This is a photo of the Global Hawk UAV that returned from the
war zone recently under its own power. ( Iraq to Edwards AFB in CA) - Not
transported via C5 or C17. Notice the mission paintings on the fuselage.
It's actually over 250 missions.... (And I would suppose 25 air medals).
That's a long way for a remotely-piloted aircraft.
Think of the technology (and the required quality of the data link to
fly it remotely). Not only that but the pilot controlled it from a nice
warm control panel at Edwards AFB. It can stay up for almost two days at
altitudes above 60k. The Global Hawk was controlled via satellite; it flew
missions during OT&E that went from Edwards AFB to upper Alaska and
Basically, they come into the fight at a high mach number, fire their
AMRAAMS, and no one ever sees them or paints with radar. There is practically
no radio chatter because all the guys in the flight are tied together electronically,
and can see who is targeting who, and they have AWACS direct input and
360 situational awareness from that and other sensors. The aggressors had
a morale problem before it was all over.
It is to air superiority what the jet engine was to aviation. It can
taxi, take off, fly a mission, return, land and taxi on its own. No blackouts,
no fatigue, no relief tubes, no ejection seats, and best of all, no dead
pilots, no POWs.
FROM A RECON MARINE IN
Here is a US Marine who is not afraid to tell it like it is.
Political Correctness doesn't mean beans to this tough young
It's freezing here. I'm sitting on hard, cold dirt between rocks
and shrubs at the base of the Hindu Kush Mountains along the Dar
'yoi Pomir River watching a hole that leads to a tunnel that leads to a
cave. Stake out, my friend, and no pizza delivery for thousands of
I also glance at the area around my ass every ten to fifteen seconds
to avoid another scorpion sting. I've actually given up battling
the chiggers and sand fleas, but them scorpions give a jolt like
a cattle prod. Hurts like a bastard. The antidote tastes like transmission
fluid but God bless the Marine Corps for the five vials of it in my pack.
The one truth the Taliban cannot escape is that, believe it or
not, they are human beings, which means they have to eat food and
drink water. That requires couriers and that's where an old bounty
hunter like me comes in handy. I track the couriers, locate the tunnel
entrances and storage facilities, type the info into the handheld,
shoot the coordinates up to the satellite link that tells the air
commanders where to drop the hardware, we bash some heads for a while,
then I track and record the new movement.
It's all about intelligence. We haven't even brought in the snipers
yet. These scurrying rats have no idea what they're in for. We are but
days away from cutting off supply lines and allowing the eradication
I dream of bin Laden waking up to find me standing over him with
my boot on his throat as I spit into his face and plunge my nickel
plated Bowie knife through his frontal lobe. But you know me. I'm
a romantic. I've said it before and I'll say it again: This country
It's not even a country. There are no roads, there's no infrastructure,
there's no government. This is an inhospitable, rock pit shit hole
ruled by eleventh century warring tribes. There are no jobs here like we
Afghanistan offers two ways for a man to support his family: join the
opium trade or join the army. That's it. Those are your options..
Oh, I forgot, you can also live in a refugee camp and eat plum-sweetened,
crushed beetle paste and squirt mud like a goose with stomach flu
if that's your idea of a party. But the smell alone of those 'tent cities
of the walking dead' is enough to hurl you into the poppy fields
to cheerfully scrape bulbs for eighteen hours a day.
I've been living with these Tajiks and Uzbeks and Turkmen and
even a couple of Pushtins for over a month and a half now and this much
I can say for sure: These guys, all of 'em, are Huns Actual, living
Huns. They LIVE to fight. It's what they do. It's ALL they do. They
have no respect for anything, not for their families or for each
other or for themselves. They claw at one another as a way of life They
play polo with dead calves and force their five-year-old sons into human
cockfights to defend the family honor. Huns, roaming packs of savage,
heartless beasts who feed on each other's barbarism Cavemen with
AK47's. Then again, maybe I'm just cranky.
I'm freezing my ass off on this stupid hill because my lap warmer
is running out of juice and I can't recharge it until the sun comes up
in a few hours.
Oh yeah! You like to write letters, right? Do me a favor, Bizarre.
Write a letter to CNN and tell Wolf and Anderson and that awful,
sneering, pompous Aaron Brown to stop calling the Taliban 'smart.'
They are not smart. I suggest CNN invest in a dictionary because the word
they are looking for is 'cunning.' The Taliban are cunning, like
jackals and hyenas and wolverines. They are sneaky and ruthless and,
when confronted, cowardly. They are hateful, malevolent parasites
who create nothing and destroy everything else. Smart. Pfft. Yeah, they're
They've spent their entire lives reading only one book (and not
a very good one, as books go) and consider hygiene and indoor plumbing
to be products of the devil. They're still figuring out how to work a Bic
lighter. Talking to a Taliban warrior about improving his quality of life
is like trying to teach an ape how to hold a pen; eventually he just
gets frustrated and sticks you in the eye with it.
OK, enough. Snuffle will be up soon so I have to get back to my
hole. Covering my tracks in the snow takes a lot of practice but
I'm good at it. Please, I tell you and my fellow Americans to turn
off the TV sets and move on with your lives.
The story line you are getting from CNN and other news agencies
is utter bullshit and designed not to deliver truth but rather to
keep you glued to the screen through the commercials. We've got this
one under control The worst thing you guys can do right now is sit around
analyzing what we're doing over here because you have no idea what
we're doing and, really, you don't want to know.
We are your military and we are doing what you sent us here
You wanna help? Buy Bonds America.
Recon Marine in Afghanistan Semper Fi
DRAFTING GUYS OVER 60
New Direction for any war: Send Service Vets over
I am over 60 and the Armed Forces thinks I'm too old to track down terrorists.
You can't be older than 42 to join the military. They've got the whole
thing ass-backwards. Instead of sending 18-year olds off to fight, they
ought to take us old guys. You shouldn't be able to join a military unit
until you're at least 35.
Researchers say 18-year-olds think about sex every 10 seconds. Old
guys only think about sex a couple of times a day, leaving us more than
28,000 additional seconds per day to concentrate on the enemy.
Young guys haven't lived long enough to be cranky, and a cranky soldier
is a dangerous soldier. 'My back hurts! I can't sleep, I'm tired and hungry'
We are impatient and maybe letting us kill some asshole that desperately
deserves it will make us feel better and shut us up for a while.
An 18-year-old doesn't even like to get up before 10 a.m. Old guys always
get up early to pee so what the hell. Besides, like I said, 'I'm tired
and can't sleep and since I'm already up, I may as well be up killing some
If captured we couldn't spill the beans because we'd forget where we
put them. In fact, name, rank, and serial number would be a real brainteaser.
Boot camp would be easier for old guys. We're used to getting screamed
and yelled at and we're used to soft food. We've also developed an appreciation
for guns. We've been using them for years as an excuse to get out of the
house, away from the screaming and yelling.
They could lighten up on the obstacle course however. I've been in combat
and didn't see a single 20-foot wall with rope hanging over the side, nor
did I ever do any pushups after completing basic training.
Actually, the running part is kind of a waste of energy, too. I've never
seen anyone outrun a bullet.
An 18-year-old has the whole world ahead of him. He's still learning
to shave, to start up a conversation with a pretty girl. He still hasn't
figured out that a baseball cap has a brim to shade his eyes, not the back
of his head.
These are all great reasons to keep our kids at home to learn a little
more about life before sending them off into harm's way.
Let us old guys track down those dirty rotten coward terrorists. The
last thing an enemy would want to see is a couple of million pissed off
old farts with attitudes and automatic weapons who know that their best
years are already behind them.
How about recruiting Women over 50 ...with PMS!!!
You think Men have attitudes !!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my God!!!
If nothing else, put us on border patrol....we will have it secured
the first night!
Share this with your senior friends. It's purposely in big type so they
can read it.
A LADY NAMED IRENA SENDLER
There recently was the death of a 98-year-old lady named Irena Sendler.
During WWII, Irena, got permission to work in the Warsaw Ghetto, as
a Plumbing/Sewer specialist.
She had an ulterior motive...
She KNEW what the Nazi's plans were for the Jews,
Irena smuggled infants out in the bottom of her tool box she carried,
and she also carried in the back of her truck a Burlap sack, (for larger
She also had a dog in the back that she trained to bark when the Nazi
soldiers let her in and out of the ghetto.
The soldiers, of course, wanted nothing to do with the dog, and the
barking covered the kids/infants noises.
During her time and course of doing this, she managed to smuggle out
and save 2500 kids/infants.
She was caught, and the Nazi's broke both her legs and arms and beat
Irena kept a record of the names of all the kids she smuggled out and
kept them in a glass jar, buried under a tree in her back yard.
After the war, she tried to locate any parents that may have survived
it, and reunited the family.
Most, of course, had been gassed.
Those kids she helped were placed into foster family homes or adopted.
Last year Irena was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize....
Al Gore won for doing a slide show on Global Warming.
Russian Fighter SU-30MK
A Russian aircraft is claimed by some to be the number one fighter plane
in the world: the SU-30 Vectored Thrust with Canards. As you watch this
airplane, look at the canards moving along side of, and just below the
canopy rail. The "canards" are the small wings forward of the main
wings. The smoke and contrails provide a sense of the actual
flight path, sometimes in reverse direction.
This video is of an in-flight demonstration flown by the Russian's 30MK
fighter aircraft. The fighter can stall from high speed, stopping forward
motion in seconds. (full stall). Then it demonstrates an ability to descend
tail first without causing a compressor stall. It can also recover from
a flat spin in less than a minute. These maneuver capabilities don't
exist in any other aircraft in the world today. This aircraft is
of concern to U.S. and NATO planners.
Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory Note:
Friends worked with advanced aircraft flight control systems and concepts
for many years as an extension of stability control and means of control.
Canards and vectored thrust were among many concepts examined to extend
our fighter aircraft performance. Neither our current or next generation
aircraft now poised for funding and production can in any way match the
performance of this Russian aircraft NOW FLYING in any near combat situation.
Somehow the bankrupt Russian aircraft industry has out produced our complex
politically tainted aerospace industry with this technology marvel.
Scratch any ideas of close in air-to-air combat with this aircraft in the
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