I called General McPeak to get his take on a no-fly zone, and he was deliciously blunt:Oh, god, I love it when they tell the truth and don't even know that they're telling the truth.
“I can’t imagine an easier military problem,” he said. “If we can’t impose a no-fly zone over a not even third-rate military power like Libya, then we ought to take a hell of a lot of our military budget and spend it on something usable.”
-reported by Kristof in the Times
Thursday, March 10, 2011
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Dollars to donuts that comment gets walked back in the next 36 hours. Solely for the suggestion that there might ever be a justification for cutting the defense budget.
McPeak was of course referring to midnight basketball. That's what he wants to spend the money on.
McPeak was of course referring to midnight basketball. That's what he wants to spend the money on.
McPeak was of course referring to midnight basketball. That's what he wants to spend the money on.
McPeak was of course referring to midnight basketball. That's what he wants to spend the money on.
I suggest funding midnight basketball.
I would add, "And even if we can."
On a related note: What's all this talk of midnight basketball that I hear?
If we can't impose more effective after-school programs over a third-rate power like Libya, we should consider canceling our support for the YMCA.
whatthefuckhemean "usable?" What, we can't use bombs?
I think he means "useful". But just saying that would be overly, you know, English-as-a-first-language. Top officials need to stick with #19.
Man, this McPeak sounds like a real loose cannon. Did you see the quote where he said, "...for crying out loud"? I'd be very surprised if this general didn't spend his first 3,000 hours of flight time with the Wright Brothers. Kristof must have popped a ginormous boner when he found out he'd finally found an opportunity to use the phrase "deliciously blunt" and didn't have to be used in reference to a Peach Optimo.
Did somebody call my name?
Naw, we were talking about delicious blunts.
Just think of all the problems a global no fly zone could solve. I'd start it at 300 feet and go as high as the furthest reaches of cold, uncaring space.
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