I count five points...
I count five points...
Yes.
What about the expensive Android apps everyone has already purchased for their Nook Colors, and original Nook Tablets?
Yep. It's because a politician can propose a tax on a "dirty" industry, and it is difficult for members of that industry and the general public to stand up and go on record as defending that industry. So, they don't. And the bill passes into law without opposition, and the politician gets to say he did something…
Those are F-15E Strike Eagles.
I don't doubt you're right, although when I was twenty years younger and playing beach volleyball every day, I'm not so sure, although I'm only six feet tall. Regardless, how I stack up against them is entirely beside the point. You do understand the logical fallacies you just made, right, a non sequitur with a bit…
"Also, this is not about sexual attraction. This is about sport."
There have been some excellent observations here, refuting Mr. Diaz's distaste for death symbols on military insignia. In the interest of full disclosure, I flew with three fighter squadrons: the Gunfighters (VF-124), the Black Knights (VF-154), and the Hunters (VF-201), none of them named for death images, directly,…
Having the tumbling shell of an already blown up aircraft fall nearly straight down onto a city is very different than having a fuel-laden aircraft drilling into an arena at 200+ knots.
Wow. Neither my Motorola Xoom (one of the first and most popular Android tablets) nor my Samsung Galaxy S III (brand new, totally ass-kicking LTE phone) support this app. WTF?
The military continues to award "feel good" medals for good job performance in non-combat roles. Doing so is a cheap incentive and gives the vast majority of military members, who never see combat, an opportunity to feel good, at the expense of the relatively few warriors who see the value of medals diluted.
Without a cup, one can see the different areas of the sparkler: the bare wire and the fuel-dipped wire. Also, one can see the red-hot metal of a lit sparkler approaching the soft pink fingers.
America does not tolerate having our jets shot down, because in an air-to-air environment, we are supposed to be the best, period. Even one loss is a national crisis which upsets the voting public into a frenzy. So, throwing American pilot bodies into old jets and sending them up against equal and/or superior…
"Fox 2. Cock 1 kill bandit" (Cock 1 fired a simulated AIM-9 Sidewinder. It was not defended and called a kill by Cock 1.)
You were coming... Heh, heh, heh.
Amen, my brutha.
We trained in a pressure chamber to learn to recognize the symptoms of hypoxia. They took us quickly up to a simulated altitude of 25,000 feet within a couple of minutes, and within a couple minutes more, all of us were severely incapacitated to the point of almost being unable to put on our O2 masks.
I'll liken the experience to cockpit vertigo. Your brain may be telling you that the light is nothing and is not another airplane that is going to hit you in about ten seconds, but when your eyes are looking right at it and saying (as I once did to my pilot who was NOT seeing an imminent collision: descend, descend,…