
Those T-shirts will make us nostalgic for red MAGAt hats (no images). Dunno what the legal situation is with using public domain images of public figures for political purposes, but the T-shirts will beg an antidote like a counterpart T-shirt Inmate No. P01135809 stamped with an overall ban symbol (the circle with a slash). Or UNWANTED label.
ABSOLUTELY. they DO both tend to make the same mistakes over and over, but TFF hasn't fallen off any cliffs or singed his whiskers in dynamite explosions. yet.
As a veteran of almost two years in the Vietnam War, my initial reaction to guys who went to Canada or Sweden was very negative. In 1969 as a civilian, my wife, a Swede, and I went to Sweden and interviewed numerous deserters. My intention was to write an article for the Chicago Tribune as a free-lancer. However, we came away from these interviews feeling I could not write their story without making them look pathetic beyond reason. Sweden, contrary to what most believe, treated them like dirt. The police constantly harassed them. Most of them were drug users and just lost. So, I threw away the interview tapes and left them alone in their misery.
Months later I started a business. I had a leather goods supplier who stopped supplying me. A talented guy, I wanted his product. When he stopped supplying me, I went to his workshop. A note was on the door: "Drafted. Gone to Canada".
These deserters and draft-dodgers I now have great respect for. They gave up everything, leaving family, friends, and reputation; huge sacrifices. They just didn't have money and connections.
Who I truly detest are those who used their family's connections and money to get medical deferments (Trump) or into the never called upon National Guard (GWB) or weasels like Dick Cheney who despite flunking out of Yale still got student deferment.
I recommend that you read the book "Chance and Circumstance" by William Strauss and Lawrence Baskir, published around 1978. I don't have much sympathy for those who fled abroad, whether to Canada, or to Sweden. There were many more here in America who oppose the war, but when called upon to serve, most of them did so. A fair number of young men went to prison for violating the punitive provisions of the Selective Service Act.
I listed in the Army Reserve in 1964, from which I was honorably discharged in 1970.
There may come a time when we will need to reinstitute a military draft because the present system of voluntary enlistments is insufficient to generate the manpower that is needed to staff a modern military establishment. The old system was shot through with favoritism, politics, and class distinction. Most young men who were subject to the draft whose families could afford to send them to college were able to escape the draft. Men like Donald Trump invaded the draft, as did Bill Clinton, when he was called upon to serve. He didn't. George Bush, Junior, barely escaped having his Air Force Reserve commission revoked for missing mandatory drill dates.
I read that book when it was published. The draft system was completely unfair to the poor and unconnected, and "Chance and Circumstance" was 100% accurate.
With so many using draft loopholes, McNamara instituted "Project 100,000" which lowered draft standards and filled Army vacancies. The recent book "McNamara's Folly" says that 350+ thousand of these defectives were drafted and more than half of them went into Vietnam as infantry. I met a few of them. They were all but useless. 40% of Lt. Calley's murderous platoon was comprised of McNamara's boys.
Army Reserves? No chance of activation for Vietnam War. Thank you for your service sir! I tried to get into any of the reserves but got drafted in 1968. While I was still on active duty a pal who was a Major League Baseball player was in the Army Reserve. He was activated for two weeks to deliver mail in NYC during the 1970 mailmen’s strike. In appreciation for his sacrifice our Defense Department saw fit to excuse him from the remaining years of his military commitment.
I think a draft is a lot better than what we have now. actually, I've ALWAYS thought national service was a good thing. I just thought that restricting it to the military was (and is) short-sighted. the guys I've known who did the Peace Corps or even Vista have always regarded those experiences as being important, when not actually FORMATIVE. they LIKED it.
I can't think of anyone who LIKED the military, even when they were decorated for valor,b etc.
my own "excuse" was a nice, high lottery number. how fair was that? and of course, there WAS a major class thing. I didn't get to know any real vets until I was something like 30.
Like it or not, military service is character building. I would be the first to concede that they kept me running from reveille to taps. They give you a job to do, and you throw yourself into the job. You learn to work with other people, even those you would not associate with in civilian life. It can be stressful, and also downright boring. When you're out on the range, you got your head in the game, and that's what counts. It toughens the parts of you that get to lie fallow in civilian life. There is something heart-stirring about a company of soldiers all marching in unison. When you're on duty, it's 'game on', and all other concerns in life fade away in the moment. People exit military service with a sense of self-assurance, and very often with a sense of priorities in life that they didn't have before they stepped forward and took the oath. We all could do a lot worse.
I did the full tour of duty, with promotion to SGT a year before my service commitment ended. The Army dictated where and when I would serve. I was just an ordinary grunt doing my job. My First Sergent the man to whom I reported. Ours was a relationship of reciprocal benefit. I handled his administrative stuff, and he kept me busy. In the last year of my enlistment, I transferred to the USAR School in San Francisco.
Life gives us choices, opportunities, and obligations. I spent twelve years working as a lawyer in the federal government. It was no different being a soldier. Duty called and I responded accordingly. My military pay grade equivalent was a Lieutenant Colonel slot. I served as long as I could make a difference.
Weasels of privilege! Political connections do matter. Let the poor guys die. And smear John Kerry (USN silver star in combat) while you’re enjoying your privilege. Oh and when you have become president and vice get America involved in two unwinnable wars in Asia. Heck of a job Georgie and Dickie.
Summer, 2004, I was invited to a Kerry fundraiser at a Chicago pub. The Swift boat smearing was constant. A bunch of broken down ex-sailors who never served under Kerry were slandering him while being wined and dined across the USA. My own brother, a right-winger, made jokes about Kerry's riverboat (PCF} experiences and three Purple Hearts, denigrating all who actually did serve, including me. (From that conversation onward, our relationship was destroyed.)
Anyway, I told Kerry that he had to forcefully fight these lies. Kerry just nodded his head, seemingly not bothered at all. Sort of an empty suit. You have to remember that his Vietnam service, and his post-Navy testimony made him famous enough to become a Senator. I couldn't understand the guy not being angry and upset. He should have won in 2004, but he had no "fire in the belly". An empty suit. I didn't give him a dime.
Yeah, but you gotta give props to somebody who'd fly a Navy jet UNDER the Sagamore Bridge over the Cape Cod Canal (though he will not cnfirm or deny it now, lol). And I'll take a cool, understated Beacon Hill patrician over all the others any day and twice on Sunday.
That's a story I have never heard. Kerry was never a Naval aviator. He never went to Pensacola or was in any Navy aviation program. He would affirm this. Perhaps he was a passenger/guest in an A-6 or F-4; aka "Baggage".
I knew a Marine Captain Cruz, an F-8 pilot who flew under the Norfolk bridge and got his wings pulled.
Right. Too patrician Beacon Hill. He should have ripped into the lies. He didn’t have to serve in Vietnam but he risked his life. Reminds me of Obama not calling out the liars like McConnell
Thank you Lucian. I can’t stand seeing Trump’s face anymore. I think I may move to a more sane country that is warm and English speaking. I looked into Bermuda. They don’t want us.
Go to Vancouver Island! Very welcoming up there!
I love Victoria, but really, Canada is hard to get a permanent residency visa for without wealth or connections or a job. Six months out of the year, sure, you can stay on a tourist visa, but after that, you're on your own. Need to find another hang-out for half the year.
Thank you but I think too cold and rainy.
Some very interesting residents.
That's the thing -- Americans who always get fed up and declare, "I'm moving to So-and-So a Place!" rarely understand how difficult it is to really pick up stakes and emigrate. I've researched this. It's NOT easy! For one thing, not many English-speaking countries want to let you in as permanent residents; and when you look at non-English-speaking countries, the list shrinks again, and where do you really want to live, eh? What will you accept? Many places only want wealthy folks, others are dubious prospects, and always you face the sheer expense of international moving and the complications of visas, banking, housing, electricity standards, appliance PLUGS, pets, just this cacophony of demands. It's not for the squeamish, the destitute, or the low-energy.
I hear you. Not particularly proud of this but I went to Montreal for one week in 1968 when I got a draft notice. After the reality of that decision settled in I returned to NYC for induction into the Army. As my daughter is fond of saying “bad choices make for great stories”.
The choice alone, and the trial run, was an act of desperate defiance and independence at that time. I applaud your stance.
Thank you Kozmo. I appreciate that.
I would have been very proud to announce that particular decision. I had a few friends who were actively (and dangerously) involved in that whole deserter underground railroad thing. I envied their guts, and still do.
Kozmo, In 2009 my Indian husband and I moved from New York to Delhi, India. We bought a flat with my inheritance, and a new chapter in our lives began. Everything you say is exactly how it happened. I now live here in western India, divorced, and have built a farmhouse with a local family. It has been a huge challenge, and I am now 74. My last years will be spent here. I am grateful for everything.
That is a wonderful story -- I applaud your pluck, and your resourcefulness, and stamina! I have friends here in WI that hail from Maharashtra. Jai Hind!
Thank you, Kozmo. My maternal grandmother made the journey alone from Rotterdam to New York when she was fifteen (c.1910) so it must be genetic!
a few years back, I googled places where you could get a passport for very little hassle. the only one I remember now is Portugal. and, unless my memory is playing its increasingly frequent tricks on me, possibly Poland (isn't Poland fucked up now?). anyone with a direct Irish ancester can put in successfully for an Irish passport, which of course leads to a European passport. about thirty-some years ago, we investigated the UK (with the help of a radical Labour MP who was the friend of a friend) and it turned out it was something of a nightmare. it would have been easier if either one of us had had jobs they badly needed there, but they have plenty of social workers and Rochelle being an unemployed opera singer hardly helped (she was an editor as well, but they have plenty of THOSE).
so yeah, it's not so easy. and I don't have another big move in me, as I'm still just about recovered from the last one, which was in 1988. I don't like moving.
Hi, David Levine….come to India for a visit! If you dare…..😎
my dear, I'd love to. but I'm sort of semi-disabled, semi-reclusive. getting to Brooklyn takes me at least a week to prepare.
sorry.
I'll visit you if I ever come to nyc.
Another is Morocco. Both Morocco and Portugal have a lot of US expats!
Moving just within the USA is difficult, yes, we just spent two years in the process (had a rental way station between houses) and still aren't all the way unpacked or re-organized/fully functional. We'd need to seriously downsize before leaving the country. I do hear good things about Portugal and have some friends who've been investigating this seriously. It would help to know some of the language! The "Right of Return" for Irish or Canadian residency only goes back two generations, I believe. The Uk only allows for three (?) month stays on a tourist passport stamp and you have to earn something like 100K a year to apply for a permenent residency -- each, no bundling for couples. Most of the English-speaking Commonwealth is tremendously hard for US citizens to retire to or legally live in long-term. You really need a *lot* of money on hand or as income, or a family or marriage connection, or a job, or something along those lines.
The flip side of this is getting fed up with [INSERT NAME OF MISCREANT] and swearing that s/he should be exiled/deported to [INSERT NAME OF COUNTRY OR PLANET]. Being opposed to dumping toxic waste in other people's yards, whether I know those people or not, I don't like the idea of inflicting our dreck on other countries or even on outer space. At some point we, collectively at least, have to make do with where we are and what we've got.
Ply me with a cup of coffee, and I'll tell you what I know about Bermuda. As I learned it, my mind was blown.
I’ve been to Bermuda several times. When I was there only residents could drive a car(right hand drive) hence the proliferation of rented mopeds(hence, after a ten minute training, numerous tourists walking around wearing casts). As I recall you can only visit Bermuda for two weeks but up to one year maximum if you have a work permit. I offered to serve in their military to earn citizenship but they don’t have an army and otherwise they have no use for a 78 year old Vietnam War veteran. So rude!
Wear Canadian sweatshirts and T-shirts always worked well in Europe.
A photo worth a thousand words! Lol!
Thanks. I needed that after this:
Can you imagine the number of hours Inmate No. P01135809 must have spent at a mirror practicing for this? https://politicalwire.com/2023/08/24/inmate-no-p01135809/
(I'd wager as many as I spent in my teens teaching myself to raise one eyebrow at a time.)
They'll try to make the merch the 21st century Che T-shirts.
The John Belushi Animal House eyebrows!
Never saw it, but I remember Belushi's eyebrows without a search, and can imagine …
'member the old saying "if you have to try to look tough, you ain't"
He really IS Satan!
difny, you make me laugh and laugh!!! He is such a perpetually astonishing idiot!
No remedy like a good laugh, Elisabeth. ;-)
did you do the eyebrow thing with a cigarette? I sure did. in fact, I'm gonna make a cigarette picture from 1965 my new embarrassing avatar...
Nope. Fingers held one brow in place while forehead muscles raised the other. In effect, it was my intro to yoga—unnatural at first, then one day it just worked. Now I could take my place as a cool fictional character.
I understand completely...
Those T-shirts will make us nostalgic for red MAGAt hats (no images). Dunno what the legal situation is with using public domain images of public figures for political purposes, but the T-shirts will beg an antidote like a counterpart T-shirt Inmate No. P01135809 stamped with an overall ban symbol (the circle with a slash). Or UNWANTED label.
I remember Mother Jones offering Bush toilet paper back in the day, so...
Fangs? Dripping blood?
they probably figured the function of the toilet paper was enough of a comment, and it's a pretty good one.
Oh. No, I meant fangs on the T-shirt/poster etc art, not on the t.p., which speaks for itself quite nicely.
how about prison bars superimposed over his mug!
Done already, bars over his Star in Hollywood
That's good, Steven! I hope a lot of clever people and Photoshop wizards are brainstorming. I see that A.I. is in the picture too.
NOTEWORTHY: politicalwire.com links to a smart Bulwark/Triad piece Friday by Jonathan Last on Inmate No. P01135809 and the mugshot. https://politicalwire.com/#:~:text=Trump%E2%80%99s%20Mugshot%20Is,and%20bumper%20stickers
Thank you! Haven't laughed this hard in a long time.
As Daffy Duck once said: “Th-th-that’s all folks!”
I hate to be a nitpicker, but that was Porky Pig, notable for his stutter. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ls19kYbpKa8
well, they WERE both Mel Blanc.
Didn't Daffy have an extremely 'moist' lisp?
it might be what they called a "lateral lisp." as kids, we just called it "talking juicy.
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Yes. His expression, or perhaps expectoration, was “sufferin’ succotash.”
Thank you. Made me laugh just to read “Porky Pig.”
Acme-a-Lago!
I think Wile E. Coyote is a much more appealing character than Trump.
ABSOLUTELY. they DO both tend to make the same mistakes over and over, but TFF hasn't fallen off any cliffs or singed his whiskers in dynamite explosions. yet.
More's the pity.....
Somewhere in Cartoon Heaven, the genius Chuck Jones is laughing his ass off.
Haha - Love it, thanks for this, Lucian.
Perfect…so sharing😂😂can I?
Of course.
As a veteran of almost two years in the Vietnam War, my initial reaction to guys who went to Canada or Sweden was very negative. In 1969 as a civilian, my wife, a Swede, and I went to Sweden and interviewed numerous deserters. My intention was to write an article for the Chicago Tribune as a free-lancer. However, we came away from these interviews feeling I could not write their story without making them look pathetic beyond reason. Sweden, contrary to what most believe, treated them like dirt. The police constantly harassed them. Most of them were drug users and just lost. So, I threw away the interview tapes and left them alone in their misery.
Months later I started a business. I had a leather goods supplier who stopped supplying me. A talented guy, I wanted his product. When he stopped supplying me, I went to his workshop. A note was on the door: "Drafted. Gone to Canada".
These deserters and draft-dodgers I now have great respect for. They gave up everything, leaving family, friends, and reputation; huge sacrifices. They just didn't have money and connections.
Who I truly detest are those who used their family's connections and money to get medical deferments (Trump) or into the never called upon National Guard (GWB) or weasels like Dick Cheney who despite flunking out of Yale still got student deferment.
I recommend that you read the book "Chance and Circumstance" by William Strauss and Lawrence Baskir, published around 1978. I don't have much sympathy for those who fled abroad, whether to Canada, or to Sweden. There were many more here in America who oppose the war, but when called upon to serve, most of them did so. A fair number of young men went to prison for violating the punitive provisions of the Selective Service Act.
I listed in the Army Reserve in 1964, from which I was honorably discharged in 1970.
There may come a time when we will need to reinstitute a military draft because the present system of voluntary enlistments is insufficient to generate the manpower that is needed to staff a modern military establishment. The old system was shot through with favoritism, politics, and class distinction. Most young men who were subject to the draft whose families could afford to send them to college were able to escape the draft. Men like Donald Trump invaded the draft, as did Bill Clinton, when he was called upon to serve. He didn't. George Bush, Junior, barely escaped having his Air Force Reserve commission revoked for missing mandatory drill dates.
I read that book when it was published. The draft system was completely unfair to the poor and unconnected, and "Chance and Circumstance" was 100% accurate.
With so many using draft loopholes, McNamara instituted "Project 100,000" which lowered draft standards and filled Army vacancies. The recent book "McNamara's Folly" says that 350+ thousand of these defectives were drafted and more than half of them went into Vietnam as infantry. I met a few of them. They were all but useless. 40% of Lt. Calley's murderous platoon was comprised of McNamara's boys.
Army Reserves? No chance of activation for Vietnam War. Thank you for your service sir! I tried to get into any of the reserves but got drafted in 1968. While I was still on active duty a pal who was a Major League Baseball player was in the Army Reserve. He was activated for two weeks to deliver mail in NYC during the 1970 mailmen’s strike. In appreciation for his sacrifice our Defense Department saw fit to excuse him from the remaining years of his military commitment.
I enlisted in 1964. You take your opportunities where you find them.
We all did the best we could. Thinking of having that inscribed on my futures headstone.
I think a draft is a lot better than what we have now. actually, I've ALWAYS thought national service was a good thing. I just thought that restricting it to the military was (and is) short-sighted. the guys I've known who did the Peace Corps or even Vista have always regarded those experiences as being important, when not actually FORMATIVE. they LIKED it.
I can't think of anyone who LIKED the military, even when they were decorated for valor,b etc.
my own "excuse" was a nice, high lottery number. how fair was that? and of course, there WAS a major class thing. I didn't get to know any real vets until I was something like 30.
Like it or not, military service is character building. I would be the first to concede that they kept me running from reveille to taps. They give you a job to do, and you throw yourself into the job. You learn to work with other people, even those you would not associate with in civilian life. It can be stressful, and also downright boring. When you're out on the range, you got your head in the game, and that's what counts. It toughens the parts of you that get to lie fallow in civilian life. There is something heart-stirring about a company of soldiers all marching in unison. When you're on duty, it's 'game on', and all other concerns in life fade away in the moment. People exit military service with a sense of self-assurance, and very often with a sense of priorities in life that they didn't have before they stepped forward and took the oath. We all could do a lot worse.
I did the full tour of duty, with promotion to SGT a year before my service commitment ended. The Army dictated where and when I would serve. I was just an ordinary grunt doing my job. My First Sergent the man to whom I reported. Ours was a relationship of reciprocal benefit. I handled his administrative stuff, and he kept me busy. In the last year of my enlistment, I transferred to the USAR School in San Francisco.
Life gives us choices, opportunities, and obligations. I spent twelve years working as a lawyer in the federal government. It was no different being a soldier. Duty called and I responded accordingly. My military pay grade equivalent was a Lieutenant Colonel slot. I served as long as I could make a difference.
Weasels of privilege! Political connections do matter. Let the poor guys die. And smear John Kerry (USN silver star in combat) while you’re enjoying your privilege. Oh and when you have become president and vice get America involved in two unwinnable wars in Asia. Heck of a job Georgie and Dickie.
Summer, 2004, I was invited to a Kerry fundraiser at a Chicago pub. The Swift boat smearing was constant. A bunch of broken down ex-sailors who never served under Kerry were slandering him while being wined and dined across the USA. My own brother, a right-winger, made jokes about Kerry's riverboat (PCF} experiences and three Purple Hearts, denigrating all who actually did serve, including me. (From that conversation onward, our relationship was destroyed.)
Anyway, I told Kerry that he had to forcefully fight these lies. Kerry just nodded his head, seemingly not bothered at all. Sort of an empty suit. You have to remember that his Vietnam service, and his post-Navy testimony made him famous enough to become a Senator. I couldn't understand the guy not being angry and upset. He should have won in 2004, but he had no "fire in the belly". An empty suit. I didn't give him a dime.
Yeah, but you gotta give props to somebody who'd fly a Navy jet UNDER the Sagamore Bridge over the Cape Cod Canal (though he will not cnfirm or deny it now, lol). And I'll take a cool, understated Beacon Hill patrician over all the others any day and twice on Sunday.
That's a story I have never heard. Kerry was never a Naval aviator. He never went to Pensacola or was in any Navy aviation program. He would affirm this. Perhaps he was a passenger/guest in an A-6 or F-4; aka "Baggage".
I knew a Marine Captain Cruz, an F-8 pilot who flew under the Norfolk bridge and got his wings pulled.
Perhaps it was a smaller personal aircraft. The story's been floating around Cape Cod and Otis since, well, Christ was a corporal. :)
Right. Too patrician Beacon Hill. He should have ripped into the lies. He didn’t have to serve in Vietnam but he risked his life. Reminds me of Obama not calling out the liars like McConnell
To use an Army/Navy phrase: There is a lot of the Ticket-Puncher about Kerry.
I meant this to be a response to Anthony Damian's comment about moving to Bermuda.
Meep. Meep.
splendiferous
Wile E. Coyote called himself a “super genius.” Sound familiar?
I don't think I can restrain the copy editor in me much longer from shouting Please World, note MaryB of Pasadena's correct spelling …
I KNEW it looked better!
Hahahaha! Perfect! It’s a glorious day.
Lol!
Appropriate name...Wylie Coyote!