Now we are equal bigwhoops , there it is
Now we are equal bigwhoops , there it is
Yesterday, short memory huh… let’s smoke oneView attachment 293573 Im sure this a repeat ,I forget
wasnt sure !!! oh boy !Yesterday, short memory huh… let’s smoke one
Yesterday, short memory huh… let’s smoke one
@SubmarineGirl
Help out the doddering ole toker -- Whassa "marley"?
Wotta Woman ......
You are right about the stench. It’s sorta a cross between diesel fuel BO and poopoo. (kinda like one of bigs strains in the jar I’ll bet…) But smelled a little like bread and butter to me. Took my clothes and stinky steel toe boots off at the door and washed my clothes separately so the whole family didn’t smell that waySubmarine Girl got me to thinkin' about sumbarines...
I've been on three of them: The Nautilus, The Drum (oldest US summarine launched in 1941), and the U-505.
The movies always show the guys walking across the ballrooms in these things. In the atomical stubmarine, one "office" is the size of a kitchen chair. The "halls" are 3 feet wide, and never straight. And the thing ain't very long at all.
In the Drum and U-505, it is explained that the sailors "hot-racked" <-- When it was time for your duty call, you got out of the rack, and another guy climbed in. 24 hours = three to a rack, rotating.
Two months at sea, 98% of the time inside the bouncing, heaving, rotating, metal walls (subsarrimes hadda stay surfaced as long as possibobble), with not so much as a glass of water for washing, sharing your "cot" with two other smelly, unwashed grunts... You understand the term "pigboat". Two toilets for 80 men.
Somehow, the impeccably coiffed, shaved, and dressed actors in the movies do not match the conditions present.
Now we are equal big
we are all human beings first and foremost
some of us got the male carbon unit , some of us got the female carbon unit
but we all belong to the human race
According to several friends that spent lots 'o time on boomers, the Thresher, and any other lost sub, is still out on patrol. That's how they are listed, anyhoo. Shows a lot of respect for their fellow shipmates.Ok unka Walt,
So I’m sure you knew I couldn’t not reply to this but thanks for giving me the opportunity to
I have always enjoyed the stories of old submarines especially told by the old timers that spent time on those old tin cans both on duty and by those old timers who have worked on those old boats in civil service. Some of the stories I’ve read and heard about accidents and close calls were riveting and I can’t imagine those men having to endure such experiences in real life. About the closest I’ve come to experiencing these times is hearing stories from my friends and friends that parents (shipyard workers from Portsmouth Naval Shipyard and submariners) that were lost on the USS Thresher…
On April 10, 1963, the USS Thresher, an atomic submarine, sinks in the Atlantic Ocean, killing the entire crew. One hundred and twenty-nine sailors and civilians were lost when the sub unexpectedly plunged to the sea floor roughly 300 miles off the coast of New England.
Sonar images showed the Thresher breaking apart as it fell to the bottom of the sea. Sixteen officers, 96 sailors and 17 civilians were on board. All were killed.
Good morning Pute. Starting my day too. Get to go sign my taxes today as the first time out of the house in a week yay! That wind with rain snow coming thing doesn’t sound to great. Try and stay warm today and think warm thoughtsMorning potheads....stoned yet??? If not let's get with the program.
Crappy day ahead for me. Right now is the warmest it is gonna be all day. Wind with a rain/snow mix coming.
Terrorist attack in a NY subway today....let's open up the border even more. Good times coming.
Thats nothing ! I slept in the same room with my two brothers growing up ...You are right about the stench. It’s sorta a cross between diesel fuel BO and poopoo. (kinda like one of bigs strains in the jar I’ll bet…) But smelled a little like bread and butter to me. Took my clothes and stinky steel toe boots off at the door and washed my clothes separately so the whole family didn’t smell that way
Luv yer spunk. And accept and admire your sincerity.Ok unka Walt,
So I’m sure you knew I couldn’t not reply to this but thanks for giving me the opportunity to
I have always enjoyed the stories of old submarines especially told by the old timers that spent time on those old tin cans both on duty and by those old timers who have worked on those old boats in civil service. Some of the stories I’ve read and heard about accidents and close calls were riveting and I can’t imagine those men having to endure such experiences in real life. About the closest I’ve come to experiencing these times is hearing stories from my friends and friends that parents (shipyard workers from Portsmouth Naval Shipyard and submariners) that were lost on the USS Thresher…
On April 10, 1963, the USS Thresher, an atomic submarine, sinks in the Atlantic Ocean, killing the entire crew. One hundred and twenty-nine sailors and civilians were lost when the sub unexpectedly plunged to the sea floor roughly 300 miles off the coast of New England.
Sonar images showed the Thresher breaking apart as it fell to the bottom of the sea. Sixteen officers, 96 sailors and 17 civilians were on board. All were killed.
I’ve listened to these sounds from under the sea of the sub breaking apart during training many times and never without a tear. The sounds seemed to last forever and my imagination ran wild of what must have been going on down there…
I dedicated all my work to the safety of our submarines from day one.
As far as Split-tails, softlegs, setters... call 'em what you will; I think you would be surprised of what todays women are capable of. I guess maybe I’m one of those ******** you speak of that claim women can do any job men can do are both arrogant and ignorant (don’t worry I’m not offended at all and understand your statement in a way…) as I have not seen one job on a submarine that a woman could not accomplish as well as her brother sailors/shipyard workers. I’ve seen work accomplished by women on critical systems run circles around experienced mechanics of the (non split-tail group). I’ve also in my later career seen many times the best man for the job being a woman… so imo, you need to get your believer fixed there… it’s 2022 and things have changed a lot. (but yes you’re right, we can’t pee in a bottle that great…and believe me no accommodations for women on subs has extended my bladder to the limits sometimes).
I started the apprenticeship as a marine machinery mechanic when there were not many women In the business. Actually, I was one out of two women of 67 new apprentices hired my first year. I’m sure your “old way of thinking” was abundant amongst my piers, teachers and fellow shipyard workers as I felt it but felt also so lucky to have gotten my foot in the door and wow learning as much as I could about everything was amazing. My skills eventually were depended on and I eventually climbed the ladder from one job to another learning all the aspects of “the big picture” by the end of my career in submarines. I feel I was lucky to have had experience on the older class boats classes as well as the latest TRIDENT class which oh btw, can comfortably accommodate all the powder puffing us girls need on board
What would an emancipated, equal-to-men fluffybottom do??
Humm, I think the same thing she and her fellow sailors are trained for imho anyway
WowLuv yer spunk. And accept and admire your sincerity.
But factual naval data backs me up and dumps upon thy very nice brow:
Ships tend to sink if holed and not pumped. Unfortunately, the women failed the Emergency Pump Carry at first, middle, and final. Never passed.
They could not move the pumps on day one, day ten, nor on the last day. On board a warship in damaged condition, they failed to save the ship.
It does NOT mean men are superior. IMO, they are -- overall -- most ricky-tick superior to men. Just not in life-critical upper-body strength. <-- This leaves VERY broad fields in the military that can be done by women just fine, and better than men in many cases.
HOWEVER:
Further, the gentler race has consistently failed the emergency carry of a fully-equipped wounded soldier. They just are not strong enough for this sort of thing.
In combat roles, they suck. About as badly as any man would be trying nurse a baby. Not built for it.
The weapon the dude is carrying is calle a Pig. It weighs 62 pounds, and the mount weighs 80 pounds. The ammo weighs 25+ <-- This is a vitally important weapon, and it must not just be lifted, but lifted and carried -- miles, in any terrain mud, jungle, etc. at an "instant use" profile. God bless girlies, but they'd never survive twenty feet.
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In sum -- My position is this:
There are literally hundreds of jobs for women in ALL branches of the service. But if they have to stop doing their job and save the ship because ALL THE MEN ARE DOWN OR DEAD that carry the emergency pumps... Well, then the ship is going down. Needed a man.
So NO women on board combat ships. NO women in forward ground combat. Trust yer Unca, this is an "equality" that you do not have or should want.
Now -- flying? SOOPER. Although, if you do not want to fly into the back of a carrier like that pretty lady did, DO NOT "ease up" on the protocols because she is a woman, like they did with her.
HOLY SMOKES! (literally!)
That is Big to a "T".we are all human beings first and foremost
some of us got the male carbon unit , some of us got the female carbon unit
but we all belong to the human race
simple , it is what is inside of us humans that count , things like love , peace , kindness , honor , humility , respect , dignity , and pride , these are the things humans should focus on for life goals , success , and accomplishments
we came into this life with nothing and that is the way we will leave
That’s how some of us Split-tails do it WaltHOLY SMOKES! (literally!)
Fargin weed seegars!! ONE of those would last at least two weeks of daily hitting (I reuse the smoke by exhaling into my Volcano bag.)
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