Endeavor to Ac-cent-tchu-ate the positive! Hey Lib-Tards! Oh! I’m So Fukkin’ Sorry For Lovin’ And Servin’ The Country I Love So Fu*kin; Much!

Why The Hell Do You Think I Enlisted in The US Fu*kin’ Navy?

Sure! Some of it was My Ego!

I Thought I Could Become a Fu*kin’ NAVY FRICKEN SEAL

Guess What?

That did Not Pan Out For Me!

Fu*kin’ Twice!

Did I Blame Anyone But Me?

Of Course Not!

(Wow! there’s too mucho mas profanity in this post! But! I am fuckin’ Sailor! Ignore or block me!)

POSITIVE!

CRED FOR BELOW: MISTER Coffey Anderson

I LOVE MY AMERICA!

CRED: LEE GREENWOOD

Author’s Note and Warning

How I hear my “inner post Voice”:

Or, if you prefer,

“Clang Clang Clang Went My Folly”

Maybe THIS Version Won’t

Take

Three Fu*kin’ Decades To Load!

Here’s to Hopin’!

My Daddy, Ralph A. Marcom,

USMC Vet

once said something incredible stupid to me. Actually it was more of a lament.

He was just thinking out loud, I suppose.

I was knee – deep in my rehearsals with Sister Madelyn, getting ready to perform “The Sound of Music” — read about that somewhere else in these pages. Anyway, he said to me, or asked me: “Why don’t kids ever get together and say, “Let’s put on a show?”

I said, “Daddy, ‘Summer – Stock’ was just a fantasy. No one ever lived that.”

I think that was the beginning of the ending of my relationship, my good one, with my father.

Summer Stock, Le Trailer:

Yay! Hooray!

Vid Cred: Panos Golfis

Vid Cred: pokeahugkiss

Street Cred for Vid: kherrick90

Credit: TOPPOP: Star sisters

“Any barmaid can be a star-made”

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Hey Film Buffs!
This (Below) is Required Watching!

Right On!

Spot On!

Dead On!

Thank YOU! Critical Drinker Man!

You Nailed My Same Same Sentiment!

Visit Crit Drinker Here Below:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSJPFQdZwrOutnmSFYtbstA

The Genesis of all this Bullshit:

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And No!
I also did NOT watch ‘The Oscars’ on My Tee-Vee Either.

I had Something Better to Do!

Like Picking The Lint Outta My Belly-Button.

(Which Was More Gratifying & Satisfying)

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Golden Age
Lost Now–Magic Has Gone
Never Get It Back
That Ship Has Sailed
Out-of-Sight
Missing Somewhere Over That Recent Rainbow…

My father used to tell a great story about some university asshole who was trying to impress him:

Dude said,

“The reason Wizard of Oz was in Black and White was because in the beginning, 1939, they really did not have color film.”

Daddy replied, “That is fascinating. I suppose when Dorothy got back to Kansas, they had lost that technology, as it went back to black and white.”

Come On!

Get Happy!!

What a Dame!

Judy! Judy! Judy!


There definitely ain’t nothin’ like a dame

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No Business Like Show Business….
Adding-dumb Dumb da Dumb

(I miss my Daddy; He loved Old Movies)

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Bonus’esses

Excesses???

(Bring Your Own Dresses)

Of course the Andrews Sisters Inter-text did not escape me.

It’s Silly and Stupid

(But Rather Endearing) :

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I love My Oh So Rich American Culture–I Ain’t Rich, but surely you know what I mean.

I love my excesses

Bring your own dresses

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Am I gay?

No!

No Way!

I don’t Play that way.

(I just Color outside the lines.)

“The Cowards Never Started and the Weak Died Along the Way”

And Yet One More Post From the email Archives:

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Please tell me all about your therapy session today once it is done. I know a little about back trouble as I went through some during my Navy SEAL training. I know there is nothing worse than that for pain. There were several days during that training whereby I thought it would be better to be dead than run/swim yet another step. Somehow we always managed just one more step. “The only easy day was yesterday” was our mantra and that had been passed down over the years to all BUD/s classes.

There was one guy in my first class (Class 140) who actually broke his femur during a fun little evolution called “Rock Portage.” For two days he remained in training after that. His roommates would walk him about every morning until his leg got numb. Obviously he couldn’t keep up on any of the evolutions and the SEAL instructors kicked him out. No one knew his leg was broken. Once he was drummed out and had gone to Balboa Naval Hospital they told him he had a broken femur. Imagine his surprise!

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Rock Portage

Hahahah!  A footnote: Seems his father was a retired SEAL. Well when daddy found out how his son had been kicked out of training for having a broken leg, yet still “putting out” to use the vernacular, he was, shall we say, livid. Needless to say, the kid in question was apologized to (ad nauseam) and invited to return once healed so that he would have an opportunity to break the other leg. I talked to him about this and he told me he’d had enough, but then I ran into him a few weeks later and he told me he would be coming back. It takes a special kind of idiot to go through that. I know, as I was just such an idiot. Twice. I suppose that’s why they call it “Special Forces.”

We had a guy in my second BUD/s class (158) whose name was Lundtmark. One day while we were running the obstacle course he got to the very top of the cargo net (roughly 60 feet above the beach) and fell off.

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Whoosh!

Bam!

Boom!

He survived, but from that day forward Lundtmark was reborn and known as “Sand-Dart.”

Some of the funniest moments I recall were during “Drown Proofing.” Drown-proofing is quite simple: one’s ankles are tied up and one’s wrists tied together behind one’s back. Then the “wog” (Short for pollywog, a neophyte, wanna-be SEAL) must simply swim 100 meters in 12 foot deep water. Once that is accomplished, the wog must do some acrobatic maneuvers underwater while still tied up and then somehow get to the bottom and pick up a scuba mask with his teeth and bring it to the edge of the pool where the instructors await to pull him out and beach him. All great fun.

I never had any apprehension with this evolution since I am very relaxed in water. Others had slightly more trouble. One idiot after being cast into the water did nothing but bob up and down screaming, “I’m drowning! I’m drowning! Save me!” As he would get close to the edge of the pool the instructors would push him back toward the middle using long poles while yelling, “You idiot! If you were drowning, you wouldn’t be able to say you’re drowning!” It was all great fun, but I suspect you’d have had to actually been there at that precise moment to fully appreciate it.

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Drownproofing

Another idiot didn’t even make it into the water. His name was “Feather.” (His name really was Feather and he was a body-builder which made him a target of opportunity for the instructors’ “special attention.”) Well, seems Feather had second thoughts about BUD/s and his desire to “Kill some Commie Bastards” when it came time for drown-proofing. As soon as we were told to start getting tied up, Feather bolted. He actually ran away! Just like a little bitch. Never saw him again.

He’s probably still running…

Fuk FeatheR!

And That Dumb-Ass

Naf he 

Road

In

Upon!

I’m Just Re-Cyclin’, And Feeling Lonely & Sorry For Me, Myself, & I: Just Reminiscin’…

Mostly,

I Am Just Sorry For Myself:

Those Were The Good Old Daze!

Cred: Carly

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Had To Update & Re-Post.

I Forgot To Drop In The Navy Hymn.

I Am Such A Moron!—Fixed Now.

Time For Chow! On Today’s Menu:

Humble Pie

&

‘Hydraulic Sandwiches’

“I Fukkin’ LOVE MY NAVY!

I Always Shall.

I Fukkin’ Love My Military

Three Generation Family History!

I Fukkin’ Love My Country!

I Fukkin’ Love My America!”

I am a Patriotic Son-of-A Bitch!

Wanna Fight? Bring Your Big Guns–

You Will Need Them!

Little River Band – Reminiscing (1978)

Cred for Vid Share: Katy Jones

“Who’s running The Country?”

“The More-On’s”

Cred For Vid Share: DrPowerfun

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Beer!

It’s Not Just For Breakfast Anymore!

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Family Guy

Mr. Booze:

Cred For Vid Share: OlitCougar


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I feel so honored to have been allowed to serve on two ships in two war zones and given the opportunity to attend SEAL training, even though I did not measure up, at least I showed up.

Twice

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Naval Academy Glee Club Tribute to Pearl Harbor

“Eternal Father”

The Navy Hymn

Credit: USNA Music Department

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My Navy has such a rich and proud and honourable history!

Cred For Vid Share: TheLostfoundation

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Anchors Aweigh My Boys!

Drink To The Foam!

Anchors Aweigh, my boys,
Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to foreign shores,
We sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay.
Through our last night ashore,
Drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more.
Here’s wishing you a happy voyage home.

Cred for Vid: TheLostfoundation

Thank You Navy For Your Way Over 200 Years of Service To Our Great Nation!

“It follows then as certain as that night succeeds the day, that without a decisive naval force we can do nothing definitive, and with it, everything honorable and glorious.”

— George Washington 15 November 1781, to Marquis de Lafayette

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“Would to Heaven we had a navy able to reform those enemies to mankind or crush them into non-existence.

— George Washington 15 August 1786, to Marquis de Lafayette


“Naval power . . . is the natural defense of the United States.”

— John Adams

“I Have Not Yet Begun to Fight.”

–John Paul Jones

And Of Course

The

USMC

WP is So fukked up

Once Agaiane thye screw’d my ediT

Who Work For The NAVY!

HAHAHAHAAAA!

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And Fuck the Army!

Ground – Pounders!

Just Kiddin’!

They Do Provide A Useful Service,

I Guess

Although I Have Not Figured It Out Yet

What?

Perhaps Muzak?

Muzak was the invention of Major General George O. Squier, the U.S. Army’s Chief Signal Officer during World War I. … In 1934, he founded his company, Wired Radio Inc.; inspired by the sound of another successful company called “Kodak,” he later named it “Muzak.”

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The Battle Hymn of the Republic:

US Military Songs: United States Armed Forces Medley:

Cred for Vid: Ian Berwick

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Crimson Tide

‘Bubble-Head Navy

Very Brave Men

And Women

True Patriots

ALL!

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Midway!

Navy’s Finest Day!

But There Will Be More

‘Finest Days’

For My Navy

Trust Me!

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Just to Keep it Real

And Fun

And Light-Hearted:

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Diego Garcia: Arrival

Actually Loved Diego Garcia.
I asked My Master Chief Anderson to Leave Me There

(There Was An Opening For An Armorer-Or–He, My Master Chief, Invited Me To Fuk Off And Get
Back on the ship–

Back on duty.

So we pulled into Diego Garcia one bright sunny day.

Part one here

Diegogarcia

The night before, we were subjected to a ‘briefing.’ (and a pecker check–you don’t wanna know)

Briefly this briefing consisted of a shit-load of ‘don’ts’:

Don’t do this; don’t do that. “This is a working port, and don’t get excited about liberty here.”

We had been at-sea for (to us) longer than Odysseus, and we really did not wanna hear this shit but, being ‘good sailors’ and desperate to get ‘on the beach’, we just nodded.

The main thing was this: “You cannot, under any circumstance, go to the British side of this Island.”

No worries, I thought, (for at that time the only Brits I had known had come across as rather ‘stuffy’.

Our captor went further:

“This, as I did say, is a working port: Three day duty.”

“Ah shit.”

Yep, fully two thirds of the Ship’s company had to be on-board at any given time. Not to mention, as this was a working port, we could not leave the ship until the Work Day was done: i.e., sixteen hundred hours.

Nevertheless…

Diego Garcia was beautiful! Right out of ‘South Pacific’ the movie. I was jazzed by all of it. I hit the beach! Went to explore the Naval Base there. Found it wanting (Not my idea of Hemingway). I then swerved onto the Merchant Marine obscure dock and here is where I found my home for the next thirty days.

It was untouched by modern anything.

There was a small bar/restaurant and A beach. Some serving wenches, and palm trees.

I settled in.

Part Three Here

I love MY Navy. (Have I Ever Mentioned This?)

USS Callaghan DDG 994

I do

I Just Do

Just Do

Sailor Lance:

USS Callaghan–DDG 994

My First ‘Black-Shoe’–‘Haze-Gray & Underway’ Navy Command

(She Had a Great Skipper–We Adored Him)

Crimson Tide – Trailer 

Anchors Aweigh

(I Never Grow Weary of RE-Watching This)

Cred: TheLostfoundation

Navy Hymn

“For Those in Peril On The Sea”

Cred: USNA Music Department