Air-Minded: An Opinionated Ignoramus with a Captive Audience
Archie Bunker. That’s who’s in the White House.
"No matter how cynical I get, I can’t keep up.” — Lily Tomlin
There I was at 30,000 feet
Archie Bunker. That’s who’s in the White House.
It’s 2025 … and so begins the 21st year of Paul’s Thing.
It’s a crock, all of it. Settle down, all right?
My friend Burt, a regular Paul’s Thing reader, alerted me to a New York Times article on potential long-term physical and mental health effects of flying fighter aircraft.
Take it from here, eagle-eyed aviation fans!
It’s election day here in the States. My way of avoiding anxiety-inducing news and social media is to stay busy with something else: namely, a visit to Pima Air & Space Museum, a long session of photo editing, and now, as the time for early projections approaches, the task of putting together a blog post.
October 31st, incidentally my birthday, is almost here. Why Halloween isn’t a national holiday continues to baffle me. As do many things.
One thing I’m sure of: it’s not a real scramble but a staged photo, taken for PR purposes.