Saturday, October 3, 2015

October 3, 2015
Gary Stein
The Sun Sentinel

RE: Jet planes are noisy, particularly if you live under them –Some comments on your lower-case ass whupping of people in today’s Sun Sentinel who ignored the obvious; viz. jet planes flying too close to your house.

Big Stein, 

“Morons. I’m surrounded by morons” is my favorite line from “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid”.

You applied it to the morons who bought houses underneath jet plane landing routes. 

I suppose we could ban jets. The world is ready for a return to the glory days of DC-3s. Maybe the airlines could make their jets turn off their engines 5 miles from touchdown. [The passengers on planes that only make it to the start of the runway get vouchers that their survivors can use.]

Maybe we should ban morons from buying houses close to airports.

Maybe we should ban morons. And I bet you thought I would never have a good word for Margaret Sanger, Hitler’s favorite American.

But then we turn to Logic.

I am sure that by now Little Stein, your perpetual college student, has told you about the Trivium. Even though it was the invention of DWEMs, a class most despised by modern American Liberals, it has some good parts.

 Logic is one of them.

If people buy houses sitting under the landing patterns of noisy, gas guzzling, ozone depleting, polar bear killing, unmeasurable carbon foot printing jets, well that’s too God Damn bad.

I am sure that part of the still not arriving Summer of Recovery is a scheme that will insure and shield the morons from the consequences of their – you guessed it – moronic decisions.

Is it too late to bring back flogging?

Which brings us to living by the water

Climate change? 4 times a year forever

Rising sea level? 4 times a day. Every day. Like clock work. Forever.

It is an inconvenient fact, as my favorite moron former Vice President Alpha Gump would say, but if you choose to live on a barrier island, if you choose to live on littoral properties subject to tides and winds blowing from the wrong direction there remains one undeniable fact: Mother Nature always wins. That puny man tries to tame the mighty universe is a hubris not seen since Icarus or shovel ready jobs.

What is different from the morons who live underneath flight paths is that the rich people who live on the shore get everybody else, “else” including poor hard working people from Darmiscotta, Maine to Wynona, Minnesota, to guarantee that they will suffer no adverse consequences from their moronic decisions. 

That is one Hell of a deal for the buyers, the lenders, and the builders. 

What happens if some turtles are found to be nesting on the ground below the flight paths?

It’s the only hope that these morons have.

Also, bears shit in the woods, the Pope is Catholic, and a watched pot will boil.

Spread the word.






Kevin Smith

WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET

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