Sitting in the shadow of NORAD

NORAD, the North American Aerospace Defense Command, is just on the other side of my hotel. I’ve been sitting here smoking cigarettes thinking about the implications of the whole of our missile defense system being located essentially at the end of a suburban housing development. Sure the complex is underneath the mountain safe from nuclear fallout. But the community at its base isn’t. I come from a place where you can’t house a drug rehab program for teenage girls in a suburban community without the residents losing their minds. These folks don’t seem to mind living within the bast radius of the number one tactical target in the US during the cold war. I guess this is a testament to perspective being everything.