posted on March 8, 2002 01:57:49 AM new
I never said that there wasn't a possibility that the plane was shot down, or shot at; my need to know is simply tempered by a sense of respect for the victims' families. If there comes a time when they are clamoring for "the truth", I will respect that, too.
Clearer?
posted on March 8, 2002 03:37:21 AM new
So if you don't have a relative on board you have more respect for the governments right to lie to you in the interests of freedom and democracy?
It is true you have no other interest in knowing the truth if you never get on a airplane or go in public buildings or -- well lets's just say go outside the house.
posted on March 8, 2002 03:56:41 AM new"my need to know is simply tempered by a sense of respect for the victims' families"
As though they are reading this chatboard. So you simply do not have a need to know. Fine. Did someone ask you to have one? I think that the pretentious scoldings based in some claim of compassion for the feelings of the victim's families could be set aside, don't you? To me it seems sort of like asking to suspend all investigations into the activities of an historical figure, say maybe Napolean, because of the percieved possiblity that his mommie might be hurt to find out what a despot she'd raised.
posted on March 8, 2002 04:29:50 AM new Gravid, you've managed to bury the point of your post in negatives that shouldn't be there and a general statement that I might be able to cram some relevance into if I squeezed my eyes shut real tight and counted to thirty-five while hopping up and down singing the Whippenpoof song...
Ken, if you're going to adopt my posts as personal "pretentious scoldings" it must truly be time for me to move on. Thanks for "Napolean" though -- you do always manage to leave me laughing.
posted on March 8, 2002 04:39:14 AM new
Me adopt!? You swiped that lecture from some milksop bleeding heart.
Time to move on? What else is new? You're ALWAYS moving on, in some sort of desperate cyber geographic relocation. I truly do worry for your happiness, Pat. Time is running out.
posted on March 8, 2002 04:58:19 AM new
Oh. You're supposed to sing the Whiffenpoof song while standing on your head and pumping your legs up and down in a circular motion like that done when you ride a bicycle.
posted on March 8, 2002 09:54:19 PM new
Scared ya there for a minute, didn't I? Pshaw -- you know I could never leave you, Ken... and know that I spelled that song incorrectly so that *you* could swoop in with your once-a-year UBB exertion and spell/bold it right. Had to give you a noble opportunity to rectify "Napolean", afterall. God, sweetie, do you know how much I love you?
posted on March 9, 2002 06:12:45 AM new
I just loaded the larger versions of these pictures and put the first second and last on the screen at the same time to study and compare. There are a couple things worth mentioning.
In the first frame there is something intruding between the edge of the frame and that box in the foreground standing on the traffic island.
There are two areas right against the building that show a cloud of some sort of smoke before the plane or parts of it are even close.
After the passage and impact there is a low layer of smoke or vapor obscuring the background beyond the lawn.
In the last frame the trail of smoke or vapor has grown in height but it is starting to disperse enough at the right so the background is again visable.
I think the two balls of smoke in the first frame right against the building are from the muzzle gases of a Phalanx system.
The line of smoke across the lawn is probably because the plane is so heavily damaged in close that is is leaving quite a trail. I don't know if jet fuel fog could be that thick and not flash back from the fire.
Any thoughts or ideas? Put all three up on your screen at the same time and it is real interesting.
posted on April 13, 2002 07:50:21 PM new
A bizarre book claiming that the plane that ploughed into the Pentagon on September 11 never existed, and that the US establishment itself was at the heart of the New York and Washington attacks, has shot to the top of the French bestseller lists to indignation on both sides of the Atlantic.
The Frightening Fraud, by Thierry Meyssan, sold out its original run of 20,000 copies within two hours of going on sale. "We've sold 2,500 copies in 10 days, when a blockbuster novel sells maybe 1,500 in a month," a spokesman at Fnac Les Halles, one of France's biggest bookshops, said. "It's a phenomenon."
