Before criticizing heroic naval pilots for practicing elementary graffiti in Eastern Washington’s sky, kindly acknowledge our new era of national defense. The most and biggest bombs, conveyances, coffee makers, and the most willing boots are no longer enough. We must do more than defend Saudi princes against poor Yemen, threaten Iran for Israel, or resupply and referee revolving killers in Syria, Iraq, and Afghanistan.
The overarching threat to U.S. status is now the explosive hyperbole of North Korea’s child dictator. As our commander-in-chief must rise to the level of Kim Jong Un’s rhetoric, trans-Twitter creative messaging is necessary to maintain air superiority. Fairchild fans would rather have Air Force tankers push Kim to the next indignity, but it is more strategic to obscure our environmental problems and use carrier-based jets for sky-writing over the DMZ.
During squabbles over the longest records of sexual impropriety or the biggest flags, our duty is to trivialize root causes of gun violence and military sexual trauma with poignant warnings from above. Unfortunately, naval intelligence, perhaps distracted by the Fat Leonard scandal, failed to report the presence of cameras and internet in the Okanogan, and the element of surprise has been lost.