don't you all know these guys??
at my airport, they sit around in their shack/"hangar" all day, every day in lawn chairs, drinking some cheap @ss swill. their expert eyes judge and grade every take off and landing, most critically, of aircraft they have never flown (especially those requiring type ratings), and usually can't even identify properly. when dusk comes, on the calmest of days, their miscreant squadron of mismatched home-builts and duct-taped antiques take flight in curious formations to menace the skies during the last remaining light. some of them are actually rated as private pilots (yet are quick to dodge even the faintest question about their last flight review). the rest, well... who knows? any time their flying involves a cross country, its to go rescue one of their kings who through expert planning got his airplane stranded in the middle of nowhere in conditions that exceeded his demonstrated skill level. every one is a "airplane mechanic," and would quickly tell you what, "you ain't got to legally do," or "i'll get 'cha one at auto zone," and that airplanes don't need to have retractable gear or moving parts, "cuz them's is maint'nance hogs!" guess lears should scoot around with their sneakers down. guess all of those highly educated engineers who design faster more efficient aircraft are just smoking crack. heaven forbid that for increased safety you would ever go beyond the bare minimun of legal requirements for anything, especially if it cost you a few extra bucks.
when i saw this clip, i thought for sure that somebody left their helicopter unattended around these folks, but i was wrong. the situation is worse than i thought, as it appears possible that many airports other than mine might have knuckle heads of their own.
if any of you have a crowd of winners such as this at your airport, or one you've visited, lets hear stories. we can't shoot them down, no matter how many mid-airs they try to cause, so lets laugh at them.
lamont