Author: Vic Socotra

Dreamland

The big air show was held at Andrews Air Force Base over the weekend. Military jets from all over where in town for demonstration flights, and the aircraft the taxpayers purchase were on static display. The Air Force Demonstration Team was here, too, The Thunderbirds. There were public safety messages on the radio to notify […]

Playing for Keeps

There ought to be a Safety Center for politicians, wouldn’t you agree? There is for the people who fly airplanes. It would be a place where records of all the peccadilloes could be kept, and a newsletter issued to office holders, just like there is for pilots. There could be a comic character to soften […]

A Student

I have tried to stay away from the very public disintegration of Paul Wolfowitz for the last few weeks. I hate to watch the slow-motion disintegration of public figures. Oh, hell, that is not true. I love it like everyone else. Otherwise, there would be no Britney Spears or Mike Tyson.   I suppose if I […]

Pangaea

  The invitation to dinner came unexpectedly in the morning e-mail, almost as if the company had risen that morning and realized that we were here. Of course it wasn’t the case, since this had been a quarterly affair, long scheduled.   Paul had flown in from the States the day before and lain comatose […]

So It Begins

Like you, I do most of my banking on line. When the postage went up two cents this week for a first-class letter, I shrugged, resolving to get some stamps, sometime, for the odd litter or contribution I still do by mail. I should know better, since one of my last jobs in government was […]

Running on Time

The train was rusting to the track, last time I saw it. It was a sunny day on the wrong side of the Imjun River, the awkward bulge north of the stream where the fighting stopped. It was pretty clear that if the Northerners decided to come south again, this was going to be uninhabitable […]

Imperial

Jerry Falwell may not jump out at you in the context of the divestiture of the hulk of the Chrysler Corporation, but I like to think of him driving on the four-lane to heaven on of those old Imperials with the push-button gearshifts and the monster hemi V-eight engine. It is not that far a […]

Information Sharing

They say it is going to get hot this afternoon, spiking up to the eighties. I think there is a case for breaking out a poplin suit for the meeting out in Fairfax, or maybe the venerable seersucker. Of course, it could rain. I will have to stay connected to the radio for crucial breaking […]

Asymmetric

Mullah Dadullah is dead, and that is a good thing. His corpse was on display for the journalists over the weekend, his thick beard making him look a little like Che, laid out in Bolivia forty years ago. Che was a loser in asymmetric warfare. Insurgent struggles can succeed against overwhelmingly superior military forces if […]

Mothers Day

I downed the morning coffee with the new knowledge that three American soldiers are missing south of Baghdad, and the incorrigible North Koreans have unveiled another missile, based on knock-off technology from the Soviet past. I scowled over the paper, since it is also Mother’s Day. Some historians say has roots in the ancient Goddess […]