We visited the new annex of the Air & Space Museum this weekend. It’s essentially a massive hanger filled with every kind of flying machine you can imagine, from hang gilders to Concordes to space shuttles. It was mindblowing, and very very cool.
But the coolest thing was up in the observation tower, a high room with glass walls and a nice view of Dulles airport: a 12-year old kid moving along the wall, watching a plane glide down toward the runway and muttering “Please crash please crash please crash please crash please crash.” And then, when it touched down safely, pressing his face against the glass and screaming: “Blow up! Blow up! Blow up!“
Ah, the sweet innocence of youth.
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uhhhh… wow
This reads differently than it happened, sadly because we, the adults are so jaded. The boy wasn’t thinking in terms of 9/11 or people. He just was imagining playing jets and thought an explosion would be neat. Kinda like crashing toy trucks together. Maybe that’s why it was cute and funny at the time.
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