Stealth

Huginn: Look at that bird fly. It thinks it's so damned good, black even to radar, sharp and flat and planar and ugly all over, trying to be as fast as thought and elusive as memory.

Muninn: Careful, dear. Remember what you did to the helicopters.

H: It's ugly, that's the worst part. Like that two-fat-jet skycrawling sluggard.

M: They were trying their best, and besides, they called it a Blackbird, not a Raven.

H: Why is it that humans prefer developing technology to not be seen, rather than to see?

M: They do both, but it's guilt drives the first, and prurience the second. Sigh.