Dear Department of the Navy,
Could you please have the Blue Angels stop buzzing my fucking house?
Thanks in advance,
Asylum
Yes, fucking at the Naval Academy has been a problem for awhile.
Good luck with the jets. I used to live under an approach path at Oceana Naval Air Station down in Virginia Beach. They would use the Angels there for air shows.
Why do you hate freedom?
And our troops! 
Dear Mr. Asylum:
so, you say you object to the Sound of Freedom™, eh? Well, we think that makes you some kind of terrorist sympathizer, and probably a Communist to boot.
Meanwhile, not only are we going to keep on buzzing your house, from now on we’re going to do it supersonic.
Pleasant dreams,
Your Department of the Navy
Could be worse. The Navy could be dropping the Smell of Victory[sup]®[/sup] on them.
![Smell of Victory[sup]®[/sup]](http://www.internationalist.org/vietnamnapalm1966www.jpg){kind=link}
Let’s see…
Unless your grandparents owned the house beofre there were navy pilots and supersonic jets, how about you just move already?
Nothin more annoying than people who move into an area where there’s something like, say, an airport, or a jackhammer testing facility, and then bitching to get it shut down.
If you’re not doing that, I apologize, but if you are, then shut the hell up already.
ITA, Asylum. They’re buzzing my house, too. About scared the living crap out of me yesterday when one kicked in his afterburners right over my house.
And you, crazyjoe, can fuck off. The Blue Angels are in town for an air show, and apparently have decided that practicing right over peoples’ homes is neither a nuisance nor dangerous; it’s not like it’s a regular occurrence. I’ve lived here for a year and this is the first time I’ve heard a military jet. Now they won’t fucking shut up.
Lets see… why don’t you have a nice frosty glass of shut the fuck up?
One: The Blue Angels don’t fly over my house everyday, only around graduation time at the Academy (FYI, since you’ve apparently never graduated from anywhere, that’s once a year at most schools). Didn’t exactly come up during closing with the real estate agent that fighter jets would occasionally buzz my house at fifty feet.
Two: The OP was facetious. Chill the fuck out.
I understand your pain. Our former home was about a mile from the local airport, and almost directly under the runway. Every year the “Thunder in the Valley” air show would just about drive me insane. The airport here is not very busy, so it’s usually not a problem at all. The week of the air show, planes start arriving about Wednesday, and I don’t think there is total silence again until about the Tuesday of the next week. On the weekend when the show is acually going on, it was miserable. My husband came in one afternoon while he’d been doing some yard work and told me “I was just dive-bombed by a Japanese Zero.”
Fortunately our new house is a bit further away from the airport, but the air show weekend is still annoying.
Man! I guess I’m just different…
I live not too far from the Miramar air base, and so have fighter jets and assorted other aircraft overhead all the time. Sometimes they are VERY loud.
But I don’t mind… usually you’ll find me out on the patio yelling “woo HOO!” at the passing F-18s and throwing beer bottles into the sky.
Maybe it’ll get back to normal when they, you know, leave town?
Would it be unpatriotic for me to suggest that the OP seriously consider investing in one of these little beauties? 
Me, too! I love the sound of military jets (of the friendly variety) overhead. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy, it does.
During my Air Force years, I somehow fortunately avoided getting stationed on a base with an operational air strip. However, one morning, having just finished a midnight shift and looking forward to some glorious, glorious sleep, helicopters started buzzing my window. We were having an air show on base. While they couldn’t land jets, they could land helicopters…less than 200 yards from me. Not only that, but the helicopters were putting on aeronautical displays…200 yards from me. [At least the RAF jets that were doing their thing were further away and much quicker].
No problem for most of the base, but there are always some unlucky stiffs working overnight; for the two days we were under attack, that was my flight. I prayed for rain, but that must’ve been the only two days that it didn’t rain in the Midlands for the 2.5 years I was there. Instead we were blessed with great weather, large crowds, great PR…and a Dawg-tired intelligence gathering flight.
So, say hi to everyone at Gitmo for us…
I don’t actually mind military jets as long as they’re occasional, and I realize the Blue Angels will be leaving shortly. It’s just that yesterday I had no clue they were in town, and they started flying so low overhead that my teeth were rattling. And then one kicked in his afterburners. I began to seriously wonder if WWIII had started without my knowledge or something; it wasn’t till I finally caught a glimpse of one with its distinctive paint job a couple hours later, on their 4,375th pass over my house, that I figured out what was going on.
But at least fighter jets one week a year are better than a loaded C-5 coming in at about 100 feet for a landing a mile away at 4:30 in the fucking morning, as happened every single fucking day I lived on base at Wright Patterson many years ago. And my husband insists that even that is better than living right next door to military jet engine test cells.
When the Blue Angels come to Seattle, I camp out on my roof with binoculars and two scanners. It’s my second favorite week of the year!
I am such a dork.
It’s tempting, but seeing as how Navy Midshipmen are the quasi-official mascots of Annapolis, shooting down one of their beloved Blue Angels would likely get me lynched/sent to West Point.
And for those who like the sound of fight jets overhead, so do I. But as Mama Tiger pointed out it gets real old after the umpteenth run and shingles start flying off your roof (a slight exaggeration).
Damn! Is the navy poisoning your precious bodily fluids with bitch sauce? crazyjoe made a very good point based on the tiny OP and the OPer’s location and gets jumped on for not knowing the ins and outs of Anapolis.