Farflung

Vicki responds with: “You actually cared enough to search? You must be bored.” Of course I’m bored Vicki, didn’t you see the comment 377 made about headless corpse raping being illegal in all 50 states? All 50. Yet Nevada has gambling, Florida has Dwarf Tossing and Minnesota has lutefisk. Where’s the justice?

Oh yes I did. I’ll admit that I’m primarily motivated by my laziness and greed. In that I tend to do the least in order to produce the most. This is fortunate since I’m typically faced with a customer base that wants to pay the least in order to get the most while proclaiming they are savvy consumers concerned about quality. Yeah right, that’s why McDonalds is the most popular cuisine, Budweiser is the best beer and Colorado raises killer cantaloupes. So if it works in real life, why not try it on the DBC thread? I’m still not quite sure if I’ve selected the best guiding principle in life, but it worked so far. Word to your mother.

Always good to see that Vicki still hangs out in the weeds and when the time is right, uses her wits to tame the adolescent but technically accurate prose posted by some of us. That was ‘wits’ gentlemen, again the word was wits; not what you were thinking.

Here’s another common household titanium item that most men don’t have. http://www.spacepen.com/blacktitaniumnitride.aspx Why not have one of these babies in your pocket? Oh you know the ladies are going to notice that you’re packing something special. You’ll see them staring for extended periods so break the ice and whip it out. Ask her if she would like to hold it for a while, get used to the unique feel. Before you know it, she will be smiling with delight when your Titanium Pen is firmly in her grasp. Try and have a little fun with it for a change. I’m here to help.

You can imagine my disappointment on this subject….. but I thought it worth sharing before anyone else thinks titanium is as magic as Unicorn tears. http://www.titanwheeltech.com/order-nipples/ Yep it’s true you can satisfy your exotic metal fetish for $45. Some other bicycle parts are made of the stuff because it has ONE beguiling feature……. It’s lighter than steel. That’s all, nothing James Bond or Viagraesque about the stuff. As pek771 pointed out it is a nightmare to work which adds cost to the final product. The government predicted this crap would be as common as aluminum by some time past. You can practically see my face frozen in shock over the fact that Uncle Sam dicked that prediction. Yep, we aren’t travelling at hypersonic speeds which would require a vehicle skinned with the heat impervious material and are still using the time tested ‘6061’ and those other variants which sound almost as cool and chick magnety. This leaves titanium being used in engines because of the heat thing and lavatories because of the pee pee thing. Besides being lighter than steel, the stuff is bullet proof against corrosion, unlike aluminum which will get eaten by long term exposure to urine. Titanium is just like stainless steel in that regard, but lighter so it gets the nod in the airborne boom boom room. There you have it in a nutshell. Need something lighter than, and equally corrosion resistant to stainless? Choose titanium. Need a material that does not change or degrade in environments of intense heat? Choose titanium. Need to impress a chick with an exotic metal? Choose aluminum and lie, you know, act like a man. At least try to learn something about titanium and avoid having to rely on someone trying to shove whatever down your throat. I’m here to help.

Good point pek771, I should have stuck to my guns as the Congolese Special Ops Death Knot can appear like the Flying Spaghetti Monster close up. This is but one of the Death Knot's many attributes. Clearly Kaye must have known what he was doing with the Death Knot since he successfully untied the thing without angering it and having little more than a bloody stump to show for a miscalculation. I’ve seen this happen to less skilled people, seen it many times.

RobertMBlevins clowns around with: “Intaglio steel plate is used to make currency dies. My usual suggestion: Ask Tom Kaye and see what he says.” That’s funny how you combined a person’s ability to extract any element, alloy or item from a tie and then they magically become a default expert on how any of those items are used while posing as a hopeless fanboi. Good one! That made me laugh out loud.

OK, so earlier I ‘thought’ I could see a well known, among government sponsored killers, device commonly called the ‘Congolese Special Ops Death Knot’ but after some sciency stuff have discovered my blunder. I used some sophisticated (code for don’t ask) software and proprietary image processing techniques (which I patented along with a fur lined sink) to enhance the image of the death knot. So I decided it was time to douche-up and admit that I was wrong and it was not a death knot and simply leave the evidence for you to decide for yourselves.

Smokin99 comments as a non-scientist: ” Also...if, in fact, they only tested the tie, I would love to know the thought process behind only testing it (the tie) for DNA and not other "known" areas that he touched - such as the lines.” I simply don’t understand the angst and anger behind the very posting of these questions which are ALWAYS followed by denial. So much for the assumption that the solution is a common cause here. First the hierarchy must be established THEN the one true solution can be presented by the anointed. I’m guessing here, but I think my guess is accurate. The lines getting ‘detangled’ may (just may here) have supplied other fibers, organic material or hairs as the 40 year old knots were opened thus releasing the items to fall upon a sheet of Kraft or butcher paper on the floor to be transferred into an envelope. This is of course, assuming there was some Kraft paper used to collect the released debris and an envelope in which to deposit those items. I’m guessing neither were used or obliquely considered, but I think my guess is accurate. The ‘tie’ gets homage usually reserved for the ‘Shroud of Turin’ in that there are gloves, masks, hair nets, electron laser guided microscopes and things with flashing red lights to analyze its contents while the reserve lines are basically used as a prop in an East Tijuana donkey show in comparison. That’s my whopping dose of WTF. Pek771, The previous argument was that too many people had touched the ‘reserve lines’ (whatever that number is) for the DNA to be of any value. This presented by experts on this thread in DNA (whatever). Therefore, if there were too many people touching the lines BEFORE the ‘Citizen Sleuth Team’ what chance would there be with them grabbing the evidence bare handed? Obviously ZERO according to the thread experts on the subject. Hope that adds some context. I’m just a stupid turd-butt and not a scientific genius but I can recall past discussions.

I was studying the image of the reserve chute and could swear I see a……

The first time I simply suggested the area where Cooper had to grasp the canopy lines to cut the cord being a better place to check for DNA was instantly (I mean instantly) met with disgust, dismissal and little else. Like a reason for such a visceral response (not uncommon here). Occam combined with human nature and insecurities told me there was something more behind the curt and charmless response than vanilla asshattery. As always seems to be the case on this thread, time would have to play the agent of truth since the person making the comment was in diametric opposition to that approach. I opined on how many people could reasonably be molesting those lines at the cut site. Took the number of potential repacks and multiplied out some silly, stupid solution. After all I saw the pictures of Carr handling the lines (see Carr attach). I truly was stunned at the thought that there would be legions of tourists randomly grabbing, licking and chewing the reserve lines and genuinely could not understand how the necktie could be considered a superior item to extract DNA. The tie by design is not sealed in a container but available for many people to treat as if it was a headless corpse. Weird I thought. Here is where I get to eat crow and acknowledge that I have never imagined what others clearly knew to be fact. The reserve lines were in all likelihood treated like the only woman on a pirate ship and utterly soiled beyond any evidentiary or scientific value. It’s abundantly clear why this ‘former’ member of the Citizen Sleuth Team was so anxious to deflect any discussion away from the grasp sites where the reserve lines were cut (see Nevermind). Shame on me for not getting a clue, I apologize for the waste of time and will keep this episode in mind and use it as an example should a similar situation arise.

I can remember like it was only yesterday….. Please have a sing-a-long. I SAID SING A LONG. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJMVj04lfyo More poignant today than when it was first performed. “Flying on a JetBlue A-320, Florida central, early morning fail. Fifty first and fifty tourist riders, Flight Attendants, one of their names was Gail. All along the northbound odyssey, the plane pulled out of hangar three, and taxied past the beacons, lights and yields. Passengers that had no names, seats are full of more the same, the grannies who were wearing chartreuse and teal. Good morning Connecticut where are ya? Say don’t you know me, I’m here just for fun. I’m the plane you parked in Delta Tango Fourteen, I’ll be gone 300 feet when the day is done.” That’s kinda sweet.

That’s my point on all this ‘surprise’ and ‘can you believe this’ garbage that was created by people that should have seen it coming from twelve light years away. If they are as good as they say they are over and over and over and over. Instead we create these worthless forums where eunuchs can boast about their CFI ratings even though they have never trained a single pilot to certification or made a single house payment exclusively from aviation wages. Shoe Clerks with keyboards, failures and losers. But for some reason they view themselves as rare and unique with the ability to dictate better living through bureaucracy. Shame on them and if they managed to NOT kill anyone in the process, then quit flying, jumping or heating food with flame before you do. But they won’t and never will. Therefore we are doomed to live with the slightly less unattractive spawn called the FAA. Thanks guys, thanks bunches (they know who they are). I’m not motivated by laws, which may explain why I don’t fly to Bangkok with a group of other concerned US citizens (code for old men) exporting what the rest of the planet has already assumed we do at home (code for what we do at home). Nope, just because it’s legal does not insure my violent and constant practice no matter who may be watching. I like to associate with fellow citizens of like mind (cool and hunky). Imagine a society where people are motivated by a social contract which is enforced through voluntary participation via an individual’s desire to have all citizens treated the same as their mother sans the familial bonds. Where the violation of that trust would be viewed akin to incest where…… aww crap, who am I kidding here? That will never happen and the very thought is so repulsive that federal laws must be created that make the very raping of a headless corpse illegal. Umm….. I mean it is against the law to rape a headless corpse, right? Help me out here, river dredging, DNA extracting experts….. is it against the law? What say you? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8E_zMLCRNg Gotcha.

I’m endlessly amazed at how much a person can overlook while being outraged at the increase of Netflix fees. Humans are complex animals if you dismiss self-interest and logic at every turn. Look at all the expertise on this thread on river dredging, trailer camping and DNA analysis for example. My oh my, what a cornucopia of knowledge which I never knew existed. Sure is lucky this is a skydiving and aviation forum with even MORE expertise, real or imagined. For example, Flight 504 yesterday, from Ft Lauderdale, FL to Newark, NJ with a flight time of 2 hours, on an Airbus A320 with a loitering capability of more than seven hours; arrived in forecasted foul WX at the destination airfield at fuel minimums without so much as a WTF. One can only assume that this is because it is KNOWN to be ops normal and a completely acceptable practice among all the iPhone users with optimized data transfer rates and HMOs without co-pays. That’s good. Here’s some history for the Walter Mittys and Shoe Clerks who are tacitly taking these rides for the sake of saving between 14 and 16 dollars. Some pencil necked accountant, employed by an airline, who has never known the touch of a beautiful woman wanted to make sure the same would be true for everyone else. He pulled out a calculator and figured the airline was spending way too much flying from one airport to another with full tanks. After all, the FAA didn’t require this so it would be ‘perfectly legal’ to load the fuel with this in mind. This means that all aircraft would arrive at their destinations at fuel minimums, all of them. Got a chill yet? Didn’t think so. What this manufactures is full frontal emergencies should anything unexpected ever occur. Like a snow storm in the northeast in late October, I mean who could have seen that coming, with radar, decades of observable statistics and a finger in the wind? We are only human and not self interested or illogical. Please don’t say anything that will make me feel bad or call names, that’s bad. It’s the wholesale planning of disaster that is heroic and to be applauded. Well you know that more than fuel adds weight and therefore cost to a flight. If the plane only needs a quarter of the fuel loaded the same MUST be true for water and food. After all we already determined that by limiting fuel to the thinnest margins as common practice the same should be done for all other expendables and consumables. It really does make sense now, form each according to their ability; to each according to their needs. Now an aircraft is headed to a facility located where the weather is forecast to be miserable and the ONE system which can supply glide slope information fails. Wow, the instrument that insures aircraft could land in poor visibility actually malfunctioned during conditions of poor visibility? I’m just as surprised as Captain Murphy right now. So there’s a procession of airliners are all spaced minutes apart and arriving at federal fuel minimums rather than having reserves to reverse course and land where snow is known to occur with the same frequency of the accountant touching a beautiful woman. That’s great guys, just great. Now a stunned nation recovers from another self inflicted face plant in New England while other venues like Orange County, CA close El Toro Airport, leaving an administrative body which could be the 30th largest state in the US with a grand total of 2 airfields. Since the crafting of the fuel minimums by the FAA the number of suitable airports has shrunk to the point where Hartford becomes the de facto Gilligan’s Island of aviation, when people are on a three hour flight….. a three hour flight.

Hartford, Connecticut Airport Ground Control. Congratulations you nameless, faceless examples of just why ‘he who governs least, governs best’ federal employees for reflecting upon your organization, the very behaviors which separates the human race from animals and housewives with Precious Moments figurine collections. I know that my marginal tax rate of 32% is not nearly enough of a contribution to assure such stupefying performances this side of any work/release program. Thank you is not a strong enough thought to convey exactly what you did to make professional aviation and those in closely related fields where the rape of a headless corpse is involved; appear to the general public, the way others can only dream about. Yes, it was you that had total control of all ground operations to include jets, support equipment, fuel trucks and ultimately emergency vehicles. You controlled that aircraft to a position on the airport and had it hold until further notice. Fortunately this was accomplished after ignoring state of the art radar, meteorological forecasts and a ‘surprise’ snow storm. Although any airliner would contain a microcosm of American society with associated statistics to include: elderly, infants and the medically dependent; you courageously ignored all life experiences while tending to other more pressing matters. After handing off responsibilities to a replacement controller sent by a supervisor, you completed an arduous coffee break and voided your bladder. Upon return to your station the airliner continued to hold in place until you were again relived for another coffee break, reading of the newspaper and an appointment in the bathroom. Now over four hours into your long, hard shift you verify that Flight 504 was in fact still 300 long, long yards away from the main terminal building and continued to be surprised by the snow storm while keeping any and all other vehicles away from the aircraft. Your devotion to duty and professionalism all the more astonishing considering you must have hatched from some leathery egg pouch months after your mother had buried you in the sand to be born in a world void of human comfort or the slightest consideration given to occupants of Dachau. With the airport utterly paralyzed you then sprung into action and did what any government employee would do in such a dire situation and had lunch. Once in the dining facility you were able to unshackle yourself from the responsibility of a hundred people sitting less than 900 feet from where you were about to enjoy a well deserved meal which, god willing, would supply enough nutrition and calories to fuel that furnace of intellect which does more than separate your ears and act as a hat holder. Perhaps you had time to charm a curvy coworker and if there is justice in the universe, some day will procreate and raise even more examples of goodness to share with the planet. But you had other things on your mind that day and returned to the Ground Control room to resume ‘work’. One can only imagine the relief of knowing that Flight 504 was still stationary after six hours which would keep your back from experiencing any pains or knots while seated in an ergonomically designed chair with lumbar massage. Still surprised by the snow storm and having done absolutely nothing as far as moving ground equipment was beginning to take its toll. Then it happened, the radios began to crackle with calls and you were about to enter your seventh and finest hour. You cleared an ambulance direct to the location of Flight 504 which fortunately was the only thing moving on the Hartford Airport property. The crew of medical professionals, were responding to 911 calls from inside the aircraft about a paraplegic passenger suffering from some medical condition which you can’t empathize with and care even less about. You then bravely and without consideration of personal danger, reached into a bag of Pepperidge Farms Milano cookies and consumed barely half of the item before being called into action again. The ambulance wanted clearance to drive off airport property and to the hospital which was quickly granted, after you swallowed too much hot coffee in an attempt to wash down the Milano cookie to make sure you sounded good on 121.6 MHz. Well done Hartford Ground Control, well done indeed. Looking through any and all logic associated with a passenger jet parked on a commercial airfield for seven hours takes a very special team of life forms which do little more than convert oxygen to carbon dioxide, while appearing to actually be wasting gravity in the process. You must be proud of all your accomplishments and I can only pray that you and every person down the line get all the recognition you so richly deserve.

Sure appears to be an increased number of mind-numbing acts of stupidity lately with a trend of exponential increases (code for Solyndra): http://www.latimes.com/travel/deals/la-trb-jetblue-stranded-hartford-20111030,1,2366209.story You got it, there was a virtual Donner party on the ramp in Connecticut. That’s enough to make Chilean coal mining or abandoned well exploration in Texas appear to be an acceptable if not preferable risk to air travel. Are we the same country that got Apollo 13 home? No wonder the greatest technological achievement since has been the Segway and Flash Mobs. How many impotent, un-empowered, soulless, don’t bother me I’m waiting for the next pay-check and it’s too small, never heard of innovation or improvisation, Zombies does it take to screw up Hartford’s airport? Good thing that plane was not on fire. Air stairs, tugs, vans, trucks, ambulances, busses, monorails, lavatory service vehicles, escalators, unicycles, line dancing, the Hokey Pokey, Jazz Hands step gliding, doors, stairs, flashlights, beefy reflective vest wearing guys willing to carry the hot chicks, ice skates, tectonic plate movement, fire trucks, security cars, golf carts, tricycles and ATVs all suffered simultaneous failures? This generous feat of disassociation makes the Cooper crime not being solved all the more palatable since it would take four promotions for this story to qualify as abject bungling with the airport employees saving face by logging on Amazon.com and buying a ‘Home Version Hara-Kari’ set and showing the good taste to use the things.

Mark comments: “IIRC, in 1971 the repack cycle was 60 days.” And Mark recalls correctly according to the FAA’s own scripture. Thank you, I’m a little smarter now. Then 60 days it is (good enough for me especially since it has the added and rare bonus of being true)…. So that increases the frequency from 42 repacks to 84 in 14 years. I’ll still go with 84 total because I’m sure that everyone was having those repacks done even during the winter months (cough, riiiiiiight cough). There are claims of several types of DNA on the tie. Just seems like a DNA match from the cut lines on the reserve to the tie would really narrow down the possibilities but for some reason (as of yet to be accurately sourced) there is great resistance to the very suggestion and I can’t figure why (cough, riiiiight cough). If the DNA is too degraded the best time to determine that would be during the extract process (whatever that is) at the potential source instead of making a preemptive claim because it is already know that Suspect X’s DNA does NOT match. A weak, shameful and obvious play (time to throw a denial grenade). Using some founded and sourced assumptions based on decades of observable behavior (FAA regs) the realm of possibilities on the reserve lines can be reduced from thousands or hundreds as previously stated to a likely few dozen. Then an expert or source material could be used to explain why this would be a virtual impossibility. The number of repacks at 84 over a span of 14 years is not an intimidating number. Neither are the total number of riggers and assistants who may have engaged in the process of inspecting, repairing and packing. If this number was too large, I would assume (assuming here, relax again) that a number near dozens would have been used instead of hundreds or thousands in the first place (this is called blowback). All I’m trying to discover is the general environment of the space to explore. Nothing more refined than Red, Yellow or Green before taking another step (read reading here) in the direction of a potential solution. Or I could latch on to a suspect and engage in steering and manipulation of data in a flaccid attempt to advance my pre-plotted cause under the veil of having an open mind (cough, riiiiight cough).

After 40 years of some of the finest litany and trivial pursuit ever displayed on a subject there is mounting evidence that the Cooper chutes were reserves and emergency pilot rigs. Yawwwwnnnn. This has a couple implications that have been dusted off previously with great confidence and faux authority regarding these pieces of equipment. Proportionality will at least allow some casual observer or person with expertise in a different arena to determine if something is a long shot or plausible. Like knowing if the odds are a ba-jillion to one or one in a few dozen. People who engage in endless hyperbole are NOT candidates but facilitators to inefficiencies, cost over runs and delays. I have as of yet to see one of these people identify themselves but hold out hope. OK, that was a lie; I have no hope of this ever changing. So I’m watching (that’s right passively) a program about some murder (Peggy Hettrick) from 1987 where some guy is in jail (Timothy Masters) and claims to be ‘innocent’. Yawwwnnnn. The defense team finds a DNA lab that specializes in extracting samples from higher probability sites by analyzing where the ‘bad guy’ would have grabbed someone in the commission of their dastardly deed. If a person is dragged they would be clasped under the arms versus mid back and carried like a lunch box. Apparently this sort of grasping deposits better (whatever that means) DNA samples and this worked on this 20 year old case. This of course is contrary to previous discussions here (gasp!). After seeing the data cards on the parachute from Bruce’s article I was surprised (not really) to see two repacks in several years and the chute still sealed from the mid 80’s. The internals of this parachute would not appear (assumption by a monkey here) to have been handled by hundreds of people but more like dozens. This is not a ‘sport’ parachute getting opened several times on weekends with nice weather but a bailout chute for emergency use. Of course when asked, I’m sure everyone claims to jump ba-jillions of times on all 63 weekends of the year. Yeah, I’ve done some market research (buyers are liars). Back to a little proportionality and using some pseudo-known data points with the Cooper gear. The repack frequency for reserves and emergency chutes was 120 days or three times per year. My spider senses tell me that the actual number would be less but I’ll stick with three. If the Cooper rigs are from a 1957 vintage (assumption here nothing more, relax) the 1971 hijacking would be 14 years later. So 3 X 14 equals 42 repacks and inspections from the date of manufacture assuming the equipment was current all of the time. This is not thousands or hundreds but three and a half dozen processes which may have been performed by a handful of licensed people. Hmmmmmm. I guess I can’t see why checking those canopy lines where Cooper grasped to cut them would be an inferior technique in the face of the proceeding assumptions but that’s what separates man from ape I suppose. I would like to apologize in advance for dredging up this well worn and sour subject again. So was any of the Cooper equipment non-emergency gear without a seal and how many people molested the stuff?

I guess everyone (except the self important grumps) have noticed all the decorations festooned in the neighborhood. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L2urlriwjcg That’s right, you know that greatest and uniquely American holiday is just around the corner; Halloween. Besides light bulbs, mass produced automobiles and nuclear weapons; America introduced the world to the ritual sacrifice of pumpkins. This done as a display of cherished holiday festivities and an overproduction capability of food items which manifest in walkway decorations while we continue to debate the best way to stave off hunger in other countries. But these jack-o-lanterns also serve as runway lighting for bored children and overweight parents receiving food offerings from the hapless occupants of said home lest they be pelted with eggs (of course another food). It all makes sense when you are wealthy while still maintaining the temerity to feel some sense of discontent, because someone may have more stuff than you. Welcome to success, that’s enough about those people. This is about the Spaghetti Monster and the creative spirits who maintain the belief system known as Pastafarian. Celebrate at the ‘Flying Spaghetti Monster’s’ Meet Ball and reflect on a life well lived where you have served as an example of humility while forking out happiness wherever you roll. Why not combine the celebratory activities of Halloween with Pastafarian worship by rewarding those door knockers with some linguini in clam sauce? I know I will, along with any other knockers which I’m lucky enough to see this season. Happy Halloween everyone!

Crosschecks are embraced like the idea of a sandpaper condom on this thread as they must be viewed as drudgery or utterly redundant and repetitious. I think the phrase redundant and repetitious may be an oxymoron but would prefer donning the previously mentioned device over further research on the subject. For all the angst, writhing and tooth gnashing frustration that crosschecks create on the subject of Cooper, I can only wonder if they may have prevented things which become even more angstier, writhingly and tooth gnashingly frustraitinger had they been discovered at the source. Nawwwwww….. I keeed, I keeed you with this thought. Carry on.

That parachute Bruce photographed certainly appears to be very slim (considering it is from the 50’s) and much less bulky than an aircrew rig. That makes me think that it may me a civilian, emergency chute and perhaps (just perhaps here) the variety known as the P3-B. They were marketed as a sort of private pilot’s chute which would be logical since there are no O-2 bottles or attachments for a reserve which the ‘skydiver’ requires. Attached are some ads from 1945 to 1954 with a comparison to the rig that Bruce photographed. I don’t think the chute is a type 226 as that number is above the ‘Serial number’ line on the data card. Thought I would point that out before another 9/57 got out the barn door. Thanks to decades of reading some of the most horrific examples of penmanship this side of a Neanderthal cave wall, I would suggest that the name of the person that repacked ‘Cooper’s un-used’ chute was ‘William Jeswine’ as some additional grist for the Cooper trivia machinery (an insatiable beast requiring endless feedings). A quick search on that name revealed a company associated with parachutes in Seattle called ‘Skywalker Industrial’. That is all.

So much to analyze, so little logic, spread across so much time. OK, after 40 years and endless brag speak about skydiving skills with license numbers and years in sport the ‘serial number’ code of 9/57 has been demystified as a date??!! That’s amazing since this is a well know format to every part of the planet (even undiscovered tribes in the Amazonian Jungle) except for those who participate on this thread. More noteworthy considering the number of Columbia River dredge operations experts who opined. I guess all those wasted years staring at your own rig or data card with an alpha-numeric serial number paid no dividends since this was a Pioneer brand which may have only produced 9/57 total units I suppose. Sure was lucky the favored battle cry of ‘This Has Already Been Discussed’ wasn’t rolled out before Bruce was able to complete his research. Gosh, I wonder who has complained (over and over) about something being resolved because it has already been a worn out subject? Will this crime have multiple confessors (even though both possible and accurate in this situation)? Nope, not a one. Matters not since this only fortifies the fact that Cooper was a Black Ops, CIA trained Master Rigger and jumper since this has utterly confused so many people in the know. I thought that 9/57 was a serial number due to my experience with four character serial numbers so common that I don’t have time to list any as an example nor do I have time to read any contrary comments. I’m that busy and important. http://www.vh1.com/video/squirrel-nut-zippers/10096/hell.jhtml

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jR-A4QFHZBA That’s more like it snowmman! Canadians in the Vietnam conflict indeed. He was born in Canada but was every bit American up to losing his life for his country. Left behind a wife with the ‘government’ using his ID for covert operations in the Congo? Gee couldn’t they just print a fake ID since the government makes Social Security cards and Passports? What else is below the surface? If only those walls at 301 Broadway, San Francisco could talk.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNnrlVWMTvc It feels like starting over again with the owner of the parachutes being disputed after so many fine mesh filters being used previously (how did that happen here?). Someone is going to be number 2 in this story because they both can’t own the chutes. Now George Harrison is quoted by the FBI all those years ago…. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85Smw33PKJA Braden should have been singled out sooner. There is nothing hinky or strange about his story unlike the dueling Cooper chute owners or like Woodstock that has nine million people claiming attendance or the 350 thousand Congo mercenary veterans. I think an answer is just around the corner.

That’s quite the tale about the Crisis in the Congo. Imagine if those walls at 301 Broadway, San Francisco could talk! If only someone could investigate that place!! Or if that C-118 which hauled 87 troops could be located, what a ‘piece of history’ that would be. Ya know Custer was the last man standing at Little Bighorn and Davy Crockett was dispatching General Santa Anna’s troops with precise swings from ‘Old Betsy’ until he was ruthlessly attacked from behind by a group of lowly cowards? All true, it is all in books and stuff. Just read past all the other stuff and you will get to the good part (what you already want to believe). Is it coincidence that Custer and Santa Anna died in the same year and week? Yes, of course it is, stop being stupid.