I’m trying to not even look at media. Whatever happens will happen. It’ll happen far far far above my pay grade. If anyone had a damn lick of common sense it wouldn’t have gone this far anyway.
I voted and that may or may not have mattered. I cannot un-know the math skills I gained over the years so I have a pretty solid hunch. You do too. If it didn’t matter how I voted last November it won’t matter ever again. You know that too.
That got me thinking about Major Kong. Dude was trapped in a script that had no way of wining. Kong and his brass balls rode the thing to the end. Kong got the job done. I salute Major Kong:
“Well, boys, I reckon this is it – nuclear combat toe to toe with the Roosskies. Now look, boys, I ain’t much of a hand at makin’ speeches, but I got a pretty fair idea that something doggone important is goin’ on back there. And I got a fair idea the kinda personal emotions that some of you fellas may be thinkin’. Heck, I reckon you wouldn’t even be human bein’s if you didn’t have some pretty strong personal feelin’s about nuclear combat. I want you to remember one thing, the folks back home is a-countin’ on you and by golly, we ain’t about to let ’em down. I tell you something else, if this thing turns out to be half as important as I figure it just might be, I’d say that you’re all in line for some important promotions and personal citations when this thing’s over with. That goes for ever’ last one of you regardless of your race, color or your creed. Now let’s get this thing on the hump – we got some flyin’ to do.”
