On this, tax day 2016, where half the population is grumbling and the other half is saying ,”Thanks for the assistance, suckers”, I thought it appropriate to provide a diversion, something to feel good about while Uncle Sam picks your pockets;
I am re reading American Caesar (I wonder if you New Zealanders know how close you guys came to getting invaded in 1942). There are not many WW2 veterans left. My uncle fought the Japanese with Admiral Halsey. My father in law was in his second year at Stanford when we were attacked at Pearl Harbor. He quit school, flew to Hawaii, and put his engineering background to use raising several of the ships sunk in the attack. Both are dead, and I could tell you exactly what they would think of the current batch of inferiors running for president.