Air-Minded: Habu
SR-71s were generally called Blackbirds, but the ones at Kadena were nicknamed Habus after the venomous pit vipers native to Okinawa.
"The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter." —Mark Twain
What was (and might have been)
SR-71s were generally called Blackbirds, but the ones at Kadena were nicknamed Habus after the venomous pit vipers native to Okinawa.
One a day in Tampa Bay
You could fly coast to coast in 1930, but your trip would entail a mix of short flights by day, overnight train rides, and occasional hotel stays when airline and train timetables didn’t mesh.
I purposely avoid saying “World War III” because it strikes me as racist; as if only wars fought by white First-Worlders can rise to the level of a world war.
Race isn’t real. Race is very real. Both sentences are true.
When I think about it, which I don’t do often, it astounds me how few of the men and women I know today are veterans.
Am I the only person in the world who worries about shit like this? Probably.
I made one of my periodic treks to Pima Air and Space Museum this morning, wanting to see if anything’s changed. The answer: not much.