When are you a "Politician?" Promise and Don't Deliver--You're "In!"

My excuse is headaches with no rational etiology, bratty rich kid teenagers who should be coyote food bothering me, and girls at Starbucks who clear the place for you-know-who to shake her moneymaker. I said, "Hi." This is fact, and a bit like Federal Courthouses past and future.

Oh, do "they" ever fight the crash reports! In today's gem, a bitter old spook has again already supplied the arrows, but no drawings of ghosts this time. I understand that for some reason, the media collective fly-brain never bothers to read the latest NTSB batch of bullfeathers by the time it is released, and who with 2.5 kiddos will look for it, so that leaves poor old Hughes, unrecognized as [flying saucers!] Howard's grandson to become ill, because I don't fly, but certain things are elementary, Watson, such as:


CAM-2  "Anti-ice."
CAM-1  "Off."

What was that? Off? The airplane's underpowered to begin with engines were full of snow, because the company tractor could not pull them out of the gate, and whiz-boy ran thrusters to get out of a snowbank. To make sure D.C. attorneys make even more dough, these potentially "brain-jacked" & giggling fellows then sat behind a DC-9 to melt the snow on their wings, turning it to solid ice. Howard Stern, almost "Back in the day" joked that a Potomac bridge would make a fine boarding spot, but what Mr. Hughes wonders is, with no mysterious mass electrical failures this time, couldn't he have nudged that falling rock into the drink without inconveniencing motorists, as with a Boeing 737 on top of the family car?

Wikipedia does not list egotistical deceased passengers? Suspicious, indeed.

My oh so fired FBI analyzed that "Black Box" to determine the guy really said "Off," but did not notice any further anomalies? Whew! What did you say, sir?

CAM -2 "Boy, this is shitty, it's probably the shittiest snow I've seen."

As the late, great, Frank Zappa said in Saint Louis, Missouri, "Real professional, Howie."