This weekend is Seafair in Seattle. One of the traditions of Seafair is that the Blue Angels come and do aeronautical stunts. Today the Blue Angels are practicing, which means their jets are circling Seattle, swooping down and banking around at stunning speeds with deafening roars that rattle buildings. It is meant to be fun and exciting but each time they come by I feel dread in the pit of my stomach and wonder what it must be like to be a Palestinian in Gaza, hearing similar roars from the sky above.