Logging 1,000….miles - it’s so…Boeing…
It became plain…the fore and aft shadowing of what might Wright his…never lost sight as in “forest for the trees…” Being a logger, by nature…flew the coup…
Cost cutting- dollars and sense…Value Jet…Air Bust…
Ana-gram scam…
Palin-drones...as in 747, 707...Radar...bet it made you...look it UP!
Why Oh Why: as in using the seven forward and back...best I can tell, it was to one UP the 666...who would even think of boarding such a flight, stacked deck...? Let alone belting yourself in…Talk about getting deep 6’d!
All settled in? "We'll be reaching cruising altitude..." Have you even ever thought, let alone cared, what heights your current air-liner is aspiring to? And whose piloting this ship? Based on most recent air-line analytics, coming out of the mouths of the now, at least temporarily mollified line workers, we might want to pay closer attention to those so-called "boots on the ground" who are hanging out but where else, but "hangers" -- as in machinist "crews and attitudes"...
"Nuts and bolts" As in the practical portions of who put this (contract) together...handed it over to get ratified, by whose hands, we are, indirectly, putting our trust in...
Grace-full: Occasionally, after a particularly rough outing, people who hardly know each other, will high five, and clap for the pilots upon landing, after brushing off the food stuffs that have spilled, due to turbulence. But how many of us, having blessed "the hands that prepared the feast" last month, ever paused collectively to "and bless the hands that assembled this air bus..."? Isn't that what "collective bargaining" is really all about?
(Up...next: The down low on the low down..."I shutter to think...")
After pausing for a "Funeral for a Friend"
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