A few years ago, I had a meeting in downtown Baltimore. Ran into some construction traffic, used up all my slack time then GPS said there was an accident ahead on the main drag and directed me onto side roads. I learned a lesson that day - better late for the meeting than dead. What a ridiculous shithole.
Well, Baltimore is on the edge of Chesapeake Bay. The Russians might bring in one of their Moskva class boats with its obsolete S300 missiles that could be altered for ground attack.
We blame the Rooskies and get a land clearance project. Sounds workable. If Team Putinski goes home early, no one will notice what they had done.
Not counting the news outlets or websites along the full range of accuracy and veracity, I follow multiple actual individuals' handwritten blogs. (Bot news aggregators don't thrill me.) Looking them over, many are current serving or former military and a couple are some variation of high-speed low-drag elite forces ninjas. Or just funny as all. Because life without humor is just despair. So in other words, the same folks I trusted in the military not to wet the bed, sh*t themselves, or otherwise run around like headless Nancys, are the same folks I trust on the interwebz, for demonstrating pretty much the same trustworthiness and circumspectly responsible behavior. Color me shocked.
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A few years ago, I had a meeting in downtown Baltimore. Ran into some construction traffic, used up all my slack time then GPS said there was an accident ahead on the main drag and directed me onto side roads. I learned a lesson that day - better late for the meeting than dead. What a ridiculous shithole.
Would we further demand they shell Detroit and Chicago? I mean, D.C. goes without saying.
Well, Baltimore is on the edge of Chesapeake Bay. The Russians might bring in one of their Moskva class boats with its obsolete S300 missiles that could be altered for ground attack.
We blame the Rooskies and get a land clearance project. Sounds workable. If Team Putinski goes home early, no one will notice what they had done.
In the foreground of that picture is the primary reason Baltimore is Baltimore.
If Baltimore was given $14B nothing would change.
@John,
You forgot the part about shelling the shit out of it for six months, before they get the $14B.
That'd make a yuuuuuuuge difference.
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