Don't get me started on the military(ish) need for SECRECY, calling a frilly photo op a MISSION, or, the total disregard for consideration of the human psychological frailties.
Of course I'm referring to the recent incident of a huge jet flying way too low over New York city, whose citizens are the ones who bear the scars of actually being present for the 9/11 disaster.
I refer to a little something know as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. You and I may have experienced such a phenomena after, say, being in a minor car accident, and finding ourselves jumping at a leaf hitting the windshield ever thereafter.
The lack of care for fellow human beings is appalling. And I doubt the men in charge, to this moment, really understand what the fuss is all about. Maybe karma will open their eyes later.
I am sure there is a need for yet one more photo of Air Force One. Right? Definitely a huge need, for somebody of other....Well, one writer, a voice of wisdom, wrote to the LA Times. She had a one word for this conundrum.
PHOTOSHOP.
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