The Amazon.com website tells me I've been a customer since the year 2007. I can't find if they report the specific date I joined, which I guess, as I do not specifically recall the fact, required a password-protected account to join.
I do know the calendar date they report I made my first purchase on their website, which was possibly the same day I first created an account on amazon.com
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The Twilight Zone Season 5 Episode 3
Nightmare at 20,000 Feet
Aired Oct 11, 1963 on CBS
QUOTES
Bob: I know I had a mental breakdown. I know I had it in an airplane. I know it looks to you as if the same thing's happening again, but it isn't. I'm sure it isn't. Look, the reason I'm telling you this... isn't just to worry you. You notice I didn't tell you before.
Julia: I want you to tell me.
Bob: I didn't tell you before because I wasn't sure whether it was real or not. But I am sure now. It is real. There's a man out there. Or a... a gremlin, or... whatever. If I described him to you, you'd really think I was gone.
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Nightmare at 20,000 Feet
Aired Oct 11, 1963 on CBS
QUOTES
Bob: I don't mean a man, I mean..I don't know what I mean. I mean, maybe a ... what'd they call them during the war? You know, the pilots? Gremlins! Gremlins. You remember the stories in the... Julia, don't look at me like that.
Julia: Bob...
Bob: I am not imagining it! I'm not imagining it! He's out there! Don't look. He's not there now. He... he jumps away whenever anyone might see him. Except me. Honey, he's there. I realize what this sounds like. Do I look insane?
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Man, those were the days.
That's become why I have developed such a strong need to photograph so much.
All those years when I lived in downtown Seattle. At that tiny apartment I had about a block from the Space Needle, which I could see from my window. Which loomed over the rooftop deck where I could see the impressive fireworks display from a very close distance.
All those nights I spent up there on the rooftop deck listening to Pink Floyd DVDs, watching "Gremlins" comes to mind just now, on DVD on my laptop computer, in the many years later, thinking about how my blog SPANS all that time, I really feel nostalgic time for when my life had effectively collapsed
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Is Amazon sniffing out Spokane? 'Rose Project' near airport has rumors flying
Concept drawings of the "Project Rose Fulfillment Center" gives a general idea of the building layout. The property sits just north of I-90, on Geiger Boulevard, and south of the Spokane airport.
Author: Amanda Roley
Published: 5:08 PM PDT June 5, 2018
Updated: 6:03 PM PDT June 5, 2018
SPOKANE, Wash. -- Speculation is growing over plans to build a new warehouse near the Spokane Airport .
The plan is called “Project Rose” and it is a $180 million job. Some people think it may be a distribution center for Amazon but the company has yet to confirm that.
Concept drawings of the "Project Rose Fulfillment Center" gives a general idea of the building layout. The property sits just north of I-90, on Geiger Boulevard, and south of the Spokane airport.
According to the traffic analysis, the building's footprint will be 639,000 square feet, with a total of 2.5 million square feet in four floors for warehousing and distribution functions. The property will also feature over 1,800 parking spaces.
The traffic analysis estimates, during four shifts over 24 hours, the building would support nearly 2,300 employees year-round. Whereas during the seasonal peak, in November and December, nearly 3,000 employees are predicted. The four shifts would be day and night, and broke down into inbound receiving and outbound shipping.
Spokane County planning said the building could be completed by as early as August 2019.
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BOOK EXCERPT: David Finkel's 'The Good Soldiers'
U.S. gunfire kills two Reuters employees in Baghdad
By David Finkel
Washington Post Staff Writer
Tuesday, April 6, 2010; 12:48 PM
On July 12, 2007, two employees of the Reuters news agency were killed by gunfire from American helicopters during battle operations in eastern Baghdad, Iraq. A leaked, classified video of those killings was posted yesterday on the web site WikiLeaks.org.
A fuller account of that day appears in the book "The Good Soldiers," by Washington Post journalist David Finkel, published by Sarah Crichton Books/Farrar, Straus and Giroux. The book chronicles the experiences of the Army's 2-16 Infantry Battalion, commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Ralph Kauzlarich, during "the surge."
Finkel was present during the July 12 operation and wrote about that day in the following excerpt.
On July 12, Kauzlarich ate a Pop-Tart at 4:55 a.m., guzzled a can of Rip It Energy Fuel, belched loudly, and announced to his soldiers, "All right, boys. It's time to get some." On a day when in Washington, D.C., President Bush would be talking about "helping the Iraqis take back their neighborhoods from the extremists," Kauzlarich was about to do exactly that.
The neighborhood was Al-Amin, where a group of insurgents had been setting off a lot of IEDs, most recently targeting Alpha Company soldiers as they tried to get from their COP to Rustamiyah for Crow's memorial ser vice a few days before. Two IEDs exploded on the soldiers that day, leaving several of them on their hands and knees, alive but stunned with concussions, and now Kauzlarich was about to swarm into that area with 240 soldiers, 65 Humvees, several Bradley Fighting Vehicles, and, on loan to them for a few hours from another battalion, two AH-64 Apache helicopter gunships.
All together, it made for a massive and intimidating convoy that at 5:00 a.m. was lining up to leave Rustamiyah when the radar system picked up something flying through the still-dark sky. "Incoming! Incoming!" came the recorded warning as the alert horn sounded. It was a sound that, by now, after so many such warnings, seemed less scary than melancholy, and the soldiers reacted to it with shrugs. Some standing in the open reflexively hit the dirt. The gunners who were standing up in their turrets dropped down into their slings. But most did nothing, because the bullet had been fired, it was only a matter of time, and if they knew anything by now, it was that whatever happened in the next few seconds was the province of God, or luck, or whatever they believed in, rather than of them.
Really, how else to explain Stevens's split lip? Or what happened to a captain named Al Walsh when a mortar hit outside of his door early one morning as he slept? In came a piece of shrapnel, moving so swiftly that before he could wake up and take cover, it had sliced through his wooden door, sliced through the metal frame of his bed, sliced through a 280-page book called Learning to Eat Soup with a Knife, sliced through a 272-page book called Buddhism Is Not What You Think, sliced through a 128-page book called On Guerrilla Warfare, sliced through a 360-page book called Tactics of the Crescent Moon, sliced through a 176-page Calvin and Hobbes collection, sliced through the rear of a metal cabinet holding those books, and finally was stopped by a concrete wall. And the only reason that Walsh wasn't sliced was that he happened in that moment to be sleeping on his side rather than on his stomach or back, as he usually did, which meant that the shrapnel passed cleanly through the spot where his head usually rested, missing him by an inch. Dazed, ears ringing, unsure of what had just happened, and spotted with a little blood from being nicked by the exploding metal fragments of the ruined bed frame, he stumbled out to the smoking courtyard and said to another soldier, "Is anything sticking out of my head?" And the answer, thank whatever, was no.
Another example: How else to explain what had happened just the day before, in another mortar attack, when one of the mortars dropped down out of the sky and directly into the open turret of a parked Humvee? After the attack was over, soldiers gathered around the ruined Humvee to marvel--not at the destruction a mortar could cause, but at the odds. How much sky was up there? And how many landing spots were down here? So many possible paths for a mortar to follow, and never mind the fact that every one of them comes down in a particular place--the fact that this one followed the one path that brought it straight down through a turret without even touching the edges, a perfect swish, the impossible shot, made the soldiers realize how foolish they were to think that a mortar couldn't come straight down on them.
Resigned to the next few seconds, then, here they were, lined up at the gate, listening to the horn and the incessant, "Incoming! Incoming!" and waiting for whatever was up there to drop.
One second.
Two seconds.
A boom over there.
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One second.
Two seconds.
Another boom, also over there.
And nothing here, not even close, no swish this time, so the gunners stood back up, the soldiers in the dirt dusted themselves off, and the massive convoy headed toward Al-Amin to begin a day that would turn out to feature four distinct versions of war.
Arriving just after sunrise, Charlie Company broke off from the convoy and headed to the west side of Al-Amin. It was a saffya daffya day, and the soldiers found no resistance as they began clearing streets and houses. Birds chirped. A few people smiled. One family was so welcoming that Tyler Andersen, the commander of Charlie Company, ended up standing under a shade tree with a man and his elderly father having a leisurely discussion about the war. The Iraqis asked why the Americans' original invasion force had been only one hundred thousand soldiers. They talked about the difficulties of life with only a few hours of electricity a day, and how much they mistrusted the Iraqi government because of the rampant corruption. The conversation, which lasted half an hour and ended in handshakes, was the longest, most civil one Andersen would have with an Iraqi in the entire war, and it filled him with an unexpected sense of optimism about what he and his company of soldiers were doing. That was the first version of war.
The second occurred in the center of Al-Amin, where Kauzlarich went with Alpha Company.
Here, sporadic gunfire could be heard, and the soldiers clung to walls as they moved toward a small neighborhood mosque. They had been tipped that it might be a hideout for weapons, and they wanted to get inside. The doors were chained shut, however, and even if they hadn't been, American soldiers weren't allowed in mosques without special permission. National Police could go in, but the three dozen NPs who were supposed to be part of this operation had yet to show up. Kauzlarich radioed Qasim. Qasim said they were coming. Nothing to do but wait and wonder about snipers. Some soldiers took refuge in a courtyard where a family's wash was hanging out to dry. Others stayed bobbing and weaving on the street, which was eerily empty except for a woman in black pulling along a small girl, who saw the soldiers and their weapons and burst into tears as she passed by.
Here, finally, came the NPs.
"There are weapons inside," Kauzlarich told the officer in charge, a brigadier general.
"No!" the general exclaimed in shock, and then laughed and led his men toward a house next door to the mosque. Without knocking, they pushed through the front door, went past a wide-eyed man holding a baby sucking his thumb, climbed the steps to the roof, took cover for a few minutes when they heard gunfire, jumped from that roof down onto the slightly lower roof of the mosque, went inside, and emerged a few minutes later with a rocket-propelled grenade launcher, an AK-47, ammunition, and, placed carefully into a bag, a partially assembled IED.
"Wow," Kauzlarich said after all this had been brought down to the street, and for a few moments, defying his own order to always keep moving, he stared at the haul, disgusted.
Weapons in a mosque. As a commander, he needed to understand why an imam might allow this, or even sanction it, because as it said in the field manual on Cummings's desk, which was getting dustier by the day, "Counterinsurgents must understand the environment." Good soldiers understood things. So did good Chris tians, and Kauzlarich desired to be one of those, too. "For he who avenges murder cares for the helpless," he had read the night before in the One Year Bible. "He does not ignore the cries of those who suffer."
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Were these people suffering? Yes. Were they helpless? Yes. Was this their version of crying, then? Was the explanation somewhere in the words of Psalms?
But what about a statement released a few days before by an Iraqi religious leader, which said, in part: "Yes, O Bush, we are the ones who kidnap your soldiers and kill them and burn them. We will continue, God willing, so long as you only know the language of blood and the scattering of remains. Our soldiers love the blood of your soldiers. They compete to chop off their heads. They like the game of burning down their vehicles."
What a freak show this place was. And maybe that was the explanation for the pile of weapons Kauzlarich was looking at, that it deserved no understanding whatsoever.
Weapons in a mosque, including an IED to burn vehicles and kill soldiers.
Unbelievable.
Shadi ghabees. Cooloh khara. Allah ye sheelack.
"Shukran," Kauzlarich said out loud to the general, keeping his other thoughts to himself. He made his way to his Humvee to figure out where to go next and was just settling into his seat when he was startled by a loud burst of gunfire.
"Machine gun fire," he said, wondering who was shooting.
But it wasn't machine gun fire. It was bigger. More thundering. It was coming from above, just to the east, where the AH-64 Apache helicopters were circling, and it was so loud the entire sky seemed to jerk.
Now came a second burst.
"Yeah! We killed more [expletive]," Kauzlarich said.
Now came more bursts.
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"Holy [expletive]," Kauzlarich said.
It was the morning's third version of war.
One minute and fifty-five seconds before the first burst, the two crew members in one of the circling Apaches had noticed some men on a street on Al-Amin's eastern edge.
"See all those people standing down there?" one asked.
"Confirmed," said the other crew member. "That open courtyard?"
"Roger," said the first.
Everything the crew members in both Apaches were saying was being recorded. So were their communications with the 2-16. To avoid confusion, anyone talking identified himself with a code word. The crew members in the lead Apache, for example, were Crazy Horse 1-8. The 2-16 person they were communicating with most frequently was Hotel 2-6.
There was a visual recording of what they were seeing as well, and what they were seeing now--one minute and forty seconds before they fired their first burst--were some men walking along the middle of a street, several of whom appeared to be carrying weapons.
All morning long, this part of Al-Amin had been the most hostile. While Tyler Andersen had been under a shade tree in west Al-Amin, and Kauzlarich had dealt with occasional gunfire in the center part, east Al-Amin had been filled with gunfire and some explosions. There had been reports of sniper fire, rooftop chases, and rocket-propelled grenades being fired at Bravo Company, and as the fighting continued, it attracted the attention of Namir Noor-Eldeen, a twenty-two-year-old photographer for the Reuters news agency who lived in Baghdad, and Saeed Chmagh, forty, his driver and assistant.
Some journalists covering the war did so by embedding with the U.S. military. Others worked in de pen dently. Noor-Eldeen and Chmagh were among those who worked in de pen dently, which meant that the military didn't know they were in Al-Amin. The 2-16 didn't know, and neither did the crews of the Apaches, which were fl ying high above Al-Amin in a slow, counter-clockwise circle. From that height, the crews could see all of east Al-Amin, but the optics in the lead Apache were now focused tightly on Noor-Eldeen, who had a camera strung over his right shoulder and was centered in the crosshairs of the Apache's thirty-millimeter automatic cannon.
"Oh yeah," one of the crew members said to the other as he looked at the hanging camera. "That's a weapon."
"Hotel Two-six, this is Crazy Horse One-eight," the other crew member radioed in to the 2-16. "Have individuals with weapons."
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They continued to keep the crosshairs on Noor-Eldeen as he walked along the street next to another man, who seemed to be leading him. On the right side of the street were some trash piles. On the left side were buildings. Now the man with Noor-Eldeen guided him by the elbow toward one of the buildings and motioned for him to get down. Chmagh followed, carrying a camera with a long telephoto lens. Behind Chmagh were four other men, one of whom appeared to be holding an AK-47 and one of whom appeared to be holding a rocket-propelled grenade launcher. The crosshairs swung now away from Noor-Eldeen and toward one of those men.
"Yup, he's got one, too," the crew member said. "Hotel Two-six, Crazy Horse One-eight. Have five to six individuals with AK-47s. Request permission to engage."
It was now one minute and four seconds before the first burst.
"Roger that," Hotel 2-6 replied. "We have no personnel east of our position, so you are free to engage. Over."
"All right, we'll be engaging," the other crew member said.
They couldn't engage yet, however, because the Apache's circling had brought it to a point where some buildings now obstructed the view of the men.
"I can't get them now," a crew member said.
Several seconds passed as the lead Apache continued its slow curve around. Now it was almost directly behind the building that Noor-Eldeen had been guided toward, and the crew members could see someone peering around the corner, looking in their direction and lifting something long and dark. This was Noor-Eldeen, raising a camera with a telephoto lens to his eyes.
"He's got an RPG."
"Okay, I got a guy with an RPG."
"I'm gonna fire."
But the building was still in the way.
"Goddamnit."
The Apache needed to circle all the way around, back to an unobstructed view of the street, before the gunner would have a clean shot.
Ten seconds passed as the helicopter continued to curve.
"Once you get on it, just open--"
Almost around now, the crew could see three of the men. Just a little more to go.
Now they could see five of them.
"You're clear."
Not quite. One last tree was in the way.
"All right."
There. Now all of the men could be seen. There were nine of them, including Noor-Eldeen. He was in the middle, and the others were clustered around him, except for Chmagh, who was on his cell phone a few steps away.
"Light 'em all up."
One second before the first burst, Noor-Eldeen glanced up at the Apache.
"Come on--fire."
The others followed his gaze and looked up, too.
The gunner fired.
It was a twenty-round burst that lasted for two seconds.
"Machine gun fire," Kauzlarich said quizzically, a half mile away, as the sky seemed to jerk, and meanwhile, here in east Al-Amin, nine men were suddenly grabbing their bodies as the street blew up around them, seven were now falling to the ground, dead or nearly dead, and two were running away--Chmagh and Noor-Eldeen.
The gunner saw Noor-Eldeen, tracked him in the crosshairs, and fired a second twenty-round burst, and after running perhaps twelve steps, Noor-Eldeen dove into a pile of trash.
"Keep shooting," the other crew member said.
There was a two-second pause, and then came the third burst. The trash all around where Noor-Eldeen lay facedown erupted. A cloud of dirt and dust rose into the air.
"Keep shooting."
There was a one-second pause, and then came the fourth burst. In the cloud, Noor-Eldeen could be seen trying to stand, and then he simply seemed to explode.
All of this took twelve seconds. A total of eighty rounds had been fired. The thirty-millimeter cannon was now silent. The pilot was silent. The gunner was silent. The scene they looked down on was one of swirling and rising dirt, and now, barely visible as some of the swirling dirt began to thin, they saw a person who was taking cover by crouching against a wall.
It was Chmagh.
He stood and began to run. "I got him," someone said, and now he disappeared inside a fresh explosion of dirt, which rose and mingled with what was already in the air as the Apaches continued circling and the crew members continued to talk.
"All right, you're clear," one said.
"All right, I'm just trying to find targets again," another said.
"We have a bunch of bodies laying there."
"All right, we got about eight individuals."
"Yeah, we definitely got some."
"Yeah, look at those dead bastards."
"Good shooting."
"Thank you."
The smoke was gone now and they could see every thing clearly: the main pile of bodies, some prone, one on haunches, one folded into impossible angles; Noor-Eldeen on top of the trash; Chmagh lying motionless on his left side.
"Bushmaster Seven, Crazy Horse One-eight," they radioed to Bravo Company, whose soldiers were on their way to the site. "Location of bodies Mike Bravo Five-four-five-eight-eight-six-one-seven. They're on a street in front of an open courtyard with a bunch of blue trucks, a bunch of vehicles in a courtyard."
"There's one guy moving down there, but he's wounded," someone now said, looking down, scanning the bodies, focusing on Chmagh.
"This is One-eight," the crew member continued on the radio. "We also have one individual who appears to be wounded. Trying to crawl away."
"Roger. We're gonna move down there," Bravo Company replied.
"Roger. We'll cease fire," the Apache crew responded and continued to watch Chmagh, still alive somehow, who in slow motion seemed to be trying to push himself up. He got partway and collapsed. He tried again, raising himself slightly, but again he went down. He rolled onto his stomach and tried to get up on his knees, but his left leg stayed extended behind him, and when he tried to lift his head, he could get it only a few inches off the ground.
"Do you see a shot?" one of the crew members said.
"Does he have a weapon in his hands?" the other said, aware of the rules governing an engagement.
"No, I haven't seen one yet."
They continued to watch and to circle as Chmagh sank back to the ground.
"Come on, buddy," one of them urged.
"All you gotta do is pick up a weapon," another said.
Now, as had happened earlier, their circling brought them behind some buildings that obstructed their view of the street, and when they were next able to see Chmagh, someone they had glimpsed running up the street was crouching over him, a second man was running toward them, and a Kia passenger van was approaching.
"Bushmaster, Crazy Horse," they radioed in urgently. "We have individuals
going to the scene. Looks like possibly picking up bodies and weapons. Break--"
The van stopped next to Chmagh. The driver got out, ran around to the passenger side, and slid open the cargo door.
"Crazy Horse One-eight. Request permission to engage."
Ready to fire, they waited for the required response from Bravo Company as two of the passersby tried to pick up Chmagh, who was facedown on the sidewalk. One man had Chmagh by the legs. The second man was trying to turn him over onto his back. Were they insurgents? Were they people only trying to help?
"Come on! Let us shoot."
Now the second man had hold of Chmagh under his arms.
"Bushmaster, Crazy Horse One-eight," the Apache said again.
But there was still no response as the driver got back in his seat and the two men lifted Chmagh and carried him around the front of the van toward the open door.
"They're taking him."
"Bushmaster, Crazy Horse One-eight."
They had Chmagh at the door now.
"This is Bushmaster Seven. Go ahead."
They were pulling Chmagh to his feet.
"Roger, we have a black bongo truck picking up the bodies. Request permission to engage."
They were pushing Chmagh into the van.
"This is Bushmaster Seven. Roger. Engage."
He was in the van now, the two men were closing the door, and the van was beginning to move forward.
"One-eight, clear."
"Come on!"
A first burst.
"Clear."
A second burst.
"Clear."
A third burst.
"Clear."
Ten seconds. Sixty rounds. The two men outside of the van ran, dove, and rolled against a wall as some of the rounds exploded around them. The van continued forward a few yards, abruptly jerked backward, crashed into the wall near the men, and was now enveloped in smoke.
"I think the van's disabled," a crew member said, but to be sure, now came a fourth burst, a fifth, and a sixth--ten more seconds, sixty more rounds--and that, at last, was the end of the shooting.
Now it was a matter of waiting for Bravo Company's soldiers to arrive on the scene, and here they came, in Humvees and on foot, swarming across a thoroughly ruined landscape. The battlefield was theirs now, from the main pile of bodies, to the trash pile with Noor-Eldeen, to the shot-up houses and buildings, to the van--inside of which, among the bodies, they discovered someone alive.
"Bushmaster Six, Bravo Seven," a Bravo Company soldier called over the radio. "I've got eleven Iraqi KIAs, one small child wounded. Over."
The Apache crews were listening.
"Ah, damn," one of them said.
"We need to evac this child," Bravo Seven continued. "She's got a wound to the belly. Doc can't do anything here. She needs to get evac'd. Over."
"Well, it's their fault for bringing their kids to a battle," a crew member said.
"That's right," the other said, and for a few more minutes they continued to circle and watch.
They saw more Humvees arriving, one of which drove up onto the trash pile, right over the part containing what was left of Noor-Eldeen's body.
"That guy just drove over a body."
"Did he?"
"Yeah."
"Well, they're dead, so--"
They watched a soldier emerge from the van cradling the wounded girl and run with her in his arms to the army vehicle that was going to evacuate her to a hospital.
They watched another soldier emerge from the van a few minutes later cradling a second wounded child, this one a little boy who had been discovered under a body presumed to be his father's, which was draped over the boy, either protectively or because that was how a dead man happened to fall.
And then they flew on to another part of Al-Amin as more and more Bravo Company soldiers arrived, one of whom was Jay March, the soldier who on the battalion's very first day in Iraq had climbed a guard tower, peeked out at all of the trash, and said quietly and nervously, "We ain't ever gonna be able to find an IED in all this ..."
Since then, March had learned how prophetic he was, especially on June 25, when an EFP killed his friend Andre Craig, Jr. Craig's memorial service had been on July 7, and now, five days later, as March saw all of the bodies scattered around, blown open, insides exposed, so gruesome, so grotesque, he felt--as he would later explain--"happy. It was weird. I was just really very happy. I remember feeling so happy. When I heard they were engaging, when I heard there's thirteen KIA, I was just so happy, because Craig had just died, and it felt like, you know, we got 'em."
As the Apaches peeled off, he and another soldier went through a gate in the wall that the van had crashed into and against which Chmagh had tried to take cover.
There, in the courtyard of a house, hidden from street view, they found two more injured Iraqis, one on top of the other. As March looked closer at the two, who might have been the two who had been lifting Chmagh into the van, who as far as March knew had spent the morning trying to kill American soldiers, he realized that the one on the bottom was dead. But the one on top was still alive, and as March locked eyes with him, the man raised his hands and rubbed his two forefingers together, which March had learned was what Iraqis did when they wanted to signal the word friends.
So March looked at the man and rubbed his two forefingers together, too.
And then dropped his left hand and extended the middle finger of his right hand.
And then said to the other soldier, "Craig's probably just sitting up there drinking beer, going, 'Hah! That's all I needed.'"
And that was the day's third version of war.
As for the fourth version, it occurred late in the day, back on the FOB, after Kauzlarich and the soldiers had finished their work in Al-Amin.
They knew by now about Chmagh and Noor-Eldeen.
They had brought back Noor-Eldeen's cameras and examined the images to see if he was a journalist or an insurgent.
They had gotten the video and audio recordings from the Apaches and had reviewed them several times.
They had looked at photographs taken by soldiers that showed AK-47s and a rocket-propelled grenade launcher next to the dead Iraqis.
They had reviewed every thing they could about what had prefaced the kill ings in east Al-Amin, in other words--that soldiers were being shot at, that they didn't know journalists were there, that the journalists were in a group of men carrying weapons, that the Apache crew had followed the rules of engagement when it fired at the men with weapons, at the journalists, and at the van with the children inside--and had concluded that everyone had acted appropriately.
Had the journalists?
That would be for others to decide.
As for the men who had tried to help Chmagh, were they insurgents or just people trying to help a wounded man?
They would probably never know.
What they did know: the good soldiers were still the good soldiers, and the time had come for dinner.
"Crow. Payne. Craig. Gajdos. Cajimat," Kauzlarich said on the walk to the DFAC. "Right now? Our guys? They're thinking, 'Those guys didn't die in vain. Not after what we did today.'"
Inside the DFAC, the TVs were tuned to Bush's press conference, which had begun in Washington just a few minutes before.
"Our top priority is to help the Iraqis protect their population," Bush was saying, "so we've launched an offensive in and around Baghdad to go after extremists, to buy more time for Iraqi forces to develop, and to help normal life and civil society take root in communities and neighborhoods throughout the country.
"We're helping enhance the size, capabilities, and effectiveness of the
Iraqi security forces so the Iraqis can take over the defense of their own country," he continued. "We're helping the Iraqis take back their neighborhoods from the extremists..."
This was the fourth version of war.
From 1/17/1991 ( the date of record of my United States Navy Medal of Honor as Kerry Wayne Burgess chief warrant officer United States Marine Corps circa 1991 officially the United States Apache attack helicopter pilot ) To 7/12/2007 is 6020 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 4/27/1982 ( Ronald Reagan - Executive Order 12361—Multinational Force and Observers Reports ) is 6020 days
From 1/17/1991 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - the Persian Gulf War begins as scheduled severe criminal activity against the United States of America ) To 7/12/2007 is 6020 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 4/27/1982 ( Ronald Reagan - Executive Order 12361—Multinational Force and Observers Reports ) is 6020 days
From 1/19/1993 ( in Asheville North Carolina as United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess I was seriously wounded by gunfire when I returned fatal gunfire to a fugitive from United States federal justice who was another criminal sent by Bill Gates-Nazi-Microsoft-George Bush the cowardly violent criminal in another attempt to kill me the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 7/12/2007 is 5287 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 4/24/1980 ( the United States Operation Eagle Claw begins ) is 5287 days
From 12/20/1994 ( in Bosnia as Kerry Wayne Burgess the United States Marine Corps captain this day is my United States Navy Cross medal date of record ) To 7/12/2007 is 4587 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 5/25/1978 ( the first attack attributed to the so-called "Unabomber" ) is 4587 days
http://www.reuters.com/article/2010/04/06/us-iraq-usa-journalists-idUSTRE6344FW20100406
REUTERS
Leaked U.S. video shows deaths of Reuters' Iraqi staffers
WASHINGTON Mon Apr 5, 2010 8:39pm EDT
(Reuters) - Classified U.S. military video showing a 2007 attack by Apache helicopters that killed a dozen people in Baghdad, including two Reuters news staff, was released on Monday by a group that promotes leaking to fight government and corporate corruption.
The group, WikiLeaks, told a news conference in Washington that it acquired encrypted video of the July 12, 2007, attack from military whistleblowers and had been able to view and investigate it after breaking the encryption code.
A U.S. defense official, speaking on condition of anonymity, confirmed that the video and audio were authentic.
Major Shawn Turner, a spokesman for U.S. Central Command, said an investigation of the incident shortly after it occurred found that U.S. forces were not aware of the presence of the news staffers and thought they were engaging armed insurgents.
"We regret the loss of innocent life, but this incident was promptly investigated and there was never any attempt to cover up any aspect of this engagement," Turner said.
The helicopter gunsight video, with an audio track of conversation between the fliers, made public for the first time a stark view of one bloody incident in the seven-year war in Iraq.
It showed an aerial view of a group of men moving about a square in a Baghdad neighborhood. The fliers identified some of the men as armed.
WikiLeaks said the men in the square included Reuters photographer Namir Noor-Eldeen, 22, and his assistant and driver Saeed Chmagh, 40, who were killed in the incident.
"The gathering at the corner that is fired up on has about nine people in it," Julian Assange, a WikiLeaks spokesman, told reporters at the National Press Club.
The gunsight tracks two of the men, identified by WikiLeaks as the Reuters news staff, as the fliers identify their cameras as weapons. Military spokesman Turner said that during the engagement, the helicopter mistook a camera for a rocket-propelled grenade launcher.
The helicopter opened fire on the small group, killing several people and wounding others. Minutes later, when a van approached and began trying to assist the wounded, the fliers became concerned the vehicle was occupied by militants trying to collect weapons and help wounded comrades escape.
The Apache helicopters requested permission to attack the van and waited impatiently.
"Come on, let us shoot," said one voice.
The fliers were granted permission to engage the van and opened fire, apparently killing several people in and around the vehicle.
Two children wounded in the van were evacuated by U.S. ground forces arriving at the scene as the Apache helicopters continued to circle overhead.
"Well it's their fault for bringing their kids into a battle," one of the U.S. fliers said.
David Schlesinger, Reuters' editor-in-chief, said the video released by WikiLeaks showed the deaths of Noor-Eldeen and Chmagh were "tragic and emblematic of the extreme dangers that exist in covering war zones."
"The video released today via WikiLeaks is graphic evidence of the dangers involved in war journalism and the tragedies that can result," he said.
Reuters has pressed the U.S. military to conduct a full and objective investigation into the killing of the two staff.
Video of the incident from two U.S. Apache helicopters and photographs taken of the scene were shown to Reuters editors in an off-the-record briefing in Baghdad on July 25, 2007.
U.S. military officers who presented the materials said Reuters had to make a request under the Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) to get copies. This request was made the same day.
Turner said the military had released documents to Reuters last year in response to the FOIA request showing the presence of weapons on the scene, including AK-47 rifles and an RPG 7 grenade launcher.
Assange said he disagreed with a U.S. military assessment that the attack was justified.
"I believe that if those killings were lawful under the rules of engagement, then the rules of engagement are wrong, deeply wrong," he said. The fliers in the video act "like they are playing a computer game and their desire is they want to get high scores" by killing opponents, he said.
WikiLeaks posted the video at www.collateralmurder.com.
From 10/2/1962 ( premiere US TV series "Combat!"::series premiere episode "Forgotten Front" ) To 12/17/1987 is 9207 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/17/1991 ( the date of record of my United States Navy Medal of Honor as Kerry Wayne Burgess chief warrant officer United States Marine Corps circa 1991 officially the United States Apache attack helicopter pilot ) is 9207 days
From 10/2/1962 ( premiere US TV series "Combat!"::series premiere episode "Forgotten Front" ) To 12/17/1987 is 9207 days
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/17/1991 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - the Persian Gulf War begins as scheduled severe criminal activity against the United States of America ) is 9207 days
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Bradley Manning
Bradley Manning, (born Dec. 17, 1987, Crescent, Okla., U.S.)
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Surgeon General Nominee Vows to Uphold Science
by JOANNE SILBERNER
July 12, 2007 4:00 PM
Dr. James Holsinger Jr.
Born: May 11, 1939
Formerly:
Chief Medical Director, Veterans Health Administration, Department of Veterans Affairs, Washington, D.C., 1990 – 93
Nominated: U.S. Surgeon General by President George W. Bush in May 2007.
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George Bush
Nomination of James Wilson Holsinger, Jr., To Be Chief Medical Director at the Department of Veterans Affairs
May 14, 1990
The President today announced his intention to nominate James Wilson Holsinger, Jr., to be Chief Medical Director at the Department of Veterans Affairs for a term of 4 years. This is a new position.
He was born May 11, 1939
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Harry S. Truman
XXXIII President of the United States: 1945-1953
Proclamation 2776—Enumeration of Arms, Ammunition, and Implements of War
March 26, 1948
By the President of the United States of America
A Proclamation
Whereas section 12(i) of the joint resolution of Congress approved November 4, 1939, provides in part as follows (54 Stat. 11; 22 U.S.C. 452(i):
The President is hereby authorized to proclaim upon recommendation of the (National Munitions Control) Board from time to time a list of articles which shall be considered arms, ammunition, and implements of war for the purpose of this section * * *
Now, Therefore, I, Harry S. Truman, President of the United States of America, acting under and by virtue of the authority conferred upon me by the said joint resolution of Congress, and pursuant to the recommendation of the national Munitions Control Board, and in the interest of the foreign-affairs functions of the United States, hereby declare and proclaim that the articles listed below shall, on and after April 15, 1948, be considered arms, ammunition, and implements of war for the purposes of section 12 of the said joint resolution of Congress:
CATEGORY I - SMALL ARMS AND MACHINE GUNS
Rifles, carbines, revolvers, pistols, machine pistols, and machine guns (using ammunition of caliber .22 or over); barrels, mounts, breech mechanisms and stocks thereof.
CATEGORY II - ARTILLERY AND PROJECTORS
Guns, howitzers, cannon, mortars, and rocket launchers (of all calibers), military flame throwers, military smoke, gas, or pyrotechnic projectors; barrels, mounts and other components thereof.
CATEGORY III - AMMUNITION
Ammunition of caliber .22 or over for the arms enumerated under (I) and (II) above; cartridge cases, powder bags, bullets, jackets, cores, shells (excluding shotgun); projectiles and other missiles; percussion caps, fuses, primers and other detonating devices for such ammunition.
CATEGORY IV - BOMBS, TORPEDOES AND ROCKETS
Bombs, torpedoes, grenades, rockets, mines, guided missiles, depth charges, and components thereof; apparatus and devices for the handling, control, discharge, detonation or detection thereof.
CATEGORY V - FIRE CONTROL EQUIPMENT AND RANGE FINDERS
Fire control equipment, range, position and height finders, spotting instruments, aiming devices (gyroscopic, optic, acoustic, atmospheric or flash), bombsights, gun sights and periscopes for the arms, ammunition and implements of war enumerated in this proclamation.
CATEGORY VI - TANKS AND ORDNANCE VEHICLES
Tanks, armed or armored vehicles, armored trains, artillery and small arms repair trucks, military half tracks, tank recovery vehicles, tank, destroyers; armor plate, turrets, tank engines tank tread shoes, tank bogie wheels and idlers therefor.
CATEGORY VII - POISON GASES AND TOXICOLOGICAL AGENTS
All military toxicological and lethal agents and gases; military equipment for the dissemination and detection thereof and defense therefrom.
CATEGORY VII - PROPELLANTS AND EXPLOSIVES
Propellants for the articles enumerated in Categories III, IV, and VII; military high explosives.
CATEGORY IX - VESSELS OF WAR
Vessels of war of all kinds, including amphibious craft, landing craft, naval tenders, naval transports and naval patrol craft, armor plate and turrets therefor; submarine batteries and nets, and equipment for the laying, detection, and detonation of mines.
CATEGORY X - AIRCRAFT
Aircraft; components, parts and accessories therefor.
CATEGORY XI - MISCELLANEOUS EQUIPMENT
(a) Military radar equipment, including components thereof, radar countermeasures and radar jamming equipment; (b) Military stereoscopic plotting and photo interpretation equipment; (c) Military photo theodolites, telemetering and Doeppler equipment; (d) Military super-high speed ballistic cameras; (e) Military radiosondes; (f) Military interference suppression equipment; (g) Military electronic computing devices; (h) Military miniature and sub-miniature vacuum tubes and photoemissive tubes; (i) Military armor plate; (j) Military steel helmets; (k) Military pyrotechnics; (1) Synthetic training devices for military equipment; (m) Military ultra-sonic generators; (n) All other material used in warfare which is classified from the standpoint of military security.
Effective April 15, 1948, this proclamation shall supersede Proclamation 2717, dated February 14, 1947.
In Witness Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the Seal of the United States of America to be affixed.
Done at the City of Washington this 26th day of March in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and forty-eight, and of the Independence of the United States of America the one hundred and seventy-second.
HARRY S. TRUMAN
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IMDb
Cast Away (2000)
Release Info
USA 7 December 2000 (premiere)
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0162222/fullcredits
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Cast Away (2000)
Full Cast & Crew
Tom Hanks ... Chuck Noland
Movie Scripts > Cast Away (2000)
Cast Away (2000) Movie Script
They said they never figured out what caused the crash. Probably some mislabeled hazardous material caught fire. So here's where that ship found you. You drifted about 500 miles. This is where your island was, about 600 miles south ofthe Cook lslands. And these are the search grids. Ships went back and forth for weeks looking for you.
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IMDb
Cast Away (2000)
Quotes
Chuck Noland: [to Wilson] We might just make it. Did that thought ever cross your brain? Well, regardless, I would rather take my chance out there on the ocean than to stay here and die on this shithole island, spending the rest of my life talking...
[suddenly yelling]
Chuck Noland: ...TO A GODDAMN VOLLEYBALL!
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The American Presidency Project
Harry S. Truman
XXXIII President of the United States: 1945-1953
Executive Order 9941—Authorizing the Secretary of State to Prescribe Rules and Regulations Relating to the Foreign Service Retirement and Disability System
March 26, 1948
By virtue of the authority vested in me by section 303 of the Foreign Service Act of 1946 (60 Stat. 1002) and section 202 of the Revised Statutes (5 U.S.C. 156), the Secretary of State is hereby authorized, in the interest of the internal management of the Government, to exercise the authority vested in the President by sections 801(a) and 881(a) of the Foreign Service Act of 1946 (60 Stat. 1019 and 1025) to prescribe rules and regulations governing the maintenance of the Foreign Service Retirement and Disability System and the deposit of voluntary contributions into the Foreign Service Retirement and Disability Fund.
HARRY S. TRUMAN
THE WHITE HOUSE,
March 26, 1948
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tv.com
Lost Season 1 Episode 18
Numbers
Aired Mar 02, 2005 on ABC
Episode Summary
When Hurley becomes obsessed with the French woman and heads into the jungle to find her, Jack, Sayid and Charlie have no choice but to follow. Elsewhere, Locke asks for Claire's help in building something. Hurley flashes back to the hugely life-altering experience he had before boarding the plane.
AIRED: 3/2/05
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Centennial of Flight
Lockheed in Mid-Century
The Hudson was the first U.S.-built aircraft to be used operationally by the Royal Air Force (RAF) during the war. Responding to an urgent British requirement, Lockheed first received a contract for 200 aircraft; this grew to 250 aircraft by November 1939. By the time production ended in May 1943, a total of 2,941 Hudsons had been built. The Hudson succeeded in elevating Lockheed into the ranks of major aircraft manufacturers. During the war, a Hudson scored the first RAF victory of the war when it shot down a German flying boat on October 8, 1939
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Dead Like Me
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Dead Like Me s02e14 Episode Script
s02e14
Special forces, Crystal? God, I couldn't even land this job without a note from my mom.
I guess everybody owes somebody else something, something they have to do.
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The Twilight Zone Season 5 Episode 3
Nightmare at 20,000 Feet
Aired Oct 11, 1963 on CBS
QUOTES
Narrator: Portrait of a frightened man: Mr. Robert Wilson, thirty-seven, husband, father, and salesman on sick leave. Mr. Wilson has just been discharged from a sanitarium where he spent the last six months recovering from a nervous breakdown. The onset of which took place on an evening not dissimilar to this one on an airliner very much like the one in which Mr. Wilson is about to be flown home. The difference being that, on that evening half a year ago, Mr. Wilson's flight was terminated by the onslaught of his mental breakdown. Tonight, he's traveling all the way to his appointed destination which, contrary to Mr. Wilson's plan, happens to be in the darkest corner of the Twilight Zone.
http://lostpedia.wikia.com/wiki/Numbers_transcript
LOSTPEDIA
Episode 18 - "Numbers"
Act 3
[Flashback - We see Hurley in his accountant's office.]
KEN HALPERIN: I would think you'd be happy. Every one of your stocks is up. Your interest in orange futures skyrocketed after those tropical storms hit Florida. And, you are now the majority shareholder for a box company in Tustin.
HURLEY: A box company?
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