The word “tarmac”.

Landing on the tarmac is a good thing and sure beats an open field. Standing on the tarmac can be a bit daunting, with this great expanse of hard surface stretching off in all directions. I mean you can head off in any direction and it’s all too uniform to matter.  The word tarmac sounds hard and flat, one of those words that points to itself and says “see?” A cheeky little word and a bit too full of itself in my opinion, but a valuable little soldier nonetheless.