Calvinball
More and more, I see the pronoun people, like some members of the LGBTQI community, as participants in a giant game of Calvinball, scrambling to keep up with changing rules and shifting goalposts.
Not Air-Minded But Adjacent: My Mar-a-Lago(s)
Oh, you want the piggy dirties? Happy to oblige, so long as you understand why I still have to be vague about certain details.
Lesson Learned
Yesterday, even before Cassidy Hutchinson had finished testifying before the Congressional committee investigating the January 6th attack on the Capitol, pundits and sages on Twitter were comparing her to Alexander Butterfield, the man who, in 1973, revealed Nixon’s White House taping system to the Watergate Committee.
Garbage In, Garbage Out
Putting out the garbage first thing in the morning once a week is just an extra step in my morning chores. So far it’s working: today there’s garbage all up and down the street, but none of it’s ours.
Wednesday Worries
Which I guess tells you everything you need to know on where I stand with regard to abortion and a woman’s right to choose.
Air-Minded: Hack
Even though GPS and computers do all the work today, student pilots are still taught to calculate speed the old-fashioned way, by timing how long it takes to fly between section lines, or to know how long to maintain a standard rate turn in order to turn 180 degrees (one minute). As on the sea, accurate timekeeping is essential when navigating by air.
Class Is as Class Does
A friend, whom I’ll call Tony from Texas, DM’d me about yesterday’s post, Expensive Hobby Update, asking about my watch collection.
Air-Minded: Speedbrake Chaff
We made do with what we had and improvised when we could. So do Russian pilots, apparently.