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It’s no big secret that I am not a fan of Donald Trump. I will say that the behavior of those who HATE him has done more to enamor him to me than to make me less of a fan. Be that as it may, there is something of which I am even less a fan, and that is one man – be he Donald Trump or Barak Obama – could take this county to a war. A nuclear war. Nuclear weapons aren’t toys. They are serious instruments of deterrence and if need be, destruction. we’ve spent the better part of a Century perfecting them and getting them dialed in, a process that once upon a time, was more “by-the-seat-of-the-pants” than you might think.

Which reinforces the idea that one man having control of them is a really bad idea.


The Revere Revision

Information on the run-up to the Syrian strikes is beginning to come out. It turns out that SecDef Mattis wanted to get Congressional approval before the strikes were launched. This does not surprise me, because Military people tend to believe that Congress is in charge of things.  President Trump, advised by Vietnam dodger Bolton, did not want or did not believe that they needed to wait for Congressional approval. Guess which side won out? Read the rest of this entry


Hawaii is a very unique and interesting place. It’s the only place I have ever been that while it was raining, the sun was shining brilliantly.

My first view of the island paradise was less impressive than I had pictured it in my head. As I popped my head out of the hatch, all I saw was the Pacific Ocean. “Seems a little disappointing, ” I said, somewhat in jest. “Turn around,” replied Mitch.” I did, and there, off the port side was the island of Oahu, Diamond Head in the distance, in brilliant sunlight, waiting for us to arrive.

We were dressed in our summer whites, which is pretty much the year year round uniform in Pearl Harbor, as we made our way up the channel and to the right of Ford Island. Our course would take us around to the north of the Island and end up at Fox pier, the berth located just ahead of the wreck of the USS Utah. In those days, there was no bridge from Ford Island to the main island.

Pearl Harbor is both shallow and surprisingly lackadaisical – at least to us. The mud was being kicked up in our wake as we moved slowly, accompanied by a single tug, not the three to which we were accustomed. Then, as we straightened up in the channel, there she was – the wreck of the USS Arizona, with her white memorial stretching across her shattered hull.

When you enter Pearl Harbor for the first time on a patrol, Naval tradition is that we render honors to the great ship and her gallant crew. Coming to attention, we stood in a line and saluted her as we passed. Here was a moment to consider the past and the future. Lying before us was the grave of over 1,100 men who died, almost before they even knew that the war had started. What lessons were there here, what things should we never forget? Were there things, like animosities, that we should forget? Read the rest of this entry

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