Thanks For Nothing, Asswipe

So you were mad at the IRS? I get that. You said that the government is only interested in helping the big player and is letting the people rot during this recession and the last one? A lot of people feel that way. You were angry because after 9-11, the Feds made life very difficult for a while for general aviation while doing everything they could to help out the airlines? I understand.

You undoubtedly knew that it took a lot of political pressure, exerted by tens of thousands of pilots and businesses to get the Feds to back off from crushing the life out of general aviation after 9-11. You certainly understood that it would only take a few incidents for the Feds to start re-torquing the screws to make it harder and harder to fly small planes the way your fellow pilots have for almost a century. No doubt you watched in horror as that arrogant scum-sucking mayor in Chicago used the chimera of aerial terrorism as an excuse to bulldoze Meigs Field.

But knowing all of that, you still chose to crash your airplane into an IRS office building. You chose to go out in a highly newsworthy way, you arrogant little fuck, and in so doing, you will end up triggering even more restrictions on the rest of us who fly. You couldn't go rent a Ryder truck and stuff it full of fertilizer soaked in diesel fuel, for that's been done before. You couldn't just shoot the folks you were angry at; that would rate 30 seconds on the national news, at best. You couldn't just torch the building, that's old news.

No, you had to off yourself in the most newsworthy way you could think of. And in so doing, you set the rest of the general aviation community up for more restrictions on our freedom to fly.

Thanks for nothing, asswipe.