Byline: Charles Hurt, THE WASHINGTON TIMES
Living here in the shadow of our nation's great Capitol in this fine Federal City, my neighbors and I enjoy the peace and serenity of a tightly enforced no-fly zone. By peace and serenity I mean that we are under near-constant assault by helicopters everywhere whapping just over our rooftops.
Sometimes they are orange, sometimes green, sometimes they are blue with an orange stripe. And, yes, sometimes they are even actual black helicopters flying just overhead. I have even seen them ride over my little house with a guy tricked out in tactical gear hanging out the door holding a machine gun, scanning the neighborhood as if …