I wonder who, at what peculiar point in history, ever considered those outfits to have any relationship to a sensible military uniform.
The Turks and the Germans wondered the same thing as the Evzones slit their throats. I understand the Germans on the Western Front wonder the same thing about the Ladies from Hell, right s!
What counts, TC, is killing the other side until they get sick of dying. The cut of a soldier's uniform, especially ones like these, only adds a certain piquancy to the killing process!
Hello. Apparently we’re going underway next week for what is called a ‘fast cruise’ (supposedly only 3-4 days, but who knows.) I only found out about this just now. Today we stripped down the doors in officer country again, because the last people to paint them did it wrong. This took a long time. Several officers came and made fun of us, which was not suprising considering that most of Deck Force was high from using denatured alchohol in enclosed spaces. Then Bosun cussed them out and made us go outside for a ‘smoke break’ until the place aired out a bit.
A big-time admiral is visiting cutter MELLON tomorrow. This involves the Captain and everyone dressing up in bravos. Not me. I get to wear my work uniform and pretend I’m not aboard. There will be six sideboys, which means this is an important person. I’m not a sideboy, fortunately, or a messcook, so I won’t have to be anywhere near the admiral or CO during that time. I will..probably be hiding in my berthing or something.
I got my NRA membership, or at least a note indicating that I have one now. Thank you.
I gave you general powers of attorney over my ‘estate’ (that is, a handful of books and computer equipment and an internet bill) also, in case I get shot or..I dunno..stranded in Singapore for an extended amount of time, or something.