US Navy redesigning its submarines to accommodate women

Sea of Okhotsk?

Marvellous....

To clarify what I was saying, we should modify all nuclear fire control to make it susceptible to premenstrual syndrome and menopause. Enemies beware. ...and friends, too. It would also be the complete end of feminism.

You, sir, don’t deserve a sammich...

I think Women can serve in the military, just not in combat roles. War fighting is a man’s job. Sure, they can learn to shoot, run, jump out of airplanes etc, but they lack strength. The weaker ones who only joined to get the GI bill and all of the other perks, seemed to be unavailable due to pregnancy when you really them.

Seems like a good use of our military budget in the current operating environment.

Sarc //

I’ll be upfront: I’m only going to reply to this thread once, but ComradeBork emailed me about it and I wanted to throw in my two cents.

I have the following things to say:

Some of you are acting like children. Yes, there are tampons on submarines now. We throw them in the garbage when we’re done with them, like women everywhere, but we use non-plastic ones since environmental regulations prohibit us shooting plastic waste overboard. If that disturbs you, I recommend moving out of your parents basement and into the real world. Also, yes, I am capable of making you a sammich. One would hope that you are an adult and fully capable of making your own g*****n sammich, but apparently that’s a stretch here.

There are currently more officers than enlisted women on submarines because there are more boats available to officers. The Navy used a phased approach and integrated officers onto 11 boats prior to integrating enlisted women. I believe there are currently 2-3 boats with enlisted female sailors. Mine is about to undergo the necessary berthing conversions and is slated to get our enlisted sailors late this year or early next. The goal is to have 3-4 female officers and 15-20 female enlisted sailors on the 11 boats.

I have had the honor and the privilege to work with outstanding people. They are bright and talented and hardworking and they sacrifice on a daily basis. The quality of sailors is one of the things I truly love about the submarine force. Most of those sailors happened to be male. Some are female. I have worked with a few spectacular screwups. Most happened to be male. Some were female. I’ve had male sailors who could not adult their way out of a brown paper bag. I’ve been to some Captains masts. One was for a married Chief who slept with a female officer. It takes two to tango and both are on their way out of the Navy. If you can’t be adult and professional enough to respect your boundaries and do your job, regardless of gender, then you don’t belong here. I expect you to be mature enough to control yourself. End of story.

We have humevac’d male sailors for family issues. On a prior deployment, we had a male junior officer develop diabetes. We waited until we were in the right spot to do so, and then we medevac’d him off the boat. The wait for us to be in the right spot nearly cost him his life, by the way. This is a dangerous job and we all know that prior to signing up. We have never medevac’d a female sailor (that I have seen), for any reason including pregnancy (which checks, statistically speaking), but it would involve the same policies and procedures as any other sailor. Turns out the watchbill suffers just as much for losing a male sailor as a female one. It takes just as long to replace the male sailor who had a nervous breakdown or broke his neck in a motorcycle accident as it would to replace a female sailor who got pregnant.

And lastly, what I chose to do with my life, whether it’s during my “precious reproductive years” or not, is none of your business. When and if I choose to have children with my husband (and which of us takes care of them afterwards) is neither your business nor the nation’s. I chose to serve. I think most submariners, current and former, will agree that it’s a tough road. There are sacrifices and dark moments. There are also times when I come down from the bridge after driving the boat when I can’t imagine doing anything else with my life. The moment when I received my dolphins was the proudest moment of my life...and I worked just as hard for and deserved them just as much as anyone else, male or female. You can sit there from the safety of your computer screen and judge my choices all you want, but until you show me your fish, you are less qualified to comment.

Outeffinstanding!!!

Tonk would be proud. I’m sure he’s smiling down on Minor.