Porterville III

By lex, on May 4th, 2011

So, a 0900 take-off was the plan for Sunday morning, and I was interested in seeing what detritus was left parked on the ramp when we blasted off, for it was fashionable amongst the T-34B set to pooh-pooh the reliability of the Yaks and Nanjangs, made as they were by slave labor, practically, and the T-34 being a proud product from the descendants of one Walter Beech, whose legacy of making goodly gear with an eye towards quality withstood his sad demise.

Credo

"Sign on, young man, and sail with me. The stature of our homeland is no more than the measure of ourselves. Our job is to keep her free. Our will is to keep the torch of freedom burning for all. To this solemn purpose we call on the young, the brave, the strong, and the free. Heed my call, Come to the sea. Come Sail with me."

— John Paul Jones

"Pardon him, Theodotus; he is a barbarian, and thinks that the customs of his tribe and island are the laws of nature"

— George Bernard Shaw, Caesar and Cleopatra

"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music."

— Friedrich Nietzsche

"A kind Providence has placed in our breasts a hatred of the unjust and cruel, in order that we may preserve ourselves from cruelty and injustice. They who bear cruelty, are accomplices in it. The pretended gentleness which excludes that charitable rancour, produces an indifference which is half an approbation. They never will love where they ought to love, who do not hate where they ought to hate."

— Edmund Burke

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— Leonidas

"Blogito Ergo Sum"

— Neptunus Lex