Category Archives: Troops

Dreadnoughts

Actually, it’s the U.S. battlewagons of 1945, entering Lingayen Gulf in the Phillipines. You can tell the war by that bedsprings thingie perched atop the mast of the battleship in the foreground—an early iteration of radar. Notice the guns trained up. By 1945, Japanese fighter-bombers were their deadliest foe. Apropos of nothing, though it’s too bad they were scrapped. They could help sober the latest North Korean bombast. Click on pix to biggerize.

A Soldier of The Great War

What a brilliant book, this epic of Italy in the first world war, with touches of the later rise of fascism and the contemptible Mussolini. It’s a dense story with much complexity about music, culture and love, in addition to the expected combat sequences. A few of the longer sentences are a bit hard to follow, but it’s worth rereading them to get the whole sense the author intended.

Implausible some of the plot turns may be, as some Amazon reviewers have complained, but this is fiction, after all, with all its special license. I particularly liked the soldier of the title, Alessandro’s, transition from atheist to believer, especially because it develops out of combat (rather than war’s usual, stereotypical, forced conversion from belief to atheism) though he continues to reject religious dogma.

He’s such an honorable guy, this almost-professor of aesthetics turned conscript, who gives as much (or more) than he takes, that it’s a joy to follow him through the intricacies of Mr. Helprin’s considerable tale. I learned more about Italy than I ever knew.

The author’s style is classic. He writes relentlessly with verbs and nouns, seldom adjectives, and should be taught for his craft alone, if he isn’t already, though he may not be politically correct enough to suit the predominantly-leftist literary academy.

Too many of his books aren’t ready for the Kindle yet, however, and I hope that changes soon. He seems to be a writer who’s made for paper but I prefer digital’s easier distribution and storage, not to mention cheaper price.

Free world, you’re on your own

Mark Steyn has it pretty succinct, the reason why I will try to discourage Mr. B. from following his father, grandfathers, and other ancestors in joining the American military. It lately seems more interested in slotting women into the infantry and decrying the dangers of global warming than training and fighting to win wars.

“But there are ever fewer takers for a money-no-object global hegemon that spends 46 percent of the world’s military budget and can’t impress its will on a bunch of inbred goatherds.”

That would be a reference to Afghanistan, I presume. Fits Iraq as well and, if you go back far enough, those little Asian guys who regularly kicked our asses in Vietnam. Despite what you may have heard about the politicians losing it.

We do have a lot of generals and admirals, however, and their spiffy uniforms have chest candy that runs up and almost over their shoulders. With all sorts of other shiny doodads on their chests, and pockets, etc.

Other than that, we have a lot of crippled or dead men (including suicides) who believed Washington truly wanted to win this Global War on Terror thing. Only to find out W. wouldn’t fight it as hard as he could have and Barry wouldn’t fight it at all and not only withdrew (or is in process of retreating) but even sanitized the name. And will certainly leave Israel to its fate, along with the rest of the “free world.” Nope, not a good time to volunteer.

Kiss California goodbye

Our ever-dawdling president is intensifying his campaign to take small arms away from Americans while he allows the bad guys to threaten us with nukes.

Finally starting to get the idea that North Korea just might really take an ICBM potshot at our West Coast, Barry’s fervent brain hatches an idea. When he and his family aren’t busy vacationing, or his tee time doesn’t interfere, why he’s moving heaven and earth… Uh, not exactly. He’s leading with his behind as usual. He’s planning a West Coast missile defense system at Vandenberg Air Force Base in California.

That’s after the, uh, environmental impact study is completed, of course. Gee, those things can take a lot of time. I wouldn’t want my butt dependent on the Pentagon getting it done any time this decade. Or wait for Barry to figure out that he could base the systems on warships offshore without playing the Green game on land. Might even move those warships a lot closer to North Korea. Let the debris (and the nuke) fall on the Norks, eh?

Naw. That wouldn’t fit in with Barry’s favorite bit of babble these days: peace lectures. Might be a good idea to start packing and reserve a U-Haul before they’re all booked up.

Via Belmont Club.

UPDATE:  Well, now, this is good news.

The buck stops…elsewhere

Via
Phase Line Birnam Wood

Those hidden Ben Ghazi survivors

Lurch’s stutter the other day, when questioned by Fox News (but without any followup question, shame on Fox) about why the Ben Ghazi “embassy” survivors are not available for interviews, was really priceless. What a doofus.

The whole thing is disgusting. It underscores how the Democrat snooze media covers for their president. If he was a Republican, we’d never hear the end of it until the survivors held a newser and even then the exalted WaPo and NYTimes, not to mention the Alphabet electronics, would pick apart every answer. As it is they’re Obamalot’s quiet mice.

Zionist tanks to Moscow and beyond

Israel Defense Forces mighty 7th Armored Brigade Merkavas (Hebrew for chariot) hard-charging it to Moscow. Well, according to this report in the Russian snooze media, anyhow. Go Zionist 7th! Punch it all the way to Beijing!

Via Simply Jews