I found this article very interesting and I thank you for sharing it.
I was involvd with Whistle Down, a 112 project. Appreciate the info....Bob
I thinks it's also very important that today's Gulf War vets demand the same accountability from the fedgov on the amounts of depleted uranium they've been subjected to while in Iraq during the first Gulf War and the current one. For more info do a keyword on "Doug Rokke" and read some of the interviews he's done regarding the almost unexplainable stupidity of allowing our troops to come in contact with DU without proper training and equipment.
Call me unsympathetic, I guess.
They used to have something called “ground drills.” We did them in high school, but I’ve heard people from the Army, Air Force and Navy say they did them too.
Our high school coach had been in the Army during Korea and I suspect that’s where he saw them.
Anyway, you’d all be lined up and when the whistle blew one toot you’d hit the ground belly down, legs crossed at the ankles and arms crossed with your eye-area resting on your forearms. Two toots and you’d stand at attention. Three toots and you’d do the same as one toot except you’d be on your back with legs crossed at the ankles and arms crossed with forearms over the eye area.
Everyone at attention – one blast, two blasts, three blasts, two blasts, three blasts, two blasts, three blasts, two, three, two, one, two, three, two, one, two, one – on and on.
Ground drills were primarily designed to get sand and crap into every orifice from what I could tell.
Oh – I bring it up because my dad (and one of his brothers) were in the AF in the Marshall Islands and got to participate in at least three of their nuclear tests.
As far as my dad was concerned one of them was conducted with them lying in the “one toot” position like in the ground drills. The other was with them standing at parade rest (eyes closed) facing the ocean.
Test one was a detonation underwater. Test two was above ground.
He claimed that during the first test you could “see” your forearm bones through your closed eyes and that during the second you could “see” funny sparkles even though your eyes were closed.
He was ultimately diagnosed with ALS at 58. Was there a connection? Who the F knows. As a kid he had worked in a print shop where they handled lead all the time. Worked as a mechanic where they routinely used gasoline as both a solvent and hand cleaner, and also in a plating shop where they used every other toxic substance around.
Any, all, or none could have contributed I guess. Bad news was being diagnosed with ALS. Good news was digging in about eight months after being diagnosed. I say that because ALS is nasty and can drag out for decades, I’m told.
Anyhoo, you’re going to die of something – just like everyone else is. Complaining about it is an “American birthright” I guess. Grow some grapes and get ‘er done would be my suggestion. That’s just me though.