My older brother graduated from the U.S. Merchant Marine Academy at Kings Point in 1965 and ran engine rooms on ships delivering ordnance to Vietnam.
He said they would moor off-shore and not at the pier.
The competition and wagering of white officers should have resulted in their court martial--gee, I wonder why it did not?
Step-son at U.S. Naval Academy endured the pathetic spectacle (debacle) of the Electrical Engineering exam cheating inquisition.
Ye gods and little fishes, if you cannot conduct a cool-headed review of some grab-ass at a hotel and some crib sheet pass-around, how do you intend to go to sea in harm's way?
I think the nadir was the Greenville coming up under the Japanese fishing vessel and the skipper crying.
Ach du lieber, and the VIPs had to get back for dinner so to hell with sonar, just blow--
--and the sonar guy, he didn't want to interrupt the skipper in confab with the VIPs--
Then the Iowa turret--I think later they decided it was a problem with the ram and the five bags--but at the time they made out that it was a homosexual jealousy act--
Okay, now, bayonet practice on Truman for cancelling the United States and the Revolt of the Admirals.
That was cathartic, and I can go enjoy R. Lee Ermey.
After I drop for twenty-five for being a smart-aleck know-it-all.
After I drop for twenty-five for being a smart-aleck know-it-all.
We love the Foxhole's resident smart-aleck know-it-all. You're commentary is always appreciated.
Yes we do! Thanks Phil.