Look, it’s not like I’m crazy. It’s not like I think my drone is a Toyota Camry or something. My eyes are wide open and I know that my drone—it’s a General Atomics MQ-9 Reaper—is technically a killing machine. It’s Death from the Skies. It’s Rolling Thunder. But, and this is really the point I want to make, there’s so much more to it than that. And anybody who puts my drone in that cubbyhole is missing out on a lot.By Bill Barol/The New Yorker /continue reading
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