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  1. The enemy draws nigh and I shall slay them all down to the last grub!


  2. India Hotel is Down Wherever he stepped the sandy beach burned and left glass imprints of his footsteps like a bizarre pathway out of hell. The sun blazed on the island and the constant roar of the surf and the call of the gulls filled the air. Like most of the small islands in this part of the South China Sea, it was flat and sandy with thick, scruffy would be jungle. It would be jungle if typhoons didn't blow these sandbars in and out of existence with great regularity. He wanted shade but that wasn't going to happen. He took a drink from his canteen. He washed it around his mouth and swallowed. He pulled his survival radio out of his pocket and keyed the mike, "The is India Hotel four-four. I am down. I can not receive. I'm not sure I'm transmitting but, I'm feet dry on a small island an estimated thirty miles East-South-East of Dong Hoi. I got separated from my B/N when we punched out. Will transmit on this freq every two hours until the batteries are gone." He walked into the scruffy vegetation in hopes of finding some... What? Shade? Food? Water? None of that was here. What was here were those God awful little green snakes with red eyes. He wondered what had happened to his bombardier/navigator Ray Howard. As he wandered the small island, his mind wandered back to the first time he had met Ray at Pensacola Naval Air Station. Over beers at a shitty little off base bar, his instructor had introduced Ray as the one craziest pilot in the Navy. He had to know. He asked: what made Ray so crazy? Ray was a new kind of air warrior called Iron Hand. Oh crap! He really must be nuts. Iron Hand actually hunts SAMs when every other sane pilot runs like hell from them. OK, now he was curious. How does that work? SAMs and pilots are natural enemies. Aren't pilots that hunt them like a mouse gunning for a cat? Ray had explained that the bombardier/navigator had to know what they were doing but if you flew low and fast, hunting the search radars, you could pop up, fire a homing missile and go low again. The next day he talked to his CO and started training for Iron Hand missions. Learning to fly Iron Hand was, as the hippies say, a trip. You take the book, throw it away and write a new book. It's a brand new game that's equal parts electronic warfare, nervous tension and brass balls. To kill a SAM, you have to give it a shot at you. At least a good sniff, enough for his radar to go from search to track. Then you, no shit, close your eyes and fire the missile. If you don't close your eyes, when the rocket lights off, it will flash blind you. Once the missile is away, you get to dance with a SAM. That's loads of fun if you like screaming terror as a rocket the size of a telephone pole tries to nail your plane. He had fifteen Iron Hand missions. Every single time he brought his bird back to the carrier, his A-6 Intruder spent time in the body and fender shop. As he walked around the island, he came to a place where there had been a fire. It had been some time ago but, people had been here. He walked on and covered the whole island. It was shaped a bit like a crescent about a mile long and a quarter wide. He finally did find some palms and got out of the sun but he couldn't get out of the heat. In these waters it could get very still and hot quickly dehydrating anyone without access to water. He could feel himself getting loopy and collapsed against the trunk of the palm. He tried to space out the water but there wasn't much of it and the heat and humidity just sweated it out of him. He tried to sleep but unconscious delirium was more like it. As he lay against the palm, he felt a presence. He looked up and saw his B/N Ray. He wasn't wet, muddy and bedraggled. He said, "I was afraid you didn't get out." Ray said, "I didn't." "So I guess I'm dead now?" "No. You aren't dead. You are going to make it. You'll be rotating back stateside soon and, you'll be asked to be an instructor at Pensacola NAS. I'm here to tell you to do it." "Why?" "So that others may live." Ray seemed to vanish like smoke. Soon afterwards strong hands were loading him on a search and rescue chopper. He did go back to Pensacola where he was an instructor for many years. There is no better reason. So that others may live.
  3. Excuse me sir, do you have a moment to discuss our dark overlord and destroyer Cuthulu?



  4. When you make a video please keep these points in mind: -get to the point -get to the point -get to the point -get to the point -get to the point -brevity is the soul of wit -you have 15 seconds to get my attention. GET TO THE F-ing POINT! I do not want to waste time on someone babbling. -That 5 minute title, music and stuff you did at the front end of your video? No one watched past 30 seconds. STOP THAT! -once you are done, watch your own video. Is it bat-shit crazy? Does it posit nonsense without rational explanation? If yes, set it on fire and don't inflict it on people. -Have you taken your meds? No? Take them and watch it again. Is it bat-shit crazy? Does it posit nonsense without rational explanation? If yes, set it on fire and don't inflict it on people. -The number one way to marginalize yourself is to post an hours worth of exposition, bore the shit out of people or give them nonsense in the end. -In fact most of you people making bullshit videos should probably just stop. Here are a few people/channels that do it right. Watch and learn. They DO NOT make bullshit videos. The Truth Factory - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC2aQGaCZjQC1lM3DOwbCIFw Freedom Tunes - https://www.youtube.com/user/Cartanimation No Bullshit - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCZNk7Jjb2t8EuBdgn4Zj1cw Black Pigeon Speaks - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCmrLCXSDScliR7q8AxxjvXg Conservative Resurgence - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCNqxhIYa4fm8N1luObicd8w Sargon of Akkad -https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-yewGHQbNFpDrGM0diZOLA Suspicious Observer - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTiL1q9YbrVam5nP2xzFTWQ Black Pilled - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvaHgYcWAAcn5D54w4Dqezg
  5. LA-cajun.jpg

    Y'all hungry? I'm making jambalaya tonight.

    1. Page Scrawler

      Page Scrawler

      I love that fun little map.  :)

  6. Emergency Action Message


    Bravo Oscar Lima

    Lima Oscar Charlie

    Kilo Sierra Null

    Immediate execute


    Extreme Prejudice


    1. jamessavik


      it takes mad decoding skills to figure out it's bollocks

  7. cat-tabby-tounge.jpg

    1. ancientrichard


      What is the name of this delightful enterprising creature ?

    2. jamessavik


      I don't know but there's no mistaking his attitude.

  8. Either Zuul is coming or, we're in for one hell of a blow.

  9. Government secrecy has become habitual because it keeps the peasants from asking embarrassing questions, allows the real crooks to hide and they can punish anyone that exposes the truth. -JS
  10. The south is a different place. Louisiana is even more so. Cajun Weather...
  11. It's really just 3 kittens. It just seems like there is 9 of them.
  12. cheaper than therepy


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