It's almost decision time.

I am starving and must eat. I feel if I miss another meal, I will waste away. Like President Reagan once said, alot of Americans will go to bed hungry tonight; then he mentioned diets or something. 

Since the Democrats aren't in control of both houses of Congress...yet, and therefore can't fill my refrigerator with food...yet. I am down to two choices.

Cat food, or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. It seems my decision not to stop at the store this morning was wrong. And yet, I'm being punished for that, when it should be celebrated and rewarded. I had the intention, just not the energy.

I like PB&J sandwiches, but they have their downside. You have to get a plate (or paper towel, if you're single like me), and a knife, and the PB. Then the jelly. Don't get me started on the bread tearing apart during the critical spreading phase. To my knowledge, President Bush has never addressed this issue. Where's John Kerry and his 20/20 hindsight when you need him?

Thankfully, the cat food is delicious. I haven't tried it yet, but it's chicken tenders from Flo's Cafe. Yes, there is really a Flo's Cafe where I live. Great food. I had two dinners delivered yesterday, I had the catfish last night. The chicken was for today. But despite my best intentions, I never stopped at the grocery store to get the cheaper chicken tenders for the AmeriStrayCats.

They are out there right now. Waiting for me.

Four cat faces pressed against my patio door. Wanting what they feel they are entitled to. Their basic right for chicken tenders, torn into bite size pieces. Worst part is, they don't like PB&J. They want chicken.

So now is the time to make my decision. Cat food or PB&J? Where's the Democrat's with a plan when you need then! Whatever I decide, I'm sure they'll come along with a better plan. After the fact.

UPDATE: Karl Rove has just emailed me, and suggest that I give the chicken to the cats, and order another dinner from Flo's. BUT: he recommended the "Flo's Famous Country Fried Steak", when I'm clearly in the mood for chicken. A perfect example of his not being in the mainstream. I guess that whole spying on U.S. citizens isn't working out so well after all.

UPDATE: John Kerry has just emailed. He reports that this would not have happened if he were President, and that he has a plan for just this type of situation.

UPDATE: President Bush has joined in! He says... What's wrong with PB&J for tonight? Have that, and stop by Flo's tomorrow for breakfast. Pick up some cheap chicken tenders on the way back home for the AmeriStrayCats.

UPDATE: MMmmm, I had forgotten how good peanut butter and jelly sandwiches taste. Thanks President Bush!

                                 -AmeriDan   (10/20/06   7pm)


Note: I'm thankful that I don't have anymore big decisions or choices coming up any time soon. Like, say November 7th. I know where I'll be and what I'll be doing.

I'm no undocumented worker, so I don't know for sure what the title of this post is. I do know what it means though.... We are losing our other big war. The war to keep our melting pot from becoming a salad bowl. All we have to do is look across the pond and see the effects of immigrants not melting into a society. I have nothing against salads personally, but melting pots simmer and you get a wonderful taste from the results. An American stew.

If left alone, salads rot and decay. Example: France and their flaming Muslim ghettos, and Muslim calls for sharia law in said ghettos. They want their own set of laws! Something tells me they will get them, since we're talking about France.

I got the name of this post from The Ford Motor Company, by way of Ford Credit. My truck note was in the mail box today. No surprise there-happens every month. They even add a helpful MONTHLY STATEMENT ENCLOSED so I don't think it's junk mail. But this time around, FACTURA MENSUAL ICLUIDA was below that. Using my amazing powers of deduction, I came to the conclusion that they're one in the same.

When a large enough amount of immigrants can come to the United States of America and land a job, or have the means, to be financed for thousands of dollars to purchase a new car. And. Not. Be. Able . To. Speak. One. Word. Of. English. We have a problem. 

There is one bright spot though;

They don't have it in Arabic...................................... Yet. 

                        AmeriDan (10/18/06   1:30am)

   

There was a time when you couldn't tell a Democrat from a Republican, until they said who they voted for in the last election. We all wanted the same things. Just saw a different way of going about it, and that's fine. That is what made us the Country we are today. BEST.NATION.EVER. If anyone can dispute that claim, I welcome your comments.
 
Speaking of comments: The AmeriSister commented a few post back that she is a Liberal. But she is no such thing-anymore. As the Democratic party left President Reagan, the Libs have long ago ran away from her. She's at best, only a Democrat now. If you ask me, I'd say she's a Republican deep down. With the way she lives her life, I can't call her anything else these days. She wants a safe world for her and our family. Don't mess with her family. Don't mess with her church, don't mess with her job, her city, county, state, or nation. She will not put up with it. Sure, she's all for talking out the problem if that will help. That's what she would prefer to do. That's what she want's to do.

But when push comes to shove? Don't push, because she will shove back.. hard.

I know this because she and AmeriPop adopted me when I was a teenager. The hard years (for them/fun times for me). They raised me to be a middle of the road Republican by the way they lived they're lives. Even though they were Democrats.

September 11, 2001 changed everything for me. See my "The 9/ 11 Republicans" featured post.

No more shades of gray. It's all black and white now.

                                     We win or we lose.

We are fighting a two front war. No wait.. I only included IslamicFascist and undocumented workers. We can't forget the new and "improved" Democratic party who will do anything to bring down the administration of President George W. Bush. They will destroy our nation in order to save it.

I like our Nation the way it is... fighting back. All over the globe. We've been pushed, so we must shove back. 

                                       Don't tread on me.

                                 AmeriDan     (10/19/06    3:30am)
                                          

I'm not a real blogger, but I play one on this blog. It's worked out well so far.

I can rant and rave all I want; plus express myself. My feelings and all that stuff. If I never post again, I'll be happy with "Shuttle Up!". That post was me. I put my heart and soul into it, trying to describe the feelings I felt that day. Hoping to do the experience justice. I think I did a good job on the launch part. I also think I did an OK job on the landing.

But the ending had to include something about our Hero's who didn't make it back. I couldn't condense all my feeling's into a clear cut ending, so I focused on the people who watched Columbia go up-but not come back. It was the best I could do.

My preteen AmeriNiece can, and did, do better. During a discussion about ways to get to Heaven- or not get to Heaven. Someone said you can't get there on a rocket. AmeriNiece brought up Challenger and Columbia.

I can't add anything to that.
 
                                       -AmeriDan   (10/14/06    5am)

I've never read that headline, but I bet the Arab street has. Osama may point to Somalia as proof of the paper tiger claim, but I think that only confirmed it. Our total beat down of Iraqi forces in the 19th province is regarded as a Saddam victory.... over there. After the gulf war, the IslamicFacist only saw Saddam on his throne. Where was booosh? Gone fishing. Overthrown from power in something called an "election".
 
Enter Mr. Clinton. We all know that story. No UN permission slip, no WMD's, no threat to our security. Muslims being routed. Send in the bombers and ground forces! After "Blackhawk down", Mr Clinton insisted we stay for a little while longer. In spite of the Military, who wanted to pound the whole area to rubble and wash our hands of the entire mess right then... Our brave and p#ssed off military hung out in a soccer stadium for a while and then left. bin Laden smiled.

Enter booosh jr. What will future Arab steet headlines read?

                Saddam Beats Bush

                Osama Beats Clinton

                Bush Jr.. Well, we tried!

Who is going to step up and make this headline:

                 Those infidels ain't playing round no more

That is who will get my vote in 08.


                                    -AmeriDan   (10/13/06    3am)

OFF TOPIC SIDE NOTE: Goodnight AmeriSweetie --- where ever you are.

 

The A. P. is in overdrive, trying to keep up with the standards being set by their fellow global gangbangers. Their mission, "destroy this nation, in order to save it." Thus I was greeted this fine October morn with the following quotes:

             "Pyongyang has demanded one-on-one talks........."

             "Washington insists on the so-called six party format......"

That darn Washington, always insisting... even in the face of demands! I put my money on Booosh, or Chaney, or Rove, or even that outer of spies himself... Scooter Libby, as the culprit.

This would not be happening if John Kerry were President. He would demand a "global test" in which all our dear friends would... Hey, wait a minute. I thought "global test" good. Go it alone cowboyism bad.

Sorry dear readers, but I must end this post now... before my head explodes. Because when the tried and true, A.P. approved, John Kerry Global Test is reduced to "the so-called", I get very confused. Time to go back to bed and hide under the covers. I'll only be back when John Kerry, or any Democratic "leader", announces that Bush has failed once again.

Needless to say... that won't be long. See Ya soon! 

                                         -AmeriDan (10-11-06    8am)

OFF TOPIC SIDE NOTE: Hello AmeriSweetie!             

Believe it or not, AmeriDan is not my real name. I may write about things that happen in my life, to maintain a balance between the political stuff... but I don't give out too much. Have to keep the crazies away. Today I will:

I have ten (or more) cats, and no pets. Sound crazy? I'm sure it does, but when I moved here.....there they where. All over the place. Now, I've admitted to being an idiot, but never to being a complete idiot. So I correctly guessed that the people who lived here before fed them. There was no way in the world that I was going to feed that many cats. No way. No how. Not gonna happen. Plus my neighbor informed me that they're fed by many different people around the area. They get around. Problem solved, I'll just cut off their feed supply from this house. Because I would never, ever go out of my way to feed them.
Because they don't like me. They hiss, or run away in terror. They hate me. No way would I ever appease these animals.

So, as I was breaking up the chicken tenders (their favorite) into bite size
pieces ,and refilling the water bowl. A funny thing happened. One of the stray cats came to me and wanted to be petted. She needed me to pet her. So I gave her a pat on the head, and a piece of chicken.
 
The point of this post is that.... some wild animals can be won over. Some can't. We can live our lives tossing out fried chicken, and hoping they become our friends, while they continue to hiss at us. Sometimes it works. Give a little, get a little.

But if one of those cat's ever hijacks an airplane and flies it into a building....
No more chicken for the others. They may look different, they may have different names. But they all want the same thing. Food. I like to call the one who first came to me... AmeriFluffy.

I don't have a baby in my house, but if I did.... and cat's came in and killed him or her. I won't search out the "root problem".  I'd kill every cat I see.

Please note that no cat's were harmed during this post. AmeriFluffy says hello. She also say's "hissss". I think she's a Democrat.

                   -AmeriDan   (10/11/06   11:45pm)

I wasn't going to post again until tomorrow, due to a heavy work schedule. But one of my readers needs me. MadelinesDad had a bad sportsfan
weekend. Sorry about that M'sDad. Just remember, there's always next week.

At any rate, M'sDad request that I yank my resident troll out of lurker status. He need's to slap him around in my comments section for awhile. Not an easy thing to do, given the last beating M'sDad gave him. See my "Not my Republican Party" post comments. I'm sure mcquaidla is still nursing his wounds, but I'll try. If it work's, have fun M'sDad, and box his ears a few times for me. Just leave the windows open to air out the troll stink.

First things first though. I noticed that I've already used a word my troll may not understand. Him being a liberal and all. Never fear, Mr. Webster's here:

                      work (wurk) n. 1. physical or mental effort
                      exerted to do or make something:
                      purposeful activity: labor: toil
                      2. employment at a job or in a position

Now that that's cleared up. Here's the wind up to the question:

The Democatic party had a good ole fashion whoop it up time at the memorial service of a United States Congressman. Paul Wellstone. I've never seen happier people in my life. Mr. Wellstone was killed in a tragic airplane crash.

The Democratic party will suffer on the day that bin Laden is offically pronounced dead. There will be no laughter, no music, no high fives- as there was at the Wellstone service. The Dims have bet everything on the "why haven't we killed bin Laden?" issue. It is their specific proposal for how they will fight the war on terror. Eliminate Osama bin Laden. I don't recall anything else that is "specific". Stonger, tougher, smarter does not count. It will be a sad day for the Dims when the bin Laden card is taken off the table.
They will be left with "Osama means nothing" We could care less.

And last but not least: Our enemies, who wish us death or worse (and yes, there is worse) have increasingly used your parties rhetoric in their PR campaign to win the hearts and minds of the world. It's working very well for them.

And here's the pitch:

What does this say about the state of the present day Democratic party?

                                           -AmeriDan  (10/9/01   1:20am)

NOTES:
      1. I have a reader who I suspect is a Democrat. A rare one. Very rational and well informed. You've posted good comments here, You're always welcome. But please stay out of the comments in this thread (and this thread only) . If what's his name shows up... it could get ugly.
      2. MadelinesDad has a great blog. Where are my keys? Ranked in the top ten at townhall. It's on my blogroll. Check it out.

UPDATE:     (10/9/06    7:30pm)
       1. I added the line ["Osama means nothing". We could care less.]
       2. M'sDad's "Where are my key's" is now ranked as the #1 blog at 
           Townhall. I couldn't agree more.

I've just published a two part post titled "News you can't lose". A great read, but the "John Kerry Effect" came into play. The dreaded flip-flop.

I was "for" posting them in order, before I screwed up and was "against" posting them in order. I've tried to correct this... but I'm no John Kerry.

So please scroll down to Pt. 1, before reading Pt. 2.

I was checking out the random post that Townhall features on their My Blogs page last night. One featured post had this great insight.... I'm only here to check out what my blog will look like, this is just a test. Nothing else. I realize that some circuit boards pick random blog post out of the air to feature. So, with my luck, this "Idiot alert" post will by the main feature soon. Highlighted in bold.

So if you're reading this from the My Blogs front page, be advised that I'm not a total idiot, and do have something to say. Check it out. This blog is not a test.

                                                        -AmeriDan

     

Every presidential administration paints a rosey picture when issuing predictions for the next quarter, or year(s). It's in the interest of cause and effect. "My fellow Americans, we're screwed and it's only gonna get worst." will not make you rush out and buy that car you've had your eye on.

President Bush is no different in that respect. But a funny thing happened on the way to utopia. Turns out he -gasp- was wrong on everything. Witness the real life reports that are splashed all over the right side of the web, and buried deep undercover in the MSM. Unemployment-down, deficit reduction-working, stock market-record highs. Wages, tax receipts, profits-up up up and away we go with no inflation in sight. The real numbers make the earlier predictions/projections seem on the pessimistic side.

                                   Bush lied... poverty died!

But I still have my MSN homepage to assure me that the economy is in the tank. If that doesn't work, they don't mind helping us get there. Anything for Hillery 08.

                               "Leave you ATM card at home"

                               "The year of spending stingily"

Welcome to my homepage world. Those are real headlines that I've seen most everyday since signing up with my ISP (about seven months ago). Not examples of the variations of headlines. They offer five or six breaking news headlines each day. An example from yesterday..... "Newsweek poll: GOP in meltdown". The breaking news is always good for a laugh. Below that, they rotate between giving sports, fashion, and money advise headlines. The "In Money" headlines seems to rotate up more then the latest news of the NFL though. I wonder why. 

It's news I can't lose.

Slanted news is one thing, but boredom is another. I could change my homepage, but I like the unintentional satire it provides. Though the before mentioned headlines are getting stale. They need to at least change the wording. How about this:

                     "You are getting sleepy, veeery sleepy"

                             "DON'T SPEND MONEY !!!!!!!"

A nice change of pace and the same general message. If you're wondering... Yes, I did take a peek at the contents of both articles. They were so absurd that I was in danger of having my eyeballs permanently rolled back into my skull. I want put you at risk, dear reader, but I do have one quote to share. It left me in awe. A real live threefer. Yep, buy one /get two free. Please put down your drink before reading.

A woman decides that her excess spending has to stop. Why? Because she was..... Drumroll please:

   "tapping the ATM like an Iraqi guerilla pulling crude from the pipeline"

 Slow your spending down, war in Iraq, and oil! Something for everyone.
Enough to make you bury you head beneath the covers in fear. Until it's time to vote for a Democrat. All is not lost though. I have faith that anyone who would buy that line will stay in bed on November 7th.

                                             -AmeriDan   (10/8/06   10:45am)

 

I'm a news and information junkie, and since you're reading this, chances's are good that you are too. But looking at the polls the MSN beats us over the head with everyday - I'd wager a vast majority of Americans see the headlines and that's their news for the day. They'll see:

                           Palestinians agree to peace plan.
     
Then think: Good for them. And head right to the sports section. Or the fashion section. Places where they'll actually read the articles. Next day it's:

                     Israelis walk out of UN peace conference.

Ah Ha, so that's the problem. Never mind that the stories are so full of big "if's", "and's" and "but's" that the headline is, at best, misleading. But... But... the Palestinians want peace. Sorry Charlie, but the only kind of peace they want is pieces of Jews, check out their charter someday and get back with me. As for the walk out, can't understand why they'd only stay one day out of a three day Jew bash. What's the world coming to when fifty plus "nations" can't pile on and tell the tiny Jewish state why they're the cause of all evil in the world? The nerve.

I bring this up now because the MSN headline scam has become a serious threat to my favorite form of humor. Satire. Oh, and national security too, but that's a whole post in itself. So back to the death of satire:

I was lucky enough to stumble across the website of a man named Liberal Larry a couple of years ago. His blog is BlameBush! (see blogroll for link). LibLar dons the tinfoil hat and spews the liberal talking points like no one else can. Not even a Liberal. It was so absurd that I knew what was up after the first paragraph. He was also hilarious. He still is, but he's no longer absurd. Has Liberal Larry changed? Not one bit, but the MSN has caught up with him. If they (MSN) keep this up, LibLarry will become known as a moderate Democrat. Very sad.

Now we come to the part of the post that I like to call... The point.

Did you know that you're not spending any money? That you're holding on tight to the few dollars that you have? You are. I have MSM proof. I see it in the headlines on my homepage almost everyday I log in to the internet.

Please see Part 2, and I'll give you the cold hard MSM facts. As presented by my ISP homepage. Sorry to leave you in suspense about the point I was trying to make, but I don't like to do long post. Plus, I have to use the bathroom.

                                       I blame Bush.

                                          -AmeriDan  (10/8/06  2:20am)

NOTE: If you go over to BlameBush!, I suggest you put on your finest tinfoil hat first. Because word on the street is that KKKarl Rove stalks him and his loyal readers. Check out the comments too. If you see someone named AmeriDan..er, uh, I mean MurthaFan, say hello. He doesn't comment often, but when he does....... Words. Of. Wisdom.


               

I think the Democrats would do a fine job as the majority party... and if you believe that, I've got a Space Shuttle I'll sell you. Only kidding about selling my shuttle, and the fine job line (can you say train wreck?). But I do own two shares of valuable stock in the Space Shuttle Atlantis. First one as a taxpayer, and the second was earned the hard way. I had to help it reach orbit.

I never flipped a switch or turned a dial, or even got to push a lousy button. Vacation advice: NASA frowns on tourists trying that, I assure you they will issue a strongly worded take down. Trust me. I did do my part at the launch though.

A little background: I try to go to Florida once a year if I can manage it. But from '99 till '01, I made sure to go each summer. I planned my vacation time around the shuttle launches. A hard plan destined for failure unless you stick with it for years. First year-scrubbed due to a system failure. Second year- bad weather. What's a guy gotta do to see a shuttle launch? Get lucky, which millions of tourist did, when they just happened to be in the area at that time.
Or keep going back during the time when there's an open vacation slot, and a launch scheduled. Tricky stuff in my line of work.
. 
For me, third time was the charm. So strap in and I'll take you to a shuttle launch. Atlantis, you are go for liftoff.

It's five thirty in the morning, still dark, and you're hung over. Well, at least I was. Keep in mind that I was on vacation, and the night before I had been recklessly "overserved" in a Cocoa Beach bar. Those darn Florida bartenders! At any rate, we and several thousands of our friends line the banks of the Indian River. Their not our friends yet, but we're about to develop a certain kinship with them.

We wait. I expect it to be quick. Two or three seconds tops. An oversized bottle rocket streaking into the air, and gone before you even know what happened. No problem, I have my video camera.

The rockets and engines fire. Mercy me, that's alot of fire. I press record because I have to get the perfect video shot.

Time stands still.

Hey, where's the oversized bottle rocket? Then we realize... it's not a bottle rocket. It is a hugh heavy beast. Tons and tons of the most advanced materials, with more tons of payload in it's cargo bay. Also, hundreds of pounds of flesh and bone. Some of the most intelligent and fearless people on earth are in that huge machine that's fighting to get off the ground.

Atlantis starts to lift off. I let go of the camera without even noticing. No time for such foolish things now. There's a life and death struggle going on before our eye's. I'm ashamed to admit, but my first thought is... she's not gonna make it. But Atlantis hangs in there.

"come on baby", "yes, yes do it", "you can do it", "get up there".

No, I haven't gone back to describing the night before the launch. It's what I'm saying now. It's what you're saying. All our new friends are saying it too. We aren't cheering it on, because this is no sporting event. This is an epic battle between Humans and gravity. We are willing that heavy beast into the air. No loud voices. Just whispers and thoughts. And will power. And clenched hands.

Atlantis climbs, fighting hard for every inch of lift. The seconds I expected turn into minutes and hours and eternities, and still she climbs.

Until she sheds her boosters and fuel tank. Then Atlantis goes from a heavy, bulky beast who has no place in the air... to a spaceship soaring away. No bottle rocket can match that.

With only a vapor trail left to provide proof of what we've just seen and done... there are smiles all around!  Even a few tears of joy and relief. We did it! We got the Shuttle Up!
  
Only during the drive back do we realize our mission is not complete. We have to get her home. She's "our' shuttle now. I wasn't able to be there for the landing, but I kept up with them. Had to "will" them back to earth.

Atlantis made it back.



Unfortunately; not long after that, and in the worst possible way, I was reminded of that feeling I had to get them home. Never thought of it before I helped Atlantis into orbit. It was always a done deal. They made it there, they'll make it back. But I felt the need after helping Atlantis lift off. I know that need.


This post is dedicated to the people on the riverbank for Columbia's last launch. They never got the chance to bring her home. Their mission will never be complete. 

                                              -AmeriDan

This blog has been linked by Six Meat Buffet (see blogroll for link).

To my loyal regular readers. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!! These folks can be downright and hardcore crazy mean. But then again, I'm a loyal reader over there myself. So who am I to judge? 

All kidding aside, I offer a warm welcome to any and all 6MB readers who made the trip. Please see my featured post and other content. You are among friends here.

To Preston, thank you once again. You are the bestest BlogDaddy in the whole wide world.

The most amazing thing is that he linked without being asked. I had debated sending him the post that he did link. "Who's your BlogDaddy?". But I held back. Didn't want to risk annoying the BlogDaddy. Anyone who has read Six Meat Buffet knows that's not a good Ideal. He. Found. It. On. His. Own.

As far as I'm concerned, there's no need to vote on BlogFather of the Year. Give it to Preston. He stops by to check out his illegitimate BlogChild, and then gives a link. What more do you need.

He doesn't remember which of his numerous, seedy blogaffairs spawned the likes of me. I'm sorry to announce that I have no ideal either. You see, my BlogMommy abandoned me -- pause for a gentle sob-- when I was but a wee
blogtot. Late at night, when I dare to dream... I like to think that it's Michelle Malkin. Hey, a guy can dream.

Anyhoo. In just a few weeks time... I have a BlogDaddy. A link. I've made a blogroll. Even have a reader or two. My BlogLife would be complete, if I had a real live troll. 
 
Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome the first ever troll to Life as I Know It.
He's not the smartest troll under the bridge, but he bravely steps up to take a swing at me.

Being a lefty troll, it's a swing and a miss by a country mile. But that's what they do best.

Please see Pt. 2 for the gory details.
.
And thanks for stopping by.

                            -AmeriDan  (10/06/06   4:30am)  

In the future, I'll deal with trolls in the comment section or not at all. But this is my first, so why not a post? Plus, by the time I saw the comment, Madeline'sDad (of wheres my key's?--see blogroll) already had my back. At the "Not my Republican Party" post, the comment section is not a pretty sight. Only two comments, but lots of troll blood and guts. M'sDad delivers a righteous and well deserved smackdown. Reducing what's his name to a bloody puddle of troll goo, who suddenly felt no more need to rewrite my posts. Again, not a pretty sight, but very amusing.

I spent the first part of that post guessing at what kind of a "REPUBLICAN" Foley was. I even speculated that he was not a RINO, because I had never heard him called a maverick. So of course, my troll ends his comment by saying that I'm trying to make Foley into, or even "will" him to become a liberal (or at least left leaning). 

Then he writes.... that I blame liberals for the whole messy scandal. I only wrote the word liberal once, and only to wonder if they had anymore scandals held back. I used the word liberal to describe everyone in the non-scandal scandal. The holding back of information, that may concern a child's safety, for political gain. Everyone involved in the hold back is certainly a liberal. Notice that I give the Democratic party a pass on this. If it's the liberal MSN, or the liberal leakers, or as Drudge calls the leakers--  enemy political operatives. Liberals at some point and time held this back to gain political advantage before an election. Who else would? Republicans? Some advantage!


That's the only thing I could even remotely be seen as blaming Liberals for, and I say the shoe fits.

LeftyLiberalTrollLogic. Priceless. Yet free.

But please come back what's your name, just bring your "A" game or I'll sic M'sDad on ya. 

                     -AmeriDan (10/6/06    1:30am)


   
 
 

This blog wasn't around last month when the Navy announced the retirement of the F-14 TomCat, but since I am silenced no more... Here are my thoughts:

I served on an Aircraft Carrier during the eighties. Even then the F-14 was said to be on the way out. Too big, too expensive to maintain. You name it and it was reason enough to get rid of the TomCats. The F-15's were starting to show up anyway. Sleek, "light" and very deadly. The F-15's are undefeated in air to air combat, so I'll not sale them short here; but for me, there was something magical about the F-14. And scary.

It doesn't surprise me that it took twenty more years to finally pull the plug. Even chained down in the hanger bay.... they looked like they could kill you, just for walking by. The only time an F-14 didn't look like the baddest dude on the block was during takeoff. Once it left the catapult and flightdeck, it dropped like a rock. So much weight! You could almost feel the pilot willing it into flight. When it did grab hold of some air. See Ya later. To paraphase an old saying, it was 400 miles and a cloud of dust. Off to look for a fight, any fight, anywhere.

There is only one plane that could ever replace the F-14's. It's here now, so the TomCats can fly off into the sunset. Enter the F-22 Raptor. A nasty, sneaky, war machine. The baddest dude on the block now. Our enemies will spend all their time and money just trying to figure out how to find them. They have no defense against it. No point in even thinking about an offense. They are that good/bad. There is no other plane like the Raptor.

There was no plane like the F-14 TomCat either. A job well done. In sevice to our Country.

                  -AmeriDan    (10/5/06-11am)