Posted by lex, on January 26th, 2012
One of those cases when it really is better to receive, than it is to give.
Trust me, it looks a whole lot more controlled from the other end.
Of course, most of the airplane is behind you, so you don’t really pay much attention to it…
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Hard to believe it has been 27 years since Navy Captain Michael “Spike” Scott Speicher disappeared with his FA-18 over Iraq. In my reposting of Lex’s posts, a few days ago I reposted his news of finding his remains in 2009.
I am sure that had Lex come across this post by Kevin Miller, he would have linked it. But alas, it was just written a few days ago. He tells us the kind of man Spike was.
H/T to spill.
This was a topic today on our F/B page. Which, to me, being in the national news, kinda amused me.
Seems a bit juvenile to me, like something a kid would draw in the 4th grade. But should an aviator lose his wings over it? Who could demonstrate some precise flying?
The Rorschach test, as you probably know, is a test with no “right” answer. And it is done with inkblots, not contrails.
Although at the time of its creation by Hermann Rorschach, a Swiss psychiatrist, contrails were not available.
The U.S.Navy, caving to political correctness, has officially decreed this etching to be a penis. And declared it to be unacceptable.
In an admittedly unscientific survey among Lexicans, the consensus ran from Egyptian hieroglyph to…..an advertisement for Arbys.
Personally with the way Congress has been doling out money to the services, I’m leaning towards the latter.
I think the powers at Whidbey caved from political pressure. After all those Growlers have to be fed. And dollars are getting scarce.
I’ll let you be the judge:
By lex, on December 27th, 2011
I read this article about Navy Captain Jim “Fish” Webb’s four thousandth flight hour with a little bit of envy:
By lex, on January 15th, 2011
So, there I was reading Dave “Bio” Baranek’s excellent Topgun Days – a first person narrative of the glory days of Tomcat Aviation at Naval Air Station Miramar – when I got to his chapter on the Electronic Warfare range embedded within the NAS China Lake restricted area. And: I thought it’d be better to share my Echo Range story before reading his chapter. To avoid the potential plagiary that might be in it.
First, let us dispense with the necessary militaria: “Echo Whiskey” is the phonetic for EW, which in turn stands for “electronic warfare.” Thus is the Echo Whiskey range reduced to the Echo Range, and what great good fun it is, for those who hope, some day, that they might get shot at.
By lex, on December 2nd, 2010
The US military, at least since World War II, has preferred generally to throw money at combat superiority – especially air superiority – rather than bodies. Certain of our Cold War adversaries used a decidedly lower tech/people heavy approach: “Quantity,” Uncle Joe Stalin mused, “has a quality all its own.”
The Heritage Foundation’s Mackenzie Eaglen and Dr. Lajos Szazdi – try saying that one three times fast – have an interesting article analyzing the implications of losing both qualitative and quantitative advantage in any future air campaign.