To Michael Savage (part 22)

Hi Doc,

Hate to start on a depressive note, tried to let it go as another news for already several day. It's so sickening to feel powerless to do anything. I'm talking about young serviceman perished in a crush of that ugly, slow and stupid looking aircraft.
When I heard the news, in a half a second it struck me; who put them all together in one dumb looking thing like that?
I'm no military expert, but bare eye could see that thing is slow moving and too big to maneuver. Why, why, WHY???!!!
As soon as I turned you on that evening, you screamed the same Q first.
This happens quiet often, it's like telepathy, that's why I keep this up.
I couldn't go and look at their pictures, but after you put it on your site, I took a look and heard an interview with one of the widows on TV who has 2 kids. She was crying the whole time. The only hopeless shouting I could do is to wish that her tears and tears of others who cried for them will burn the heart of the generals and their superiors who put them in that situation. May they suffer in this life and in the other and afterwords and forever and ever more!
Where I grew up wishing a death of someone wasn't consider the worst curse, wishing suffering was. It says "may you search for your death and won't find it."
Also today you screamed your lungs off saying this might be a conspiracy. Could it be? Don't know. It's a scary thought, but what could be the explanation of something so bluntly insane like that? Don't the families of people in charge questions their father, husband or brother who made a decision like that? I would, if I would be one of them. Who are they, where do they live? Is this an old human envy of old men sending young men to their deaths?
You should tell victims families to find those addresses and go to their houses and ask their wives why their husbands killed their husbands.
They should sit in front of WH with Lt. Behanna's mother and ask Qs. Why is this young man still in jail, for God's sake!
I can't get over this, seriously. The sad part that burns me that I can't do anything to help, but say these words and pray for their souls and for courage of their families to carry on. I know this is pathetically not enough, but alas.
I go to bed thinking of their precious kids going to bed without their fathers reading books on their side and kissing them good night. Never coming back and knocking on the door...
Instead their fathers, who were cream of the crop of the men of this country are in six feet deep and we don't have anyone in jail waiting for trial of hanging?
What professional would survive a job that by mistake would kill 30 people?
How is this just or fair to any of us who sleep safe and have human basic sense of gratitude for those who serve for us?
Talking of democracy!.. I better stop here, before I say things I regret.

So long.