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Wingsuits Out of a B-17 Bomb Bay. I’m In. I Only Have One Quibble

Wingsuits Out of a B-17 Bomb Bay. I’m In. I Only Have One Quibble

I felt guilty drinking Dunkin’ Donuts coffee while I watched the video. Not sure why. Perhaps there was some sort of marketing message hidden in the video that I missed. Maybe it was one of those subliminal messages that make otherwise rational people buy hot dogs from the rollers at a drive-in theater. I dunno. That’s not my quibble anyway.

B-17s are cool. Can’t quibble about the choice of plane. I’ve been in a B-17. It’s like a giant flying boxcar. It’s a tank that drops bombs. It’s a really cool piece of Americana. That’s not the problem.

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These Are The Days Of Miracle And Wonder

These Are The Days Of Miracle And Wonder


You know, I’ve been skydiving. Not the kind where another guy is skydiving and you’re just hanging on his shirt like a papoose. I mean the kind in A Bridge Too Far.  It takes nerve to jump. This is past that. These people are flying.

I know it’s just gliding, of course. But people are able to turn themselves into Rocket J. Squirrel and cruise over and around and occasionally right through bits of the world. On top of that, they wear little cameras and show us what they’ve done on this magic box, for free.

These are the days of miracle and wonder.

[Thanks to the miraculous Gerard at the wonderful American Digest for sending that one along]