Well worn Master Caution BS pushbutton
Low tech turbulence indicator
For sale! Your very own BS light. I might buy one myself, there is always use for it on long trips.
Hey Mike! Great pics. I especially like the turbulence indicator. Next time your in Kona and have time to fly with us, let me know cause we have moved! The Kona R/C Flyers have completed phase 1 of construction at our new private flying field. The new field is located 4.47 sm from the threshold of KOA Runway 35 on a bearing of 160 degrees at 19° 39′ 47″ N x 156° 01′ 22″ W at an elevation of 35′ MSL. We have two active runways in use, runway 24/6 and runway 33/15. Not a tree, telephone pole or building in sight! It’s really turning out to be a great place to fly. If you ever get a runway 35 landing at KOA just look out your window halfway through your turn onto final and you’ll see the new field. Construction pics are on the website. Hope you can fly with us again soon.
Has the FBI paid you and Chesire a 5.00 AM call to collect your hard drives, boxes, documents, laptops and PCs in regard to publishing SCAB lists of Continental pilots? One thing about the Web, it is always there whether you bring it down or not. From the Arnold movie…”get ready for a big surprise!”
Ode To A SCAB
After God had finished the rattlesnake, the toad, and the vampire, He had some awful substance left with which He made a scab. A scab is a two-legged animal with a corkscrew soul, a waterlogged brain, and a combination backbone made of jelly and glue. Where others have hearts, he carries a tumor of rotten principles.
When a scab comes down the street, men turn their backs and angels weep in heaven, and the devil shuts the gates of hell to keep him out. No man has a right to scab as long as there is a pool of water deep enough to drown his body in, or a rope long enough to hang his carcass with. Judas Iscariot was a gentleman compared with a scab. For betraying his Master, he had character enough to hang himself. A scab hasn’t.
Esau sold his birthright for a mess of pottage. Judas Iscariot sold his savior for thirty pieces of silver. Benedict Arnold sold his country for a promise of a commission in the British Army. The modern strikebreaker sells his birthright, his country, his wife, his children, and his fellow men for an unfulfilled promise from his employer, trust, or corporation.
With much love,
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