monthly musings from JD
January 2009 - Miracle On 48th Street
We have EVIDENCE, dear readers.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
We have e-v-i-d-e-n-c-e!
All doubters, all non-believers, all of US, we have EVIDENCE!!!!
This afternoon, on the afternoon of January 15th, 2009, a 60 ton object going 176 miles per hour LANDED ON THE HUDSON RIVER.
AND IT FLOATED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It landed on WATER.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
This is NOT possible.
The laws of physics CLEARLY state this.
A large ROCK does NOT FLOAT.
No matter how much we fall to our knees and pray to the great and vast and kind cosmos, a LARGE ROCK does NOT float.
YET ONE DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I cannot stop laughing.
I am overwhelmed with joy.
I can’t stop APPLAUDING the SPIRIT of US!!!!!!
If only we fucking believe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And EVERYONE, even an old lady wheelchair bound, and an infant, made it out ALIVE.
One hundred and fifty-five human souls MADE IT OUT ALIVE.
We will ALL make it out ALIVE!
Remember for a moment, that this ole singer served a few years, as a much younger man, of course, in the Naval Air.
I know a thing or two about aeroplanes.
I love them.
I love their smell.
Their grace.
Their power.
I love the impossibility of them EVER being in the air.
I love how sometimes they fly when they should not fly.
There is no ‘explanation’ for that, and yet, it happens.
On board the USS Independence, as a boy-man, I stood with my upper body sticking up THROUGH the right wing of an F4-B. So large was the hole, no, the holes, in that wing, that there was no aerodynamic way the plane COULD continue to fly, and yet it DID.
It flew because there is a DIRECT connection between the HUMAN sprit ‘flying’ the aircraft, and the AIRCRAFT.
Soul and ‘machine’.
Yeah.
Sure.
‘Machine’.
Jet planes do NOT ‘glide’.
They are rocks.
They fall from the sky.
In the ‘old days’, a ‘prop’ plane could be expected to ‘glide’ a bit.
But jets do not glide.
They FALL.
Yet this afternoon, no more then 20 blocks from my house, a 60 TON commercial aircraft was ‘GLIDED’ to a ‘water landing’ by a captain whose balls are MUCH larger then mine.
Not only did he do that, but EVERYTHING, angle, speed, path, were COMPLETELY, IMPOSSIBLY, CORRECT, and IT WORKED.
And he put that monstrously beautiful baby down at 176 miles per hour in the middle of the freezing forking Hudson River, and it STAYED afloat.
And ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FIVE souls on board exited the aeroplane an LIVED.
Many of them STOOD ON THE WINGS and waited a few minutes to be picked up.
Since this is New York, they, of course, were.
The water temperature was 32.5 degrees, and it was 20 degrees ‘outside’.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
EVIDENCE!
MIRACLE!!
This is a very, very good omen.
I rest my case, your honor.
In the case of the human spirit, in the case of ‘belief’, I rest my forking case.
The EVIDENCE currently floats down by the World Trade Center. That’s where it floated TO.
The people on that aircraft are now connected throughout eternity.
THEY ALWAYS were.
Just as WE are ALL connected throughout eternity.
We ALL survived the ‘crash’.
We ALL LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CELEBRATE!
Give praise to whomever the hell you give praise to.
ACKNOWLEDGE this MIRACLE.
Barkeep!!!!!
Drink to the very, certain, undisputable existence of MIRACLES!!!!
HA HA HA HA HA!
I Love you all!!!!!!!!!!
James Dawson
New York
January 15th, 2009
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