“Helicopter: a collection of life-limited components held together by a maintenance form.”

I get the purpose and agree that people need to be responsible and laws enforced, but I can’t help but think that democracy governs throught the consent of the governed and that police risk losing respect of the people they work for if they have to resort to shoddy tricks to enforce the laws. Whatever happened to…

None of the offered photos (Russian or the author’s) illustrate combat-ready US ordnance. This furor is over poorly copied images of American military training aids. Of course effective propaganda depends upon warping perception and upon repetition of the message, not upon facts, so I get the original images’ utility…

Santorum’s single talent is to make a GOP politician seem to be an effective communicator, when all he is good at is to be a master of misdirection and being perceived as being misunderstood.

Somehow, romaticizing mental illness seems about as bad as ignoring it or pretending it does not exist.

There are foreign cultures where children are not taken out to restaurants or other public places unless they are of an age where they can behave acceptably: to these foreign-raised visitors to the USA, the sight of American families appearing in public places accompanied by out of control screaming kids remains one…

Under optimal conditions and with details cited in the article, three of those puppies could take out an enemy tank battlion (30+ tanks) long before the enemy tanks ever got within range of friendly forces. Quite a force equalizer, in other words.

I’ve lived in San Diego since 1970 and love and welcome SDCC. Don’t know who these “bro’s” are, but working in a downtown bar probably gives the author a fairly skewed idea of who and what San Diego is. Get around a little more, dude, and stop tarring us all with the same tired brush. There’s more to this town than…

I worked in the California criminal court system and early in my career I received a shock when I saw one of the defendants being arraigned on a heroin possession charge was a fellow I had worked with during a summer job. We recognized each other and I could only think, “There but for the grace of God go I.”

With any luck we’ll see Maverick play the crusty captain of an aircraft carrier who gets to watch as his loose-cannon navy pilot son vertically lands his F-35 fighter on the ship’s elevator instead of the flight deck, melting man, machine and elevator scraps into a blazing puddle in the carrier’s bilges.

I’ve owned both a 1999 Outback and now a 2005 Freestyle (2wd). The latter has over 100K and I’ve had to do is replace front and rear brakes. Also needs a new motor mount. My Outback had 50K when I sold it and had zero repairs. So yeah, I like the Freestyle but the Subaru is a tank. Just wish they still made a larger…

I’m old enough to only know the historic definition. And probably happier for it too.

I see it as irresponsible to give unfounded rumors a platform like this for the crackpot community to launch from. The truth may be out there but this is nowhere near the truth - or journalism for that matter.

America has commercialized everything else, so why not commercialize suffering too?

I need something relatively affordable (@ $35K) to replace my Ford Freestyle, with similar size, economy, space and pax. Am I dreaming? Too much to ask? What do car guys think?

In blogging, as in business, nothing exceeds like excess.

What, did the Stew insert the nuts in the wrong orifice for her highness?

One summer long ago, I was a young pup working at a local military base exchange gas station, pumping gas for customers (yeah, back in the '70's when they still did that for you.) One day while working the gas pumps I heard a terrific "crash" come from the service bays. I turned around to look and saw that some field…

The Navy likes to call them "destroyers" because that sounds cool and also sounds cheaper than "cruiser." A lot of political nonsense gets entangled with navy procurement and ship naming practices.

Thanks for the trip down Memory Lane. I recall fondly my years spent in the naval aviation Brownshoe community and the sense of mission and brotherhood that went with it.