<bg> The President was in town today, spending last night in Hollywood, taking Marine One down to Marina del Rey, and then back to LAX to leave at 11:45. </bg>
So, I'm sitting at my desk this morning at 11:30 when we all hear the rather distinctive sound of a fighter jet. If you have never heard an F16 go by, let me tell you that they are loud. I didn't see the first jet, but the second was quite visible over Long Beach Airport, about 5 miles south of my workplace. He was flying back and forth, and at one point, there was a smaller plane that we saw forced to make a landing.
Several of us are standing out front watching this jet do his thing out by the airport and discussing our conjecture about where Marine One is likely to be at that point and talking about how stupid you have to be to violate the regional air space when the President is arriving or departing.
Well, it turns out there's rather more to this story than any of us had realized.
The small plane had started off closer to Los Angeles, but having invaded Marine One's air space, it was escorted to Long Beach, where it was forced to land, and summarily searched. I imagine they were trying to discover if there were any brains aboard the flight.
It turns out that there were not; you see, they needed the space for their stash of drugs. They unloaded a total of 10 kilograms of marijuana from the Cessna and I imagine the pilot (and anyone else aboard) are spending the night in jail.
How stupid and unlucky do you have to be to manage to schedule your drug run for the same day and time as the Presidential entourage departure?
Article at NBC
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So, I'm sitting at my desk this morning at 11:30 when we all hear the rather distinctive sound of a fighter jet. If you have never heard an F16 go by, let me tell you that they are loud. I didn't see the first jet, but the second was quite visible over Long Beach Airport, about 5 miles south of my workplace. He was flying back and forth, and at one point, there was a smaller plane that we saw forced to make a landing.
Several of us are standing out front watching this jet do his thing out by the airport and discussing our conjecture about where Marine One is likely to be at that point and talking about how stupid you have to be to violate the regional air space when the President is arriving or departing.
Well, it turns out there's rather more to this story than any of us had realized.
The small plane had started off closer to Los Angeles, but having invaded Marine One's air space, it was escorted to Long Beach, where it was forced to land, and summarily searched. I imagine they were trying to discover if there were any brains aboard the flight.
It turns out that there were not; you see, they needed the space for their stash of drugs. They unloaded a total of 10 kilograms of marijuana from the Cessna and I imagine the pilot (and anyone else aboard) are spending the night in jail.
How stupid and unlucky do you have to be to manage to schedule your drug run for the same day and time as the Presidential entourage departure?
Article at NBC
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