I just can't get on with my day, until I write what I am feeling. I don't have a Broadway musical as a voice, but I do have a prospectus for one. Life in the trenches (I mean in a tin can). (I mean "at sea"). I really mean life in the close confines of a sailing ship (and the word "sailing" is figurative). Life working for the cruise industry has its ups and downs. For musicians mostly it is compromise. There is little chamber music, although once Carnival did employ a classical trio. There is not much jazz, because those who can play jazz more than not would not choose to work in the close confines of a metal cruise ship. It doesn't represent the "jazz" lifestyle, which is an anachronism in America. After watching two top shelf Hollywood-produced films yesterday, certainly "The Golden Age" of either film or television also is an anachronism. It was almost unbearable the emotional and artistic content of these movies. It is something we have lost as a culture, but these things do happen. As someone who has lived six American decades, the loss seems unbearable. There is nothing to replace it. I only ask myself why would commercial flights be flying over the city of Fayetteville, instead of turning right and flying over a more rural geographic region east of the Cape Fear River? What could be there that would have enough influence to lobby the FAA and have traditional flight paths changed after decades of usage? There is only one conclusion. It is not modest housing communities on Cedar Creek Road. For a scant moment I thought it might be affluence in Eastover or at Cypress Golf Club. Wealthy people live in these areas, and the more enlightened would have an opinion about low-flying aircraft. With the convenient and indispensable aid of GOOGLE maps, the answer is clear. It is a Mexican-owned PET plant now serviced by the Norfolk Southern Railroad. Let me clarify. It is DAK Americas, a manufacturer of thermoplastics. DAK closed their Brunswick Country facility in 2013. Ask why? Ask why they are situated conveniently on the banks of the Cape Fear River. Ask why the Fayetteville plant remains. Ask why for some uncanny reason incoming and outgoing air traffic at Grannis Field now run LEFT and fly directly over downtown Fayetteville instead of turning right and sparing citizens a thermal blast of carbon monoxide and soot. Is the eastern bank of the Cape Fear River so pristine so that it merits these kid gloves? I'd say they are polluting like Chemours, and with no aerial observation they can get by with it.