Read The Two Articles Of Mine Google Thinks Are "Dangerous", Without Ads!
A few years ago, I decided to start slathering this websites with advertisements in a crass and deplorable attempt to recoup some of my hosting budget. Our valued reader and bitcoin magnate Pete Dushenski of contravex.com offered to sponsor the site ad-free for a year, an offer I declined because I like Pete and would rather take money from Google than take some of his occasionally fluctuating Bitcoin.
We had a month or two where I actually made twenty or thirty bucks after expenses, but in general we earn $60-80 in ad revenue against a constant hosting expense of $140/month. (To be fair, I use that resource for other things which have nothing to do with this site, and I willing pay extra money to have real hardware instead of a "presence" in The Clown. This is nice. After taxes, it's like $400 extra a year, which would feed ten starving children overseas or supply me with another set of T&A cufflinks.
As you might expect, the bounty of Google does not come without strings attached. Periodically, the hivemind will inform me that I have written something which is simply too dangerous or threatening to warrant being supplied with advertisements.
Currently, Google has unpersoned the following articles:
No, Hasbro, Hedy Lamarr Did Not Invent WiFi, or Cellphones for the Matter, by Ronnie Schreiber; and (Last) Weekly Roundup: Blurred By The Dark Fog Of Britain’s Domestic Politics Edition.
Google calls them both "Dangerous and derogatory content" in its report to me. Why, exactly? You're free to read them both and offer your own theories, but I'm guessing that the offending paragraph in the latter is
If I had a functioning XB-70, I would fly it back and forth above Davos during the little globalist party they have every year. Not to drop any bombs, mind you, but merely to “boom” those folks over and over again while keeping the sky clear of their private jets.
Is this a particularly dangerous idea? To answer that question, we have to estimate what my chances are of acquiring a functioning XB-70 Valkyrie. There is one left, in the Wright-Patterson Air Force Base Museum. This is only seventy minutes from my house, which does indeed raise concerns that it would be easy for me to steal. I've been doing some thinking and I believe that I would only need to accomplish the following steps in order to put my evil plan into action:
Open the museum hangar and tow the XB-70 out, after moving the six or seven aircraft between the Valkyrie and the doors. The Air Force Museum is protected and visibly staffed by the Blue Berets, of which there are perhaps a few hundred on the nearby base. To put this in perspective, that's more people than were guarding Mussolini when Otto Skorzeny and ninety highly-trained SS and paratroops rescued him. The Blue Berets are also better armed, and better trained, than the average Allied grunt of WWII. So I'd need perhaps 400 people to steal the plane and keep anything from happening to it. Once I have it towed out of the hangar, I have to
Refurbish the XB-70 Valkryie to flight condition. Now, you'll note that AV/1, the only remaining XB-70, was in fact flown to the museum in 1969 --- but the engines have not been fired since. At the very least we would want to remove and perform a complete inspection on all six GE turbofans. In theory, this could be done in just a week or so... but remember that we would also be fighting a pitched battle with the Blue Berets at the time. We'd also need a considerable amount of specially-formulated JP-6 fuel. Let's say two tankers' worth. With the XB-70 refurbished and refueled, it's time to kick the tires and light the fires, which means I must
Learn to fly the XB-70 Valkyrie, in advance, with no appropriate training vehicle available. This seems impossible even for someone with access to the latest Microsoft Flight Simulator. While I could get my Private Pilot, Multi-Engine, and Commercial Jet certificates in a year of hard work, that still does not give me the expertise I need to operate an XB-70. The only real way to accomplish this would be to
Train my son as a pilot and ensure that he is accepted into the Air Force Academy, where he will eventually go on to become an F-22 Raptor pilot. After spending twenty years in the Air Force, he will retire and fly for Emirates, saving $150,000 of his salary for eight years so we can
Purchase and refurbish an F-104 Starfighter to familiarize him with the manner in which Fifties-era Mach 3 planes work. Now we have an operating XB-70 and someone to fly it, and it's only taken us thirty-six years and required the recruitment of perhaps six hundred similarly-minded people. We are now ready to
Get the XB-70 to an open runway at WPAFB despite the best efforts of the entire United States military. No problem. We'll take off and
Fly our XB-70 to a secret base carved out of a mountain so we can upgrade the AV-1 airframe to the standards met by AV-2. You see, AV-1 had a limit of Mach 2.5. If we want to really hustle, we need to rebuild it almost from scratch using the methods in AV-2. Having done that, we need to
Ferry it unobserved to a fuel stop on the East Coast and one in the United Kingdom because the range is only 4,200 miles and we need to get it across the ocean where it can be fueled up for a flight to Davos. The XB-70 is not invisible to radar so we would need to distract the Air Force somehow, which would be best done by
Purchase a squadron of Su-35 fighter jets from Russia, train their pilots, and fly them around the United States on a wild goose chase. At just $85 million per, the SU-35 is quite affordable by modern standards. So we could easily accomplish this whole thing with two or three billion dollars, which we don't have, so we would have to
Borrow three billion dollars. This might be the easiest part. If GM will let people borrow money on a Buick wagon, they should let me borrow three billion dollars. Now, finally, we are ready to
Buzz the Davos conference, causing repeated sonic booms.
Okay, Google, you're right to be cautious about this. We'll leave the ads off that page --- and, most likely, this one, too.