Shutting down

Inconvenient silence

Well, yeah, it just about bugs the hell out of me. How can no one be looking into the questions that have gone unanswered for so long? How does it get to be so unfashionable and so unpatriotic to ask certain questions . . . questions that can not be avoided if we are to remain a free people.
Or perhaps I should say . . . were ever a free people.
Questions like: how did that 757 bank, turn, and dive, then skim mere feet above the lawn and enter a doorway at the Pentagon while simultaneously disappearing (literally disintegrating) -- with a guy at the stick who could barely fly a Cessna?
That’s just one. There are many, many more . . .
But don’t ask. It ain’t the American thing to do.
And think of the implications . . .
To which my reply is screw the implications. This isn’t about implications. It’s about truth and a deeper sense of real patriotism than we’ve seen in many a decade – long enough to become, apparently, numb.