Progressive Society – 2020



Jiujitsu – Defined



You’re Making it Tough – let’s try this one. Identify the classes (or ships if you’re able) The answer is at the bottom of this blog.




It’s tough to tell in Russia. During the long, dark, impossibly cold winters, tuberculin drunks deal with the pain by drinking rot-gut vodka. (Russia is known for lung diseases, which is why the Chinese Plague got a twist on them) Then you pass out and they find carcasses in the spring, when the snow melts. Suicide or accidental death? Or can it be both? Accidental suicides? Maybe it depends on who is keeping the stats.


Little Bird

MD-500E (LOH)

I learned to fly this aircraft many years ago. And now a neighbor has a 500D and he won’t let me fly it. I think that he feels that I may fly it like I stole it…ok, well founded concern, but the ship is insured so what’s his point, really?


Would you allow her to kiss your pistol?


Will the the Chinese Plague Change the Numbers?


For the old man…

Who thinks that an older man has everything that he needs? A Christmas suggestion for someone you love who might need something practical. There are only three months of shopping left.

A mace disguised as a walking cane with spring loaded spikes. Europe, circa 1900.


Answer to ship identificationUSS New Jersey (BB-62), USS Hornet (CV-12), two Knox class frigates and three mine sweepers mothballed and tied up to a pier at Puget Sound Naval Shipyard in August of 1992.


  1. Class of ships… little boats, big boats, middle sized boats. Did I do well? Would I allow her to kiss my pistol? Kiss, fondle it and whisper sweet nothings to it. My rifle? She would have to hug it and give it a name…

  2. That is a nice variation on a sword-cane, never seen before.

    I had no idea about the MS, but had Knox, Iowa, Hancock.

  3. Accidental suicide – way back in the day, before automatic shutoff valves in gas ranges, a fella decided to commit suicide by turning on the gas stove without lighting it just before he went to bed. Then, in the middle of the night, woke up and sleepily decided on a cigarette. The gas explosion lit his hair on fire and he ran outside to use the rain barrel to put out the fire. His shoulders got stuck in the barrel opening and he drowned.
    The official verdict – accidental drowning while trying to commit suicide.

  4. I visited PGNS Bremerton around that time to work on the old USS Bainbridge CGN-25. One the more interesting things about working at the ship yard was the tidal change of the sound as much as 10ft.

  5. The answer to the lovely lady is: If my wife isn’t looking, yes. No visible tats, no hog ring in the nose, no extraneous piercings, no gauge holes in the ears, looks like she knows how to use soap and deoderant. Could use a couple extra pounds though.

    As to life expectancy, I have a funny feeling that the data for Africa is a tad bit wrong. Maybe amongst civilized folk in Africa, but against natives? Not so much.

    That mace-in-a-cane is nice, but a good old rootball cane, like a shillelah, is much easier to use. Especially if you soak the cane in linseed oil and then let it sit in the heat of the sun and bake. A good flexible hardwood is the way to go. Blackthorn or other tough wood is preferred. (I made one out of a sweetgum sapling, not the greatest wood, and was able to dent 16 gauge cold rolled steel.)

    As to suicides, again, don’t trust the numbers. Many places not-USA don’t report suicides or infant death rates like we do.

  6. Heh, she could kiss anything she wanted to. Handjob, New Jersey, two frigates, 3 old minesweepers. White Fleet ships at Bremerton. Re the Loach, nice little birds. With a good pilot they are amazingly maneuverable.

  7. The only one of the ships I knew was the Iowa-class BB. And I knew it was after the 1980’s mods as it has the armored box launches, and four of the 5″ gun turrets are missing.

    Had several rides in the civvie version of the Loach. Great little chopper, and Old_NFO is right; amazingly maneuverable, and you can squeeze them into some pretty tight landing spots.

  8. I generally pack one of those imitation shillelaghs that Cold Steel makes when I go walking. Someday I intend to have a real one. The spikey cane looks like something I could like though.
    Loaches are nice little choppers. Don’t know anyone who’s flown one. I do have a friend who used to fly Cobras back in the day and I believe he later flew Apaches.
    She’s more than welcome to kiss my pistol. My rifle too. All of them.

  9. Fifty or so years ago i was using an almanac for some long forgotten civics class paper.
    I accidentally stumbled onto an interesting fact:
    If you added the number of suicides to the number of people who died violent deaths (homicides) they averaged the same per 100,000 across the board from country to country. It seemed a certain percentage of the population was going to die an un-natural death.
    What was also interesting was, at that time, that suicides were much higher in nations with a heavy socialist society (the Swedish Suicide Team was a joke in my circle), but rare in Third World Nations where one had to struggle to survive.
    Toward the end of Mao’s Cultural Revolution the enemies of the people who were not just summarily executed or beaten to death during “Struggle Sessions” were driven to suicide. This became a favored way of getting rid of higher profile political enemies.

    To be, or not to be…

  10. The guy who taught me to fly fixed wings flew helicopters for the National Guard. He told me when you fly a helicopter you do not consciously move the the controls, you just think about moving the controls, otherwise, you have a ptoblem.
    He quit flying helicopters just before he turned fifty. He said his reflexes were not good enough anymore.
    He told me that heavy equipment operators were the easiest people to teach to fly, because they were used to coordinating the movements of their hands and feet.
    Which brings us to the story of the the owner of a logging company, many years ago, that bought a helicopter and with no lessons took off. He landed or attempted to land on one of the floating docks at Shasta Lake and nearly sank the dock during the attempt.

    • My fixed-wing instructor also flew helicopters. I had many rides in his old Bell 47-G while he inspected pipelines and transmission towers. He was a buddy of my Dad’s, and my Mom would pack us a big lunch, and I’d go flying with him.

      He used to say helicopters don’t so much fly, as beat the atmosphere into submission!

      I had a pretty good grasp of the hands-and-feet philosophy, but it took me a while to fully understand the collective pitch control. He’d trim out the helo, and let me put my hand on the cyclic and my feet on the rudder pedals, and “fly” the helo a bit at times, but I was more interested in learning to fly fixed-wing.

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