Flylo
Bearhawk Builder
- Joined
- Feb 26, 2003
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TFR's are a JOKE!!
Am I wrong?
Isn't the chance of stopping an airplane capable of doing any significant damage, such as an airliner, practically zero? How are you going to prevent something that is going as slow as 200 mph from reaching it's target inside a 3 nm radius TFR ( or 15 nm for that matter) unless you've got missles trained and ready or F16's in the air on alert? What if they're going 350 or 400 mph?
If you're going to try something with a little GA airplane are you going to climb up to 10,000 ft. where everybody can see you? Of course not, you're going to hug the ground until you get to your target. And besides, I'll bet you could load a 172 with all the C4 it would carry and hit the middle of Disney World on Sunday afternoon and not kill as many people as are going to die on the highway on the way home anyhow!
Give us a freakin' break!! All these two-bit TFR's do is make everybody miserable and give the press and the control Nazis something to bitch about when a little C150 accidently busts one.
Thus endeth the rant.
Am I wrong?
Isn't the chance of stopping an airplane capable of doing any significant damage, such as an airliner, practically zero? How are you going to prevent something that is going as slow as 200 mph from reaching it's target inside a 3 nm radius TFR ( or 15 nm for that matter) unless you've got missles trained and ready or F16's in the air on alert? What if they're going 350 or 400 mph?
If you're going to try something with a little GA airplane are you going to climb up to 10,000 ft. where everybody can see you? Of course not, you're going to hug the ground until you get to your target. And besides, I'll bet you could load a 172 with all the C4 it would carry and hit the middle of Disney World on Sunday afternoon and not kill as many people as are going to die on the highway on the way home anyhow!
Give us a freakin' break!! All these two-bit TFR's do is make everybody miserable and give the press and the control Nazis something to bitch about when a little C150 accidently busts one.
Thus endeth the rant.