The locals around about these Smoky Mountains have been saying that they’re being kept awake at night by maybe perhaps C-130s getting used to extreme low level night flying far below the tops of the mountains. I never heard it, until tonight. These are no C-130s. They came right over the rectory, and then disappeared behind the hill in town on which the church is built.
We’ve had a number of waves of two planes each. In the dark of night, it looked like one was a massive bomber, like a B-52 Stratofortress, and the other a B-1B Lancer. That’s silly, of course, as they have no business practicing flying below the radar, and so very painfully slow, and so very close to the mountains. They would have just about scraped the tree tops over the church for the hill it’s on. Whatever they were, they were sooooo loud. I don’t take it as a good sign that all flight paths were cleared since right after this a little Cessna came flying cross ways over the rectory at the same height.
My first thought was that we’re getting closer to a confrontation with “North” Korea and that we had better pray as a nation.
My second thought was that entitlement snowflakes, entitled to hate this nation and our military and our law enforcement, you know, like the NFL, can just leave the country if they hate it so much, but that, instead, we had better pray as a nation.