Joined: 14 Jan 2006 Posts: 12909 Location: United States of America
Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 5:18 am Post subject:
Big Ben wrote:
So if that's the case, Barney Fife took himself seriously, but nobody else did?
Exactly. Very good you are.
Is Ben short for Benjamin, as in Benjamin Leighton Matlock, Esq. You are not 'the' Ben Matlock are you? I think he might have known Mr Fife in earlier years.
"I wish I was big enough to grab all your leaders by the ankles, and take them into a cement room, and swing them around bashing their skulls into the walls till all that was left of their heads was mush... Ahhh, but someone beat me to it.. that's all that's left in their heads already..."
"Erm, so...Coz, you'd make war on the family of man, too."
Not with the family of man.. but with the assholes and bullies who have humanity trapped in a cage, and who are destroying this planet... Is it "war" to take-out garbage, to bury smelly carcasses, to complain about evil, to do something to try to stop the rampant evil and insanity..? If it is, then I'm at war with the mindless assholes...
Christianity is the greatest evil on the planet... Democracy is merely christianity's little enforcer-pawn... Take an honest look at the huge mess religion has made of all life on the planet, as if humanity is at war with life and the planet... I am merely fighting to stop wars.. and should a few politicians and world-leader demons fall.. Well, that's just "collateral damage"...
[quote="myron myron"]Tell that to Donald J. Engel, a Christian-hating Canadian Jew aged 62.
I don't hate anyone... I love everything that is life on this planet, and on and around, all the planets, in all the universes... I hate no thing, but killing sports, ball sports, most males, gas pricing world manipulation stuff which devours the planet and the quality of life, as but a meal... I despise your crazy road to extinction... I despise your crazy money scams targeting the poor and destitute... I despise your mindless psychotic bullies... I have the connections, that I could control your Being to fulfill my whim, but I do not touch your life, nor your freewill to be insane and extinct for god and money, gold fever/god fever culture and ways... I do not force anything upon you, because I love you... but that doesn't mean that I want anything to do with you... I don't want you in my life... I just want to wake you up, so you will stop anything you are doing that is harming life and the planet.. so I won't need to live in the stench of your hell...
I'm listening to some, most wick-ed, Prime African moderne ultra-classic folk music, ("7749-945154 02"), and thinking-on, "the differences between "the big picture/and "the little picture".. is when I suddenly realize that your output is only a failed attempt at looking at any little picture... Your mind believes "you will fall off the edge of a square planet should you dare process any thought on little things"... half of you is insane, boxed behind a startle that you turned into a fear... You are afraid you will suddenly-die the moment you let love touch you, so you destroy love where-ever you find it... You've switched Off over half your Being, whilst the other bit runs around in circles at full throttle in the dark... You is running on 1/3 thrusters...
There's your lesson!.. You owe me big dollars for directing you to the rest of your life Bitch!.. healing you over the fuking internet yet... Only your problem is that you will never see me in action at full throttle, and any of the light-shows I do for Innocents, in freeing spirits from your Sin.. cuz I'd never let you get that close, Ever!.. which doesn't negate your paying your bill just because you found the nipple to be cold, and rejection... I just hopes I don'ts hafta burps you too! so I don'ts hafto put up with all your burpup all over my shoulders and face... I hope I haven't created a monster over there.. Shiva is just an attitude.. a level.. a layer of "reality".. "a peanut".. "a whisp of rice-paper"... Do you really all of me in your wee spirit's face hun..? you couldn't know stuff was happening till it was over... Part of you is Human, some of the greatest stuff humes is made of.. the rest is monkey, the stuff you try to hide asleep... Look into the fuking honesty mirror inside you, Ape!, and scrape off the stuff of you that is "Shidt"... or fail at Life in failing to become all Human, all that a human is composed of, all at full throttle, with all marbles in motion, like a solar system has all its marbles in perfect e-motion... the "mind"...
But I still haven't told you how to do it... That's reserved for a book, After! I've succeeded in the first plazma engine... Deal is.. Lab, engine, then book... or go to Hell!... aay-fukingk "amen"!.. I'm Solo! and it seem I'm the only one who can escape your great "hell on earth"... All I want from humanity is about a hundred babes, to push or pull to the otherside, so I'll have sweet loving friends there... Best wake-up Babe!.. This train don't stop twice... The question remains: Do you want to feel your azz crumbling into dust..? Or, do you want to feel hot dragon-skin trembling against your delicious bare exotic-booty..? to have someone to fuk your brains-out in the afterlife..? or not..? If you aren't love, you don't see the door... Love does not embrace hate.. ever!..
Everyone who thinks he or she has a right to the afterlife, had best knock on the first door.. and Properly! ask permission to be of Life, as life as life gets, or forfeit the rest of love life has to offer.. parallel to how I asked the troubled little bird for a sign that I have its permission to assist it.. Immediately it closed its eyes, which is about as Yes as yes gets... See the little things... touch them.. love them.. know them.. be them you.. tthey won't kill you... they are what love is made of... See a bug in your way, say to it, "this is a dangerous place for you to be".. Crawl to my fingers, and I'll take you to a better place"... The bug crawls onto your thumb nail, looking forward as you walk... You turn the directions the bugs head does... You take it to its new home.. making-sure there aren't any spider homes nearby... The next time that bug sees you, it will likely fly to land on your face.. like saying "Yo Bro"... is when "soft purple-planet" happens, whilst runningit solo.. only without the mess, and away from your hell...
Maybe even get a chance at making love with thee goddess... if not just to give her how it feels body and senses, emotions, and passions... only to leave her Rushing, so Big, that planets could split in-two should she even begin to whim it... filling her majesty with all the possible sensations of softly kissing the ridge of her cheekbones, in painting a continuous warm meandering wet path, from her ear to ear.. to cooling it with soft cool breath.. to warming it with Life's fullest kisses ear to ear.. pumping her majesty's spirit with all Life's hottest sensations... a diamondish gift to her majesty, to the one day when we make love to more than just to chin, lips, shoulders and tummy.. into the realms where she momentarily believes she is none but a life support system for a cundt while her lover is in caress and embrace with the one goddess.... is about the time "purple-planet" begins to happen whence you starts to cum... Drive it if you can... or fall asleep, if your mind is Off...
A "mind indicator".. to be the test, for one to succeed at, in registering the right to vote in elections... to keep the monkeys out, so our lives won't forever be run by their mindless standards... so humanity can begin to evolve again... We'll call it "The Second Evolution of Man"... has a nice ring to it, do you think..?.. It would have been "Brotherhood of Man".. but that was just a website, forsale, five years ago... Now it's a song, and a store.. and maybe a couple jungle clubs..? I don't want to look!.. As if is be that there just might be a "formula" to "pull mankind out of Hell"..? but you'll have to loose the "600-billion pound diaper" before I even begins to try to lift anything... A hundred love-filled babes, is all I ask.. The rest of you can all go to hell.. or read my book "map to immortality"... Lab, Engine, Book.. or Hell..? you pick...
Your present path, is you falling off a square planet.. you are still dancing around golden idols, like neanderthals around a campfire...
I'm not saying it's bad.. I'm saying you don't need to live there all the time.. there's more to life... 90% more... Chapter One: Book: Map to Immortality.. "Scenic tour through the 90% more"...
Chapter One: Script: Blue Base Eternity.. "Scenic tour into the Blue"...
Chapter Three: Blue Base Eternity.. "Scenic tour into Life's bases and substructures"...
Chapter four: will make you wet your pants where you sit...
Publishing world says it can't handle my stuff... Is there an honest publisher, out there, who has its mind switched-On..? I've got some extreme perfume ads to get into the works... and have found a new biological, labs can milk for a new molecule, thirty times the potency of that of the long extinct "perfume nut"... if just to extinct deer-nuts and skunk-ass nauseants off market, so I can go into public areas without that stench attacking my nostrils, like "old grizzly bear" stench... them perfume companies got downtown smelling like Satan's Arse... I needs to fix it.. or lose my sense of smell to hell.. which leaves me no option, but to extinct musk carriers with the very best life has to offer in carriers... as long as labs don't harm the specimens... I could teach you how to be kind to life.. then Life will embrace you with all it is...
Why do you suppose all the great philosophers and writers suggested so emphatically ("strongly") the great importance that everyone learn all their is about love..?
Because it is the ticket to realizing an afterlife.. as is it the ticket for us to make our proverbial heaven on earth, to get a start on building it here now... Instead of just always talking a good heaven, do one...
The weirdest thing in the whole world, to me.. is that the only love I ever felt from all of Life, was in when freddie, the huge-frog I befriended, smiled after I picked her up to my shoulder, and she rubbed her face to mine like an affectionate cat does to your ankle.. And the times she sang to me from the planet... And when she would answer, and come when I called, when I took her for swims in the frog pond, way out back by the river...
I sense only varying degrees of pain and hate from most humans... You make it feel like we're living in hell...
Joined: 14 Jan 2006 Posts: 12909 Location: United States of America
Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 7:31 pm Post subject:
cosmicB wrote:
The weirdest thing in the whole world, to me.. is that the only love I ever felt from all of Life, was in when freddie, the huge-frog I befriended, smiled after I picked her up to my shoulder, and she rubbed her face to mine like an affectionate cat does to your ankle.. And the times she sang to me from the planet... And when she would answer, and come when I called, when I took her for swims in the frog pond, way out back by the river...
You will see here that 4 squadrons currently use the Eurofighter. UK squadrons usually have 12 aircraft in each. (Exception - Tornado squadrons have 16 each). Therefore, 4 x 12 = 48. That is only 2 shy of the figure that I have given you. My figure of 50 is however correct.
If you look at the webpage for RAF Coningsby (the present home of the Eurofighter) you will see in the picture at the top that 9 are lined up side by side.
This does prove me correct. If you want to make a big deal out of the 2 "missing" ones - then that is your problem.
Secondly, you are the one who claims the following:
The Colonel wrote:
our air force equal to the US in quality
Tornadoes, Harriers and Jaguars are not "advanced fighters" (the term I used).
Assuming you can prove that the UK has 50 Eurofighters presently in service -- which remains to be seen -- that would not prove your claim that the RAF is "equal to the US in quality"; not even close.
Thunderbolts - old.
B-52 - very old.
B-1 - old.
F-15's - most versions dated.
F-16's - old and dated.
The above do not represent quality or advanced aircraft, in the terms you a describing. A Eurofighter versus any of the above - Eurofighter wins.
The F-22 and B-2 however, are modern and good aircraft, but few in number.
You have been discredited so many times in this thread that you must be shameless even to show your mug here any more.
I haven't actually ... and once again I've proven myself to be right.
The U.S. Air Force has 91 F-22 Raptors currently in service (at least 108 have been built thus far), almost twice the number of RAF Typhoons. Source U.S.A.F.: http://www.af.mil/factsheets/factsheet.asp?fsID=199
Britain's own Defence Evaluation and Research Agency (DERA) compared the Eurofighter Typhoon to the American F-22 Raptor and concluded that the Raptor is superior to the Typhoon:
Quote:
The Eurofighter project has been subject to several operational evaluations. These have been carried out, independently from the Eurofighter consortium, primarily by Britain's DERA, the Defence Evaluation and Research Agency (now split into QinetiQ and DSTL). Unlike many previous theoretical operational capability studies, the Eurofighter analysis utilised a true simulation approach. This was achieved through a number of networked battle simulation computers, termed JOUST, each of which can be flown by human pilots.
This system was used to comprehensively evaluate the BVR (Beyond Visual Range) performance of the Eurofighter and other aircraft against an upgraded Su-27 Flanker (comparable to an Su-35 Super Flanker and its equivalents). The studies investigated all aspect best performances from the major systems on each aircraft; avionics, structure (including RCS data), engine performance (including fuel usage), defences and man-machine interfaces. In these tests the French Rafale utilised the Matra-BAe MICA air to air missile (which is the primary AA weapon of the French airforce) while the other aircraft used the Raytheon-Hughes AMRAAM.
These simulations concluded that Eurofighter has a win rating of 82% (100% equals always win, 0% equals always lose, 50% equals parity) against the target aircraft. A more typical way to present this data is as a combat exchange ratio, for the Typhoon this equals 4.5:1. In other words statistically one Eurofighter would be lost for every 4.5 Su-35 fighters shot down. This compares extremely favourably to the other aircraft (see also the BVR Combat Rating table); F-16C Falcon (0.3:1), F-15C Eagle (0.8:1), F-18C Hornet (0.3:1), F-18+ (0.4:1, NB this is not the current F-18E/F which is apparently a downgraded version of the F-18+ used in the studies) and Dassault Rafale (1:1). Only the LM/Boeing F-22 Raptor bettered the Eurofighter's performance with a combat exchange ratio of 10.1:1.
The Raptor is capable of Mach 1.7 speed without afterburners; the Typhoon is in the Mach 1.2 range. The Raptor has thrust vectoring; the Typhoon does not. And note that the RAF Typhoon uses the American Raytheon-Hughes AMRAAM air-to-air missile system.
The Tornado and Harrier were first introduced in the 1970s, about the same time as the F-15 (which has a perfect record in extensive combat), F-16 and F-18 (which have both been upgraded numerous times). The RAF website states that Jaguars were no longer in service as of May 2007.
The UK has nothing even close to the American B-1 Lancer, B-2 Spirit and F-117 Nighthawk bombers or even comparable to the upgraded B-52s presently in service (which you call "very old"). Indeed, the UK has no inter-continental strategic bombers
Based on the foregoing facts, your following statement is demonstrably, laughably false:
The Colonel wrote:
our air force equal to the US in quality
And your claim in the OP that the UK has "1800 Combat Aircraft" is a demonstrable lie, a fiction.
You have been discredited so many times in this thread that you must be shameless even to show your mug here any more, you lying buffoon.
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I'm listening to some, most wick-ed, Prime African moderne ultra-classic folk music, ("7749-945154 02"), and thinking-on, "the differences between "the big picture/and "the little picture".. is when I suddenly realize that your output is only a failed attempt at looking at any little picture... Your mind believes "you will fall off the edge of a square planet should you dare process any thought on little things"... half of you is insane, boxed behind a startle that you turned into a fear... You are afraid you will suddenly-die the moment you let love touch you, so you destroy love where-ever you find it... You've switched Off over half your Being, whilst the other bit runs around in circles at full throttle in the dark... You is running on 1/3 thrusters...
There's your lesson!.. You owe me big dollars for directing you to the rest of your life Bitch!.. healing you over the fuking internet yet... Only your problem is that you will never see me in action at full throttle, and any of the light-shows I do for Innocents, in freeing spirits from your Sin.. cuz I'd never let you get that close, Ever!.. which doesn't negate your paying your bill just because you found the nipple to be cold, and rejection... I just hopes I don'ts hafta burps you too! so I don'ts hafto put up with all your burpup all over my shoulders and face... I hope I haven't created a monster over there.. Shiva is just an attitude.. a level.. a layer of "reality".. "a peanut".. "a whisp of rice-paper"... Do you really all of me in your wee spirit's face hun..? you couldn't know stuff was happening till it was over... Part of you is Human, some of the greatest stuff humes is made of.. the rest is monkey, the stuff you try to hide asleep... Look into the fuking honesty mirror inside you, Ape!, and scrape off the stuff of you that is "Shidt"... or fail at Life in failing to become all Human, all that a human is composed of, all at full throttle, with all marbles in motion, like a solar system has all its marbles in perfect e-motion... the "mind"...
But I still haven't told you how to do it... That's reserved for a book, After! I've succeeded in the first plazma engine... Deal is.. Lab, engine, then book... or go to Hell!... aay-fukingk "amen"!.. I'm Solo! and it seem I'm the only one who can escape your great "hell on earth"... All I want from humanity is about a hundred babes, to push or pull to the otherside, so I'll have sweet loving friends there... Best wake-up Babe!.. This train don't stop twice... The question remains: Do you want to feel your azz crumbling into dust..? Or, do you want to feel hot dragon-skin trembling against your delicious bare exotic-booty..? to have someone to fuk your brains-out in the afterlife..? or not..? If you aren't love, you don't see the door... Love does not embrace hate.. ever!..
Everyone who thinks he or she has a right to the afterlife, had best knock on the first door.. and Properly! ask permission to be of Life, as life as life gets, or forfeit the rest of love life has to offer.. parallel to how I asked the troubled little bird for a sign that I have its permission to assist it.. Immediately it closed its eyes, which is about as Yes as yes gets... See the little things... touch them.. love them.. know them.. be them you.. tthey won't kill you... they are what love is made of... See a bug in your way, say to it, "this is a dangerous place for you to be".. Crawl to my fingers, and I'll take you to a better place"... The bug crawls onto your thumb nail, looking forward as you walk... You turn the directions the bugs head does... You take it to its new home.. making-sure there aren't any spider homes nearby... The next time that bug sees you, it will likely fly to land on your face.. like saying "Yo Bro"... is when "soft purple-planet" happens, whilst runningit solo.. only without the mess, and away from your hell...
Maybe even get a chance at making love with thee goddess... if not just to give her how it feels body and senses, emotions, and passions... only to leave her Rushing, so Big, that planets could split in-two should she even begin to whim it... filling her majesty with all the possible sensations of softly kissing the ridge of her cheekbones, in painting a continuous warm meandering wet path, from her ear to ear.. to cooling it with soft cool breath.. to warming it with Life's fullest kisses ear to ear.. pumping her majesty's spirit with all Life's hottest sensations... a diamondish gift to her majesty, to the one day when we make love to more than just to chin, lips, shoulders and tummy.. into the realms where she momentarily believes she is none but a life support system for a cundt while her lover is in caress and embrace with the one goddess.... is about the time "purple-planet" begins to happen whence you starts to cum... Drive it if you can... or fall asleep, if your mind is Off...
A "mind indicator".. to be the test, for one to succeed at, in registering the right to vote in elections... to keep the monkeys out, so our lives won't forever be run by their mindless standards... so humanity can begin to evolve again... We'll call it "The Second Evolution of Man"... has a nice ring to it, do you think..?.. It would have been "Brotherhood of Man".. but that was just a website, forsale, five years ago... Now it's a song, and a store.. and maybe a couple jungle clubs..? I don't want to look!.. As if is be that there just might be a "formula" to "pull mankind out of Hell"..? but you'll have to loose the "600-billion pound diaper" before I even begins to try to lift anything... A hundred love-filled babes, is all I ask.. The rest of you can all go to hell.. or read my book "map to immortality"... Lab, Engine, Book.. or Hell..? you pick...
Your present path, is you falling off a square planet.. you are still dancing around golden idols, like neanderthals around a campfire...
I'm not saying it's bad.. I'm saying you don't need to live there all the time.. there's more to life... 90% more... Chapter One: Book: Map to Immortality.. "Scenic tour through the 90% more"...
Chapter One: Script: Blue Base Eternity.. "Scenic tour into the Blue"...
Chapter Three: Blue Base Eternity.. "Scenic tour into Life's bases and substructures"...
Chapter four: will make you wet your pants where you sit...
Publishing world says it can't handle my stuff... Is there an honest publisher, out there, who has its mind switched-On..? I've got some extreme perfume ads to get into the works... and have found a new biological, labs can milk for a new molecule, thirty times the potency of that of the long extinct "perfume nut"... if just to extinct deer-nuts and skunk-ass nauseants off market, so I can go into public areas without that stench attacking my nostrils, like "old grizzly bear" stench... them perfume companies got downtown smelling like Satan's Arse... I needs to fix it.. or lose my sense of smell to hell.. which leaves me no option, but to extinct musk carriers with the very best life has to offer in carriers... as long as labs don't harm the specimens... I could teach you how to be kind to life.. then Life will embrace you with all it is...
Why do you suppose all the great philosophers and writers suggested so emphatically ("strongly") the great importance that everyone learn all their is about love..?
Because it is the ticket to realizing an afterlife.. as is it the ticket for us to make our proverbial heaven on earth, to get a start on building it here now... Instead of just always talking a good heaven, do one...
Abso-F******-lutely beautiful man. The only criticism I have is it is too intense…too much at once. But, that’s me, not you. Whoa…my admiration is nobody else’s business, so I’ll say no more.
So if that's the case, Barney Fife took himself seriously, but nobody else did?
Exactly. Very good you are.
Is Ben short for Benjamin, as in Benjamin Leighton Matlock, Esq. You are not 'the' Ben Matlock are you? I think he might have known Mr Fife in earlier years.
So in your opinion, is Barney Fife someone to be pitied, or excoriated?
I could be Ben Matlock, you know But that would mean I have grey hair
To try show what I have said is correct (only a partial list, but you can see for yourself anyway)
352 Tornado's,
48 Eurofighters with 232 on order,
78 Harriers,
67 Apaches,
47 Hercules,
129 Siddeley Hawk's.
That is only some. We have also of the top of my head, Gazelles, Westland Lynx, Sea Kings, Tucano's, Tristars, Chinooks, and many many more!
The total of in service combat aircraft (which does include some memorial flight aircraft): 1817.
Hercules, Sea Kings, Gazelles, Tristars, "Siddeley Hawk's" and Chinooks are cargo, utility and trainer aircraft, not combat aircraft.
And what you have "on order" does not count.
I was right: the RAF does not have even close to half of the 1800 combat aircraft you claim.
Who are you kidding?
They are all aircraft for use in combat. They are combat aircraft for use in military operations. You should know there are different roles in combat (e.g. air strip strikes).
If you are referring to fighter aircraft, then of course we don't have 1800. If you want the total of fighter aircraft - then I can probably give it to you (if I can find it).
(And by the way, all the trainers can be armed)
When you claimed in your OP that the United States has "3533 Combat Aircraft," did you use the same expansive definition of "combat aircraft" you state above? Of course you didn't -- because you are a liar. You used a much narrower definition of "combat aircraft" for the United States than you used for the UK.
Under your definition of "combat aircraft" stated above, the United States has a total of 13,851 "combat aircraft" in service, as follows: U.S. Air Force has 5578; U.S. Army has 4135; U.S. Marine Corps. has 1339; and U.S. Navy has 2799. Under your definition stated above, the United States has 10,298 more combat aircraft than the "3553 Combat Aircraft" you claimed in your OP.
If you were a British Colonel as you claim, you would know the UK MoD defines "combat aircraft" as follows:
Quote:
"Combat aircraft" means a fixed-wing or variable-geometry wing aircraft armed and equipped to engage targets by employing guided missiles, unguided rockets, bombs, guns, cannons, or other weapons of destruction, as well as any model or version of such an aircraft which performs other military functions such as reconnaissance or electronic warfare. The term "combat aircraft" does not include primary trainer aircraft.
The UK MoD Defence Statistics 2007 lists 471 total "Combat Aircraft," as follows: Canberra (1); Harrier (95); Jaguar (73); Tornado (259); EF 2000 (34); Buccaneer (1); F4 Phantom (6); Hunter (1); Lightning (1). The RAF website states that Jaguars were no longer in service as of May 2007.
Even if we count the 73 Jaguars no longer in service and we increase the number of Typhoons from 34 (listed in the 2007 MoD statistics) to 48 (currently in service per the RAF), the total number of British combat aircraft currently in service would be 485. That's 1,315 less than the "1800 Combat Aircraft" you claimed in your OP.
Your modus operandi is to throw out baseless bullshit and hope it sticks, but when challenged with sourced facts, you become ensnared in your web of lies.
The Colonel seems to have arrived at the figure of over 1800 combat aircraft from a Wikipedia article that claims to list all currently active military aircraft in use by the United Kingdom.
This includes:-
The entire aircraft inventory of the Royal Air Force, the Fleet Air Arm and the Army Air Corps, regardless of whether they are combat aircraft or not, e.g. all transport aircraft and helicopters, rescue helicopters, airborne early warning aircraft, basic trainer aircraft, training gliders, tanker aircraft, liaison helicopters, etc.
Also included in his list are:-
Aircraft of the . Test Pilot’s School.
The RAF Battle of Britain Memorial Flight.
The Royal Navy Historic Flight.
The Army Historic Aircraft Flight.
The Colonel has made so many false claims that no sane person can believe a word that he says, or even that he is who he claims to be, especially as he apparently doesn’t know what ‘combat aircraft’ are.
The Colonel seems to have arrived at the figure of over 1800 combat aircraft from a Wikipedia article that claims to list all currently active military aircraft in use by the United Kingdom.
This includes:-
The entire aircraft inventory of the Royal Air Force, the Fleet Air Arm and the Army Air Corps, regardless of whether they are combat aircraft or not, e.g. all transport aircraft and helicopters, rescue helicopters, airborne early warning aircraft, basic trainer aircraft, training gliders, tanker aircraft, liaison helicopters, etc.
Also included in his list are:-
Aircraft of the . Test Pilot’s School.
The RAF Battle of Britain Memorial Flight.
The Royal Navy Historic Flight.
The Army Historic Aircraft Flight.
The Colonel has made so many false claims that no sane person can believe a word that he says, or even that he is who he claims to be, especially as he apparently doesn’t know what ‘combat aircraft’ are.
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You are not 'the' Ben Matlock are you? I think he might have known Mr Fife in earlier years.
But that would mean I have grey hair 