Commenting on Who says there’s no good news? Gordon Scott says:
I have a dream . . . .There is a squadron of C-130s at Minneapple International. It’s an Air Force Reserve wing. One sees them practicing formation flying at airdrop altitudes.
Minneapolis police will tell you there are about 80 people who generate about half the violent crime in Minneapolis. The police know exactly who these 80 are. It’s family and gang-related, multigenerational. (note: we have an increasing problem with groups of violent Somali teens also. I guess our magic dirt didn’t work on them).
I see some unmarked vans. The vans allow a group of well-trained people to drop on and snatch one of the 80. The van then drives to the AFR base on the north side of the airport and drops off a well-restrained, hooded person.
After dark, a C-130 takes off for a training flight over Lake Superior. The flight path will take them over the deeper portions of the lake. Now here there’s an option: each passenger could be harnessed in a parachute. However, those passengers, being hooded and restrained, fail to make the very critical act of hooking their static line to the aircraft. Thus, when the passenger begins his drop to the lake, his parachute does not activate. When he hits the water, the weight of the parachute pack takes him down very quickly (assuming he survived the impact with the lake).
Or, one could just throw them off the rear ramp. This would save on parachutes.
I think it would take about 30 mysterious disappearances before the word got around that life in Minneapolis was no longer paradise.
I’m sure Scott would join me in saying, “Just a dream. Just spitballin’ here.”