NRA: A responsive reading

Nicolae: The Rise of Antichrist; pp. 133-135

If the first few pages of Chapter 7 of this book had been excerpted and published as a sneak-peek teaser before the rest of the book came out, then this little section might have been bearable.

Jerry Jenkins is doing several things at once here — reinforcing Buck Williams’ role as a (literally) jet-setting VIP, reintroducing the character of charter pilot Ken Ritz from back in the first book, and presenting another little Sunday-school lesson on the duty of personal evangelism. The first and last of those are a bit tedious, but Jenkins does a capable job of the second one.

Like most of the peripheral characters in these books, Ken Ritz benefits from not being Buck or Rayford. We want to be able to like someone in this story, so we’re inclined to treat characters like Ken with a generous benefit of the doubt. In this passage, taken by itself, Jenkins doesn’t give us any powerful reasons to dislike Ken, so we’re willing to regard him as a breath of slightly fresher air and to find him somewhat interesting even despite being told, clumsily, that “Ritz was interesting.”

Unfortunately, though, we can’t take this passage entirely by itself. Chapter 7 follows the previous six chapters, and those were pretty eventful — at least in terms of body count.

Millions of people were just slaughtered. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City have all just been “destroyed” with nuclear weapons.

The metropolitan areas of those cities are home to more than 107 million people, and given what we know of the indiscriminate mass-destruction of nuclear weaponry here in the real world, the previous chapters seem to indicate that somewhere around 100 million people were just killed in this story.

But we’ve also seen in those chapters that this story doesn’t work like reality. In the unreal universe of these books, the death toll from the beginning of World War III is probably less than that.

At least some of the nuclear weapons deployed by the Antichrist’s military were apparently a special, non-radioactive variety. These weapons also seem magically bound by city limits, such that a nuclear bomb dropped on the City of Chicago can go almost unnoticed in Evanston or Calumet City, and won’t cause even the slightest disruption to daily routine 90 miles away in Milwaukee. And Buck’s walking tour of post-nuclear downtown Chicago seemed to suggest that, in the fantasy world of these books, the majority of a city’s residents might survive a direct nuclear strike. So let’s take Nicolae Carpathia literally when he tells us that all these cities would be “decimated” by his nuclear destruction of them. Let’s assume that, somehow, nuclear war only claimed one tenth of the post-Event population within the city limits of these targeted metropolises.

Here’s some hasty diner-napkin arithmetic: If the miracle bombs are confined to city limits, so that Dallas gets nuked but Fort Worth is untouched, then we’re dealing with a pre-Event city-limits population of 39 million or so.

We calculated earlier that the post-Event world without children or RTCs would have a population of around 4 billion instead of 7 billion, so let’s use that same ratio to say the city limits of the Antichrist’s nuclear targets would be home to a post-Event population of around 22 million.

And then let’s accept the physical impossibility of nuclear attacks on those cities resulting in the death of only 10 percent of their population. And then round down.

That impossibly low estimate still gives us two million dead. That is the death toll of the events described in the first six chapters of Nicolae. That is what happens during the first two days described in this book.

Two million people killed, and then Chapter 7 begins. Two million people were slaughtered yesterday, and then Buck Williams wakes up on day three and catches a plane.

Buck had always had the ability to sleep well, even when he couldn’t. He could have used a dozen or more hours the night before, after the day he had had. However, seven-plus hours had been just enough because when he was out, he was out. He knew Chloe had slept fitfully only because she told him in the morning. Her tossing and turning and winces of pain had not affected his slumber.

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

Now, as Ken Ritz landed the Learjet in Easton, Pennsylvania, “just to top off the tank before headin’ to Tel Aviv,” Buck was alert. He and the lanky, weathered veteran pilot in his late fifties seemed to have picked up where they left off the last time he had employed this freelance charter service. Ritz was a talker, a raconteur, opinionated, interesting, and interested. He was as eager to know Buck’s latest thoughts on the vanishings and the global war as he was in sharing his own views.

“So, what’s new with the jet-setting young magazine writer since I saw you last, what, almost two years ago?” Ritz had begun.

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

Buck told him. He recalled that Ritz had been forthright and outspoken when they first met, admitting that he had no more idea than anyone else what might have caused the vanishings but coming down on the side of aliens from outer space. It had hit Buck as a wild idea for a buttoned-down pilot, but Buck hadn’t come to any conclusions at the time either. One theory was as good as the next. Ritz had told him of many strange encounters in the air that made it plausible that an airman might believe in such things.

That gave Buck the confidence to tell his own story without apology. It didn’t seem to faze Ritz, at least negatively. He listened quietly, and when Buck was through, Ritz simply nodded.

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

“So,” Buck said, “do I seem as weird to you now as you did to me when you were propounding the space alien theory?”

“Not really,” Ritz said. “You’d be amazed at the number of people just like you that I’ve run into since the last time we talked. I don’t know what it all means, but I’m beginning to believe there are more people who agree with you than agree with me.”

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

“I’ll tell you one thing,” Buck said, “if I’m right, I’m still in big trouble. We are all gonna go through some real horror. But people who don’t believe are going to be in worse trouble than they could ever imagine.”

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

“I can’t imagine worse trouble than we’re in right now.”

“I know what you mean,” Buck said. “I used to apologize and try to make sure I wasn’t coming on too strong or being obnoxious, but let me just urge you to investigate what I’ve said. And don’t assume you’ve got a lot of time to do it.”

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

“That’s all part of the belief system, isn’t it?” Ritz said. “If what you say is true, the end isn’t that far off. Just a few years.”


“Then, if a fella was gonna check it out, he better get to it.”

“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Buck said.

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

After refueling in Easton, Ritz spent the hours over the Atlantic asking “what if” questions. Buck had to keep assuring him he was not a student or a scholar, but he amazed even himself at what he remembered from Bruce’s teaching.

“It must have hurt like everything to lose a friend like that,” Ritz said.

“You can’t imagine.”

Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal, Toronto and Mexico City are no more.

Here ends today’s reading.


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  • They could make a whole movie out of just this trip.

  • At least now I can tell what they’re referring to when someone posts a reply that just says “That’s the most brilliant thing I’ve ever read”. :-D But it would be nice to be able to switch to non-threaded view.

  • Edo

    Your writing awes me and I would like to subscribe to your newsletter. Seriously, that was amazing.

  • Fortunately, they have a boy, so Buck can throw a baseball with the kid and tell him that only babies and little girls are allowed to cry. Which is the extent of a father’s responsibilities, after all.

  • Well, if she’d been a girl, he’d have been expected to serve as custodian and gatekeeper for her vagina until he handed it over to the man he’d selected to be her husband.

  • SkyknightXi

    I think it might have something to do with the change in emphasis of the particular salvific element from the Resurrection to the Crucifixion. The Resurrection was understood as breaking the…um…deathgrip of Death–freeing its captives. The Crucifixion as the salvific part, though, suggests Take Me Instead (whether that’s supposed to be voiced to God, Belial, or both probably isn’t germane). The latter part doesn’t necessarily look as all-inclusive as the former, especially since it’s understood as preventative, rather than restorative. Then add in Anselm of Canterbury’s highly influential extrapolation that it’s a matter of giving God proper compensation for each misdeed. Unfortunately, I don’t remember why Anselm thought Jesus couldn’t “pay” for someone who didn’t expressly name him as their intermediary.

  • I felt that the best course was “Don’t let it get to you,” do not let it change you for the worse. I had concerns after 9/11, but they were not so much shock over the attack or fear of another one, but concern that how we responded to it would take us into places socially and geo-politically that I would rather the country not go. The United States had its ups and downs, but was on the whole a pretty nice place, and I wanted it to continue to be a nice place, and our reaction to 9/11 could set us back if it was too hot-headed and knee-jerk.

    Was I angry then? Sure, of course I was, but my anger was not directed at the attackers, but those who would turn the country upside down out of a combination of craven fear and solidarity born from mob-mentality. I hated the chest-thumping patriots, I hated the chickenhawks, I hated the gas stockpilers, and most of all I hated those who felt like securing our safety required turning on our own citizens (especially those with obviously or just apparent middle eastern ancestry) and tearing down citizen protections.

    What I wanted people to do is just let it go, trust the government to make a rational response (and call it out if the response is irrational,) dust ourselves off, and carry on. Overreacting was the worst possible thing we could do.

    Unfortunately, that is exactly what we did.

  • Le me and the Nobel committee know if your prayer ever helps anyone.

    It could not hurt. To quote Jefferson, “It does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods, or no god. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.”

  • You know, despite the title, we learn exactly nil about the “rise of the Antichrist.”

    It could be worse, we might learn too much. The entire story could be about Nicky finally getting that medication for his erectile dysfunction.


  • Well, Niels Bohr said something to the effect of, “If anybody says he can think about quantum physics without getting dizzy, that only shows he has not understood the first thing about them.”

    So I guess Fred needs to say something to the effect that anyone who can read Left Behind without getting bored and tripping over logical consistencies must have the understanding of a sheltered Southern Baptist.

  • If your antichrist remains risen for more than four hours, seek pastoral help.

  • SkyknightXi

    {grumbles about no longer being able to see who upvoted a comment} Wound up having to place a debit because I accidentally approved myself….{sigh}

  • Rae

    Maybe L&J actually remembered for once that there is no such thing as “international” any more now that it’s a one world government?

  • kadh2000

    I seem to remember this exact device being used in Dune. Every other paragraph from Paul at one point began with His father was dead or a line very like that.

    if only Buck had thought that, this would have been the most memorable part of the worst novels ever written.

  • Ima Pseudonym

    “Two million people were slaughtered yesterday. New York, Washington,
    London, Chicago, San Francisco, Oakland, Los Angeles, Dallas, Montreal,
    Toronto and Mexico City are no more. Ace reporter Buck Williams was bored out of his mind.”

    If I didn’t know better, I’d actually believe these books were written as some sort of satire.

  • Ima Pseudonym

    My pet asspull–errr, theory– is that Ellenjay are actually Lawgiver priests from the domain of Hazlan in Ravenloft who somehow escaped the demiplane but wound up stuck here a few decades go. These books, and Lahaye’s shitty, inhuman theology, are their attempts to combine the Lawgiver faith with the local Christian religion and popularize it. They’ve been here long enough that they understand this world, but they’re still essentially psychopathic outsiders and it shows through in their writing. And late in the series after Turbojesus appears, He has a hell of a lot more in common with Bane than he does with any deity of forgiveness and compassion.

  • banancat

    In the past, Disqus had the option to have either threaded or non-thread comments. There’s no reason they can’t make both options available.

    It’s also not just the threaded comments that are problematic. Disqus sucks in so many other ways, especially since the update.

    I’ve certainly been commenting less and checking in far, far less. Maybe in a few weeks I’ll compare the numbers of comments on past and current NRA threads to prove conclusively that Disqus has cut comments and traffic in half. This is the first I’ve visited this thread so I’ve spent over an hour with it open and there are no notifications for new comments. On Sundays in the past, comments would frequently update well into Sundays. As it is now, it’s just a giant pain to follow new replies so nobody bothers.

  • banancat

    But fewer comments means less blog traffic, which kinda defeats the purpose of existing on the internet. Fewer ad views and such.

  • The_L1985

    …My 16th birthday was the same week as the 9/11 attacks. The very thought of a Sweet 16 party seemed obscene.

  • Noirceuil

    So, since they’re technically outsiders, spells from the abjuration school could help us, right? Protection from Evil could at least keep their drivel out. A Banishment spell would send them packing.

  • Edo

    I think you’re onto something about the focus on the Crucifixion instead of the Resurrection, but I’m not seeing how inclusivity matters or ties into it. Could you explain that further?

    (And on an unrelated note, although I’m not the person to write it, it’d be interesting to read a trialogue of Anselm, Calvin, and Grotius, looking at how their different fields of law tied into their different theories of atonement.)

  • banancat

    I think that many Evangelicals are afraid to talk about their religion, but only because they are afraid their attempt to “save” someone will fail. They’re taught that the Bible is just so self-evident that it really doesn’t take much to convert someone, just show them the Bible and tell them your emotional personal story. But of course that frequently won’t work, largely because most people in the United States are already Christians, just not the Real, True type. So it’s easier to blame the fear on persecution or of someone being hostile about your beliefs than to admit that your religion really may not be so fantastic that everyone will want to join. It’s worse to try and fail than to never try at all, so they find reason to rarely try. They pretend to beat themselves up about not trying hard enough, but that really just makes them sound better within their group because they just care too much.

  • banancat

    If this were any other writer, or any other book series, this could almost work. It could be used to show that there has been so much death and destruction that has become mundane and routine. It could be done to highlight the absurdity, if it included people asking “Is your family still alive?” in the same way that were currently make small talk and ask “How are your kids doing in school?”. If it were done like that, it could be really effective at showing just how much death has occurred over the past few years. The only problem is the Ellenjay clearly didn’t intend this passage to be horrifying, and that itself is somewhat horrifying.

  • Ima Pseudonym

    Protection from Evil probably wouldn’t affect the books or their contents, but it would make the authors leave your presence if you happened to be at a social function with them and found yourself drawn involuntarily into a conversation with them. And Disintegrate doesn’t leave a body behind :)

    I think I’m gonna introduce this into my next game…

    Nystul’s Literary Critic

    Level: Clr 1, Good 1, Pal 1, Sor/Wiz 1

    Divination [Good]

    Casting Time: 1 standard action
    Range: touch
    Target: Book or text touched
    Duration: Special (see below)
    Saving Throw: none (harmless)
    Spell Resistance: no; see text

    This spell magically parses any selected text, and carefully reviews it section by section checking for inconsistencies, fabrications and falsehoods, general bad writing, dogwhistles and general inhumanity, leaving annotations and corrections in the margins or magically separating passages to make space for the review (if necessary, the actual length of the book will be magically altered accordingly). All commentary is written with a pithy, tongue-in-cheek tone, often making the book much more entertaining than it would be otherwise.

    If the text is magical, cursed or otherwise mind-controlling, the exact copy reviewed no longer has any effect whatsoever on the caster or on anyone else, and after reading it carefully, any reader will be granted a +5 bonus to all will saves made against other copies of that particular text, whether Reviewed or not. The caster herself also gains a +2 bonus to all will saves made against any and all texts that come from the same source–that is, that are penned by the same author. If cast on a literary text that is NOT generally awful, inherently evil, or magical, the book is also amusingly reviewed, but much more favorably, and the caster will be able to remember it with much greater clarity after reading, making this spell a favorite for certain low-level apprentice wizards.

    The material component is a piece of plain paper upon which is written a small benediction to Saint Clark of Slack, a learned servant of the Unnamed God.

  • banancat

    I feel powerless to change anything about this and I expect that eventually I’ll just lose interest in all blogs that use Disqus and only really follow ones that have their own commenting systems, which really saddens me.

    But until that point, I’ve decided to “send feedback” every single day. I’m polite about it an explain exactly why this update made everything worse. I’m only one person but maybe if enough people decide to just not let this one drop, they’ll actually listen. They probably won’t, but for now it’s the only thing I can do other than giving up completely.

  • Ima Pseudonym

    Had that been in any book penned by these particular authors, not only would there have been a party, the 9/11 attacks would have been a minor topic of conversation even if they’d happened only a few hours before. And they’d have been discussed in the tone of, “What a shame, oh well, what can you do? At least it doesn’t affect us.” Then the characters would start discussing their vacation plans, their spiffy new laptop or the new car they bought last week. The same would be true of the Christmas 2004 earthquake in the Indian Ocean, a nuclear war, an asteroid impact, or a world-ending plague. And the authors would have been completely incapable of understanding why everyone else found the passage so incredibly inhuman and obscene. And, sad to say, most likely it wouldn’t have registered on the radar of the people it was specifically written FOR.

  • Lori

    I was not defending the Disqus change. I’ve certainly commented enough times about how much I hate it.

    My point was that the one down vote on Ruby’s anti-Disqus comment didn’t necessarily come from someone who works for Disqus.

  • The ability to flip back and forth between a threaded and unthreaded view would probably be very useful even for people who don;t normally like their comments threaded.

    It’s hard to really comprehend why developers like removing functionality so much. I’ve never met a user who said “This is better now that they removed functionality”, but it seems to be universal wisdom among developers that you should remove functionality whenever possible to “streamline user experience”

  • EllieMurasaki

    It’s hard to really comprehend why developers like removing functionality so much.

    No it’s not. The less functionality there is, the fewer balls they have to keep in the air. If they don’t actually use their product, or they aren’t among those who needed/liked the functionality they’re removing, what do they care?

  • “Streamlining” is a word I regard with deep suspicion nowadays. The last time someone said they wanted to streamline a development cycle, they added five additional steps between starting a process and completing it, and at least three of them were completely unnecessary — the phrase “file in triplicate” should not exist outside of satire.

  • Trixie_Belden

    Well, I have been hesitant to comment because I know myself as a person who doesn’t always welcome change. I didn’t like it when the preview of Fred’s post stopped showing the opening paragraph, but I got used to it. I missed it when the list of posts on the sidebar went from “most recent” to “most popular”, but I got used to it.

    So, I’ve waited a few days and I now I can say – I HATE this new comments incarnation. Leaving aside for the moment the whole threaded vs. non-threaded debate – WHY DOES THE COMMENTS FONT HAVE TO BE SO DAMN SMALL? Why, Disqus, why? At least the pro-threading people can make a few reasonable-sounding arguments in their favor, but who can ever make an argument in favor of eyestrain?

  • arcseconds


    Fewer features means less code, which means less defects just because of that.

    It also means the code is easier to understand and analyse when making changes, allowing them to happen faster and again with less defects.

    It also means you can streamline the design: if your program does just one thing, you can (usually) design it so that it does that thing simply and well. If it does hundreds of things, you end up having oddles of menus and wizards and whatnot, and its hard to keep all of this intuitive, or even consistent.

    When you add in the fact that the average piece of software is decidedly, well, average in terms of quality, and there’s generally way more features than are commonly used, there’s every reason to make things as simple as possible.

    But not simpler.

  • histrogeek

    So charter pilots are like cab drivers?

  • histrogeek

    I prefer to think of the Left Behind series as fractally awful. An examination of any detail reveals yet more awfulness.

  • histrogeek

    Probably means some more traffic delays for our heroes. And phone coverage is probably going to be spotty in places. Well, that means the rest of the book practically writes itself.

  • depizan

    I’m states away from N’Orleans, but people from the city I live in went to help and to bring refugees back.

  • EllieMurasaki

    Unrelated, but this is the best thread to put this on:

    I had a horrible thought.

    The Rapture happens. The people of Earth declare war on whoever killed their children. The angels come forth to do battle–

    And among the angelic soldiers are the children.

  • I couldn’t resist throwing that into my own writing. When the Raptured return to Earth, they and the Heavenly Host are… well, the Borg come to mind, but picture being closer to porcelain dolls.

    “We.” “Are.” “All.” “God’s.” “Children.”
    “You.” “Will.” “Be.” “His.” “Child.” “Too.”

    Nightmare fuel for the win.

  • BaseDeltaZero

    It doesn’t even have to be a very large explosion, so long as it bursts close to the ground. A mushroom cloud is caused by superheated air rising, carrying smoke, dust, and debris along with it. As this air rises, however, it cools down, and eventually reaches a point of equilibrium with the surrounding atmosphere, and begins to spread out horizontally, creating the ‘cap’. It’s just that normally this phenomenon only lasts for seconds or less (due to a combination of wind and gravity), while a nuclear explosion is so powerful the distinctive cloud can last for minutes or hours.

    The biggest indication of the conventional nature of the explosions, though, is not just that apparently entire bomber fleets were involved, but also that there was no firestorm. A nuclear explosion creates such high levels of infrared radiation (heat) that anything that can burn will, creating a huge blaze that continually draws in air to perpetuate itself, and is therefore almost impossible to extinguish. This is arguably the deadliest aspect of a nuclear attack, between the fire itself and asphyxiation caused by air being drawn off. It might be less noticeable in city like modern Chicago, with mostly brick and steel construction than a largely wooden city, but there’s still plenty to burn.

  • BaseDeltaZero

    One World Government, except for Israel.

  • BaseDeltaZero

    An examination of Left Behind in its larger context also reveals yet more awfulness, so it works both ways…

  • I meant every one. As a former Christian myself, I like it when people actually live up to the creed their late leader professed.

  • Daniel

    Chloe and Buck sit down to breakfast, Buck reading the newspaper.
    As Chloe busies herself preparing his food, she hears him
    “What’s the matter dear?”
    “Oh nothing, jut something in the paper.”
    “Really? What?”
    “Oh just, apparently two million people were massacred yesterday in a nuclear firestorm.”
    “Really? Gosh! I’m surprised I didn’t hear anything about it on the news last night.”
    “Well, you see, the EMP would probably have knocked out all their equipment.”
    “Oh yes, how silly of me. Still, two million people. Gosh.”
    “It does seem like rather a lot, doesn’t it? Still, there should be few more used Range Rovers now- we can replace the one you crashed!”
    “Oh you! You’ll never let me hear the end of that!”
    He pecks her chastely on the cheek and heads off to work, whistling.

  • Inquisitive Raven

    Okay, I’ve fallen behind on these posts, and mostly I’ve been lurking because other people have covered things much better than I can. There’s one thing that’s been bugging me about this bit that isn’t related to the two million or more dead in attacks the day before or Buck’s apparent indifference to the suffering of his wife. And that’s Jenkins’ obsession with logistics that he can’t even get right.

    This is the second time that Ken Ritz has landed at Easton, PA ( And it struck me as a resident of SE PA as making no sense whatsoever. So, I looked up airports in the vicinity of Easton, PA and discovered more of them than I would have expected. There is exactly one within the borders of Easton; it’s called Braden Airpark, an inauspicious name in itself. Someplace that calls itself an airpark does not strike me as someplace that’s going to get a lot of passenger flights. In fact, the reviews of the place that I could find mentioned flying lessons. More damning is the what you find on Google maps. (Look at it in satellite view, then check the scale in the lower left hand corner of the map). It’s tiny, too tiny, I suspect, to handle a jet, even one as small as the smallest Learjet. I wouldn’t expect it to have even remotely enough fuel on hand for a transatlantic flight, and that’s assuming that it has anything suitable for use in a jet in the first place. It’ll have fuel for prop planes, but I don’t know enough about aviation fuel to know if that can be used in jets.

    It would make much more sense, if they were avoiding major airports to land at Lehigh International in Allentown (, which is big enough to accommodate a jet, and might actually have enough fuel on hand.

    By way of comparison, as a kid I used to meet my aunt at the Provincetown, MA airport ( every summer. It’s bigger than Braden Airpark, but I have never seen anything but a prop plane land or take off there. At the time, the airline that used it as a base flew DC 3s. From what I could find on the airport’s website, a different airline operates out of there now, and according to that airline’s website (, they mostly fly Cessnas, which are tiny things with maybe a ten passenger capacity at the top end. There’s mention of a couple of ATR 42s and what I could find on those indicates that they are also prop planes, about the size of a DC3, and that’s the biggest thing flying in or out of there.

    All in all, it looks to me like there’s no way that Ken Ritz landed in Easton, Pa in either this section or on the previous flight. Allentown makes much more sense.

  • Inquisitive Raven

    Gah, that’s Lehigh Valley International Airport in Allentown. (Crosses fingers that formatting works (add me to the “I hate Disqus” list).