Happy Easter! Here’s a Tale for the whole family

I give you my favorite Bunny story:

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Once upon a time, there were four rabbits, Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail and Peter. They lived with their mother, Old Mrs. Rabbit, in a warren which looked -to the unaccustomed eye- rather like the lice infested trenches of World War I.

One day Peter’s mother said “I am going to market to sell my mittens. You may play in the woods if you wish but, Peter, you and your naughty cousin Benjamin Bunny are not to antagonize Mr. McGregor nor blow up any Panzer tanks today”, and with that, she left in a swish-swash-swish of rustling skirts.

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But oh! That Peter was a naughty rabbit! No sooner had his mother left than he had dressed for combat and hopped down to the end of the lane to rendezvous with his cousin Benjamin. As the two young rabbits exchanged their fulsome greetings, they suddenly became aware of a mighty a-clinking and a-clanking coming up the road! Their little hearts a-flutter, they peered judiciously around the corner.

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Why it was Mr. McGregor in a MkII Tiger tank with a transversable 88mm howitzer and two forward mounted 7.62mm machine guns!

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“Be quick and fetch the Panzerfaust anti-tank gun from Tom Kitten!” whispered Benjamin. So Peter went lipperty-lipperty all the way to Tom Kitten’s house.

“Quick!” Peter implored him. “Lend me your Panzerfaust, for Mr. McGregor has a Tiger tank and will surely blast us all into bloody shards of flesh, bone and sinewy pulp if we are not careful, if we are not most circumspect!”

Tom Kitten gave Peter his anti-tank gun willingly for Mr. McGregor had scolded him once. But by the time Peter had returned to his cousin, Mr. McGregor had driven up the road and opened fire on Jemima Puddleduck, killing her instantly.

“Thank goodness you were not the least tardy!” cried Benjamin, as the turret of Mr. McGregor’s tank slowly turned towards the humble abode of Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.

“Waste the fucker!”

Benjamin called out with the sensation of enjoyment. So Peter steadied the Bazooka on his shoulder and squinted one beady little rabbit eye down the sights.peter cotton tail tank killer3

Now, rabbits eat lots of carrots and every child knows that carrots do your eyesight a power of good, so of course Peter did not miss.

Whooomph! Ka-Woooommmbbbb!

The AP shell from the Panzerfaust slammed square into the cowling of the Tiger’s twin back Maybach HL 700hp engines, sending fuel cascading everywhere!

“Take that for putting my father in a pie, you four-eyed Scottish bastard!” exalted Peter and gave a little rabbity hop for joy.

But oh dear! Mr. McGregor was trapped in the hatch of his burning Panzer tank and he was a-hollering and a-screaming fit to burst!

“Kill me, please!” he requested of the rabbits. “For I am trapped and sorely afraid that I shall slowly burn to death from the legs upwards!”

Benjamin Bunny raised his Scmeisser and pumped a full magazine into the distressed Mr. McGregor’s head, thereby solving the pretty little pickle they had found themselves in!

All of a sudden, another hatch opened who should fly out but Mr. McGregor’s cat! Now Benjamin’s father had no opinion whatsoever of cats, but Benjamin was shit-scared of them and would have most surely voided himself in his attire had not the cat been one huge ball of flame and surely demising.

When Mr. McGregor’s cat rattled and lay still, the two little rabbits exchanged salutes and promised to meet again next Thursday and then hurried back to their respective domiciles.

Oh dear! Old Mrs. Rabbit was distraught in the extreme when she learned what her naughty son had been about.

“How many times have I told you about blowing up tanks!” she chided. “You are a naughty, wicked rabbit!”

Flopsy, Mopsy and Cottontail who had not assaulted any armored vehicles were rewarded with fresh lettuce and carrots and radishes, but Peter was sent to bed without any supper.

But then, who wants to eat that rabbit food shit anyway?

>The End<

Navy considering bringing the Viking out of retirement, as a milk truck and gas wagon

Between 1971-1978 Lockheed built 188 S-3 Viking aircraft for the US Navy. Unsung, the humble Viking was used for ASW, ASuW, over the horizon targeting, electronic warfare, carrier on board delivery (COD), and aerial refueling.

However, since it was primarily built to bust the hundreds of Soviet subs lurking around the world if the Cold War ever went hot, after the Russkis threw in the towel in 1991 the Viking’s days were numbered. Within a few years, most had their ASW suite removed, converting them to surface warfare only– and increasing use as tankers after the KA-6D was retired. By 2009, although still viable, they were retired.

Aerial view of a US Navy (USN) S-3 Viking aircraft, from the Sea Control Squadron 37 (VS-37), Sawbucks, based at Naval Air Station (NAS) North Island, California (CA).---Man that paint scheme.

Aerial view of a US Navy (USN) S-3 Viking aircraft, from the Sea Control Squadron 37 (VS-37), Sawbucks, based at Naval Air Station (NAS) North Island, California (CA).—Man that paint scheme.

Some 91 low mileage S-3s sit in desert storage in Arizona and the Navy is now looking to bring back a good many of these, converted to replace the C-2 Greyhound in the COD role. Capacity would reportedly be 10,000 pounds of cargo or 28 passengers, with an advanced cargo handling system and loading ramp design taken from the C-130J Super Hercules. The new/re-manufactured plane, now considered a C-3 would have a new stretched fuselage, refurbished engines, a probe for mid-air refueling, and it would be able to carry buddy pods that would convert it to an aerial tanker. Back in the old days the Carrier Air Wings carried 4 KA-6Ds and would have one or two C-2s in and out, so you could see as many as six C-3′s coming back to each to pick up the slack.

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Tried my hand at a sea turtle, in eight steps

Sketch

Sketch with pencil and charcoal

 

Camo pattern outline

Camo pattern outline, more charcoal

 

The first paint

The first paint. Bold lines.

 

Scratching in some shading.

Scratching in some shading.

 

Some background color, imagining him (and myself) along the Destin-PC Emerald Coastline again very soon.

Some background color, imagining him (and myself) along the Destin-PC Emerald Coastline again very soon, riding a swell.

 

Here comes the vert

Here comes the vert

 

More vert

More vert

 

And a little cream to tone him down. Happy little turtle.

And a little cream to tone him down. Happy little turtle.

Maj-Gen Logan Scott-Bowden, DDay recon engineer, passes

A tribute to an unknown American soldier, who lost his life fighting in the landing operations of the Allied Forces, marks the sand of Normandy's shore, in June 1944.  (AP Photo)

A tribute to an unknown American soldier, who lost his life fighting in the landing operations of the Allied Forces, marks the sand of Normandy’s shore, in June 1944. (AP Photo)

Rarely can the hopes and fears of generals and admirals across the Western world have so closely depended on one man’s prowess, as they did in 1944 on the physical and mental agility of Logan Scott-Bowden.

The secret expedition with which the young Royal Engineers officer was entrusted had to work if the Allies were to go ahead in June 1944 with Operation Overlord, the invasion of German-occupied Europe. The reconnaissance had been personally planned by Winston Churchill, advised by the team of scientists and combined-operations military staff he favoured.

Above all the 24-year-old sapper captain and his trusty sergeant had to avoid getting caught, or even noticed, so as to give the enemy no clue about potential landing sites. The plan owed much to the work of the crystallographer JD Bernal, by whose techniques the Allies meant to find out whether the French sand and whatever lay beneath was firm enough to support 30-ton American Sherman tanks.

The two good swimmers, who had trained at Hayling Island as part of Louis Mountbatten’s Combined Operations Pilotage Parties, or “Copp”, set off in a Motor Torpedo Boat from Gosport, Hampshire, on a night with no moon and headed for the heavily fortified Normandy coast. It was New Year’s Eve 1943 and Churchill’s fertile imagination envisaged the enemy consumed by jollity, oblivious to cunning British agents creeping up his beach.

A quarter of a mile from the shore Scott-Bowden and Sergeant Bruce Ogden-Smith, each armed with only a waterproof Colt .45 automatic pistol and a commando knife, swam to land at what would be Gold Beach, by the resort of Luc-sur-Mer. They had been offered cyanide capsules, so dangerous was the trip, but both had refused. They carried pocketed bandoliers, and for overflow samples, condoms to fill.

The rest here.

Thank you for your service,sir.

Did you know the French Navy invented SCUBA before WWII?

French Navy Commandant Yves Paul Gaston Le Prieur is pictured above and below in 1934 demonstrating his Scaphandre Autonome in the Trocadero Aquarium

French Navy Commandant Yves Paul Gaston Le Prieur is pictured in 1934 demonstrating his Scaphandre Autonome in the Trocadero Aquarium

Mikor MGL: The 40mm South African six shooter

There’s a cathartic feeling associated with the sudden desire for a bigger gun; like for instance, if you found yourself alone in a back alley in Badguyville with only a pocket pistol and your mitts. Its in these quiet moments that you may find yourself praying for something a little over
the top like a lightweight 40 mm six-shot grenade launcher that is both easily portable and capable of laying waste to entire city blocks.

Well, such a weapon exists and its called the Mikor MGL.

The South African government in the 1980s was a pariah state, with no true allies due to its apartheid politics. These things aside, the country was also fighting a very real shooting war on its northern borders against Soviet-backed guerrillas. Unable to get weapons from the West, and openly fighting the Eastern Bloc, the country had no other options than to develop its own gear to keep the “springboks” in the field supplied.

One of the things needed desperately by the soldiers in the bush was superior firepower. In almost every engagement the SADF fought during this war, very well equipped Cuban-trained guerrilla fighters outnumbered them. It was a war of ambush and counter-ambush. Raids
and sneak attacks.  The US had faced similar problems in Vietnam a decade earlier, which led to the adoption of the M79 and M203 “bloop gun” grenade launchers. With the US refusing aid, the South Africans came up with their own blooper reel…

m32 mikor at work in afghansitan
Read the rest in my column at Guns.com

Defense One has a great piece on unmasking the Russians in the Ukraine

The Science of Unmasking Russian Forces in Ukraine

“Every day, the scene playing out along the Ukrainian border with Russia seems like an act of costumed theater. Russian protestors wearing
balaclavas, or ski masks, armed with military-grade weapons, attempt to take over government buildings by force. The question of who is behind the masks has risen to a level of critical international importance. If the protestors are affiliated with the Russian military, Putin’sgovernment is in violation of international treaties and laws. It’s a nearly impossible challenge, but one that the United States military, within its own sphere of operations, is also trying to solve.

An armed man gestures in front of the police headquarters in Slaviansk, April 12, 2014. At least 20 armed militants wearing mismatched camouflage outfits took over the police and security services headquarters in the eastern city of Slaviansk seizing hundreds of handguns. REUTERS/Gleb Garanich

An armed man gestures in front of the police headquarters in Slaviansk, April 12, 2014. At least 20 armed militants wearing mismatched camouflage outfits took over the police and security services headquarters in the eastern city of Slaviansk seizing hundreds of handguns. REUTERS/Gleb Garanich

(Jazz hands?)

Many Western observers now take as fact that groups raiding buildings in places like Donetsk and Kharkiv are, in fact, Russian and not
simply Russian-speaking Ukrainians. Consider the recent example of Kharkiv, where pro-Russian protestors first attempted to occupy the
city’s opera theater before realizing that it wasn’t City Hall. “Presumably, the local citizens of Kharkiv, if they wanted to take over City Hall,
they would have gotten the right building to begin with,” Steven Pifer, director of the Brookings Arms Control and Non-Proliferation Initiative and a former U.S. Ambassador to Ukraine said. “

The rest here.

 

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