exSpecForSgt

Geez, I must be getting older than I thought [62yrs last month], 'cuz I don't remember anythin' about no piggies... };D> To me, you guys was just "Sparkies"... :sigh: Then again, I was over 125# lighter, still had (almost) all of my hair, and my ideals, and.. and.. and.. Oh, and the poster I remember the best simply said "Your MIND is your Primary Weapon!" Believe it or not, I actually could understand that one... Take care. "Da Bookworm" [one of the more 'polite' nicknames I had... :sigh: ]

Yes, this "technique" works, surprisingly well, in fact. Stinks like the dickens, but actually seems to work better than lucricating oil or grease or anything else you can imagine. Oh, and one doesn't apply this "technique" to the barrel (or water tank), one applies it to the breech and other working parts. Small difference, but =VERY= important.

**sigh** You're quite right -- this =has= gone on -quite- long enough. Have a nice life.

1) Since you don't seem to 'read' too well, let me make it a bit clearer for you. It's not "SpecFour", kid, it's "EX-SPECial FORces SerGeanT", okay? 2) I =have= had "some counseling", thank you very much. May I recommend the same? Unless, of course, you're beyond the need for such things...

You know, OTOH, I'm amazed you people are still flogging this =very= 'dead horse'. OTOH, however, I suppose I really shouldn't be surprised, because you guys are still throwing 'theories' and 'it stands to reason' around like it really matters or something. I, myself, have said in so many words - and I believe one or two others have, also - that thus-n-such is what happened when I, myself, have actually, for-real-ly, had to use these weapons firing these rounds at other people in the heat of battle. Not 'theory', not 'it stands to reason', but shoot the other SOB before he shoots you! I shot him and lived to have nightmares about it - he didn't and got 'recycled'. Yet evidently that doesn't mean a damn thing to you guys, 'cause you're still arguing over .. well, to be honest, I'm really not sure just =what= you're arguing over at this point! At =this= point, quite frankly, you're beginning to sound like little kids in a sand-box - "did, too" "did not" "did, too" "uh-uh" "well, neener-neener" .. and on and on....... Have =you= shot someone and =know= what you're talking about? Then, don't tell me that what I =did= and the effect =I= =saw= is all a figment of my imagination, or worse, that I'm obviously *lying* to yo'all. Geez, Louise, you guys, just what kind of 'clue' does it take?! :mad: If nothing else, go argue about something else! At this point, you're just embarrassing yourselves.

No, it's not. Done it, saw it, don't want to talk about it. (To me, it's =real= - you know, like real nightmares - and not some 'theoretical discussion'.) Gee, then I guess I -really =was= off in Never-Never Land..... =MY= note: the .45-cal had the 'edge' because it worked when it had to. I've used the Thompson and one of the Stens (it's been almost forty years, okay? - I don't remember which model/mark it was) in the field, against 'the bad guys'. The Sten was a piece of crap and having to use it once was twice too often! Yes, the Thompson was heavier, yadda yadda .. but it worked when and how I needed it to, and kicked some =serious= a$$ while doing it! I'd =still= have it today, if they hadn't taken it away from me. It was one of the sweetest weapons I've ever used, period. As far as 'ballistics tests' and 'studies' go, you can prove or disprove anything you've already decided you want - I've seen it done. OTOH, if you actually pay attention to the voices from the field, to the voices who've had to use something to stay alive, you may get 'results' the boys in the labs in their nice, clean white coats may not 'like'. To them =I= say, "Tough noogies! I'm interested in staying alive, not being your stupid lab-rat." <shrug> YMMV, of course, and probably will. I'm alive today, that's all I need to know. However, as has already been said, the Thompson was a well =machined= piece of weaponry, which took time. The cost per unit was reflective of that. The Sten was a quickly stamped out, even disposable, ::thing::. It was not 'inexpensive' - it was :cheap: .. and the troops could tell it. And at the end of the day, when =all= is said and done, the only thing that matters is: are you still alive, what helped you stay that way, and what is =most= likely to do that tomorrow? [ January 21, 2004, 03:16 AM: Message edited by: exSpecForSgt ]

Sorry, but "grapeshot" and "cannister" was essentially the same thing: a canvas (usually) 'bag' with =lots= of musket balls. It was =extremely= effective against infantry at (relatively) close ranges. Now, there -was- a composite 'round' that consisted of either 9 or 12 "meatballs" {my term for them, since they were about the size of my G'mother's Sunday afternoon meatballs} and enough musket balls to 'round out' the package. They were used at sea when you got reasonably close to your target to sweep the decks. The 'meatballs' were large enough to tear through most things found on decks - small boats, barrels, cabin walls, etc - as well as the planking on the top part of the sides (the gunnels?? - sorry, I'm not a 'squid'). The musket balls were merely 'packing' .. but if they took out someone along the way, great! This round was not used ashore because it was a waste of time and storage space [for artillery requirements on land]. On land, you either used a largish round to beat the hell out of whatever it was you were firing at, or you used 'grape' when the enemy started getting too close for comfort. In a word - NUTS! It was lousy for use against rigging! They used "chain-shot" for that. "Chain-shot" is attaching a length of chain to either two balls (not used very often - too wasteful of resources) or to the flat sides of =a= ball cut in half. Essentially, you'd cut a ball in half, attached the chain to the flat side, curl the chain round 'n round 'n round, attach it to the other side, then put it all in a cloth bag to keep it nice and tidy. When fired, the bag would shred, the chain would extend, and .. Bob's your uncle! 'Chain' was =great= against rigging, but lousy against the sides. - = - = - = - "Cannister" in Viet Nam was called a "beehive round". It was =only= used when the battery position was being directly attacked and there were '***s in the wire'. When firing it, a few things of note happened: 1) The tube was essentially flat, pointed directly where you wanted the 'bees' to go. 2) You screamed "BEEHIVE!" at the top of your voice =just= before pulling the lanyard. 3) Upon hearing "beehive", everyone within hearing got as flat in whatever hole in the ground as they could find (and usually prayed!) because the 'bees' didn't care who you were... 4) Everything and everyone within a cone from the gun was shredded and/or killed. The 'cone' was usually only about a couple hundred feet deep, and, yes, that =IS= entirely too damn close to be playing those sorts of games with an infantry assault!! "Beehive" was first used in late-'66. Once the NVA figured out what it was, they (more or less) quit trying to assault artillery positions. Each shot could easily cost them 30-40-50+ troops with virtually =no= chance of accomplishing anything. After an assault attempt, it would be common to find scores of bodies and equipment left where they fell because there were literally too many of them to be carried away by what few survivors were left. One of the mailmen on campus was a 'gun-bunny'. We got "a few" under our belts one evening and began 'comparing notes'. His battery was assaulted late one night, and they couldn't see anything. When the perimeter posts started yelling (over the field-phones) the ***s were close enough to be using grenades, the guns started firing 'beehives' into the night. The next morning, the troops quit bothering with the tally when the body count went over 100 in the first fifteen minutes..... Oh, and that was when there was enough to be sure this was =one= body, not two or more. [i think he said the officers finally just gave up, counted the heads they could find and let it go at that...] [ January 21, 2004, 02:04 AM: Message edited by: exSpecForSgt ]

Nope, Oren, as I said I was in IFOR in Bosnia. Also, in '93 I was in "restore hope", Somalia as a LO for General Keymeulen in sector south out of Kismaayo. But, no, we did not have to actually kill people.</font>

I thought quite a bit before I started this reply, but decided the possible slur needed responding to, probably because I've had to deal with this very same "attitude" from my own father and most of the 'older adults' (the WWII generation) I know. Yes, the WWII vets came home as "heroes". The entire country was behind them, supported them, etc, etc, and, quite frankly, because they "won". Also, they went out in groups and came back in groups. That may not sound like much, but it means quite a lot, believe me. The fiasco in Viet Nam was a completely different situation. The country did not support the troops =or= why we were there. =To= =this= =day=, very few of the American populace know, or want to know, what that was all about. In the end, "we" "lost", something this (overly?) proud country has never had to deal with before. In the 'beginning', troops were sent over there in units, but quite soon people were being sent to units one or two at a time, like chunky bits being fed into a meat-grinder, and just as impersonally, too. And then, as if all this wasn't bad enough, most of the veterans' organizations that were there to help the WWII vets adjust, to help them heal inside, to give them support ... deliberately turned their backs on the VN vet. We were just a bunch of "whiners", "losers", "dope-heads", "baby-killers", blah, blah, blah ad nauseum. So, you have =terrible= memories and nightmares, can't sleep or adjust or relate to other people, and people are always looking at you like you're some kind of sick "monster". But far, far worse than all of that, you can now 'see' quite clearly where the government has been and is and continues to lie to the populace and manipulates them shamelessly ... and there is =NOTHING= you can do or say about it, because people flat =refuse= to listen to or believe you. In fact, the more you =prove= your point, the angrier they get, =at= =YOU=!! Yeah, sure, the WWII vets were all "heroes" and more VN vets committed suicide than were killed in action. So explain to me why this is supposed to 'surprise' me..... (And don't even get me started on that rat-b@st@rd Bush...! Just. Don't.) BTW, you all might find the book "On Killing" interesting and useful reading. It is used as a text at West Point, among other things.

I thought quite a bit before I started this reply, but decided the possible slur needed responding to, probably because I've had to deal with this very same "attitude" from my own father and most of the 'older adults' (the WWII generation) I know. Yes, the WWII vets came home as "heroes". The entire country was behind them, supported them, etc, etc, and, quite frankly, because they "won". Also, they went out in groups and came back in groups. That may not sound like much, but it means quite a lot, believe me. The fiasco in Viet Nam was a completely different situation. The country did not support the troops =or= why we were there. =To= =this= =day=, very few of the American populace know, or want to know, what that was all about. In the end, "we" "lost", something this (overly?) proud country has never had to deal with before. In the 'beginning', troops were sent over there in units, but quite soon people were being sent to units one or two at a time, like chunky bits being fed into a meat-grinder, and just as impersonally, too. And then, as if all this wasn't bad enough, most of the veterans' organizations that were there to help the WWII vets adjust, to help them heal inside, to give them support ... deliberately turned their backs on the VN vet. We were just a bunch of "whiners", "losers", "dope-heads", "baby-killers", blah, blah, blah ad nauseum. So, you have =terrible= memories and nightmares, can't sleep or adjust or relate to other people, and people are always looking at you like you're some kind of sick "monster". But far, far worse than all of that, you can now 'see' quite clearly where the government has been and is and continues to lie to the populace and manipulates them shamelessly ... and there is =NOTHING= you can do or say about it, because people flat =refuse= to listen to or believe you. In fact, the more you =prove= your point, the angrier they get, =at= =YOU=!! Yeah, sure, the WWII vets were all "heroes" and more VN vets committed suicide than were killed in action. So explain to me why this is supposed to 'surprise' me..... (And don't even get me started on that rat-b@st@rd Bush...! Just. Don't.) BTW, you all might find the book "On Killing" interesting and useful reading. It is used as a text at West Point, among other things.

I thought quite a bit before I started this reply, but decided the possible slur needed responding to, probably because I've had to deal with this very same "attitude" from my own father and most of the 'older adults' (the WWII generation) I know. Yes, the WWII vets came home as "heroes". The entire country was behind them, supported them, etc, etc, and, quite frankly, because they "won". Also, they went out in groups and came back in groups. That may not sound like much, but it means quite a lot, believe me. The fiasco in Viet Nam was a completely different situation. The country did not support the troops =or= why we were there. =To= =this= =day=, very few of the American populace know, or want to know, what that was all about. In the end, "we" "lost", something this (overly?) proud country has never had to deal with before. In the 'beginning', troops were sent over there in units, but quite soon people were being sent to units one or two at a time, like chunky bits being fed into a meat-grinder, and just as impersonally, too. And then, as if all this wasn't bad enough, most of the veterans' organizations that were there to help the WWII vets adjust, to help them heal inside, to give them support ... deliberately turned their backs on the VN vet. We were just a bunch of "whiners", "losers", "dope-heads", "baby-killers", blah, blah, blah ad nauseum. So, you have =terrible= memories and nightmares, can't sleep or adjust or relate to other people, and people are always looking at you like you're some kind of sick "monster". But far, far worse than all of that, you can now 'see' quite clearly where the government has been and is and continues to lie to the populace and manipulates them shamelessly ... and there is =NOTHING= you can do or say about it, because people flat =refuse= to listen to or believe you. In fact, the more you =prove= your point, the angrier they get, =at= =YOU=!! Yeah, sure, the WWII vets were all "heroes" and more VN vets committed suicide than were killed in action. So explain to me why this is supposed to 'surprise' me..... (And don't even get me started on that rat-b@st@rd Bush...! Just. Don't.) BTW, you all might find the book "On Killing" interesting and useful reading. It is used as a text at West Point, among other things.

Yes, it's a shame all that history is being lost. It's a shame it's being 'lost', because that means it will have to be learned all over again by another generation. [-comments deleted, because they're keeping me awake -- just as bad as nightmares-] *sigh* Yes, yes, I know - you =do= want to hear the stories, to learn, to understand, perhaps even to weap. So did I, once. But it hurts too much, mentally, spiritually. The funny stories, even the stupid stories, yeah, sure, no problem. The "seeing the elephant" stories - - sorry, they just hurt too much. I'm sorry. I've said too much. I'll shut up, now. And now that I've deleted most of my comments, =maybe= I can sleep tonight... maybe... [ January 10, 2004, 05:00 AM: Message edited by: exSpecForSgt ]

Yes, it's a shame all that history is being lost. It's a shame it's being 'lost', because that means it will have to be learned all over again by another generation. [-comments deleted, because they're keeping me awake -- just as bad as nightmares-] *sigh* Yes, yes, I know - you =do= want to hear the stories, to learn, to understand, perhaps even to weap. So did I, once. But it hurts too much, mentally, spiritually. The funny stories, even the stupid stories, yeah, sure, no problem. The "seeing the elephant" stories - - sorry, they just hurt too much. I'm sorry. I've said too much. I'll shut up, now. And now that I've deleted most of my comments, =maybe= I can sleep tonight... maybe... [ January 10, 2004, 05:00 AM: Message edited by: exSpecForSgt ]

Yes, it's a shame all that history is being lost. It's a shame it's being 'lost', because that means it will have to be learned all over again by another generation. [-comments deleted, because they're keeping me awake -- just as bad as nightmares-] *sigh* Yes, yes, I know - you =do= want to hear the stories, to learn, to understand, perhaps even to weap. So did I, once. But it hurts too much, mentally, spiritually. The funny stories, even the stupid stories, yeah, sure, no problem. The "seeing the elephant" stories - - sorry, they just hurt too much. I'm sorry. I've said too much. I'll shut up, now. And now that I've deleted most of my comments, =maybe= I can sleep tonight... maybe... [ January 10, 2004, 05:00 AM: Message edited by: exSpecForSgt ]

We =have=?! Geez, I guess I better get with the program, eh? Let's see: US Army, Special Forces, 1963-66(+), Germany (among other places); Seattle, Washington (state), USA; ???; (languages = Italian, German, Japanese, a bit of Spanish) Father's side: G'pa came to America to get out of WWI (smart move, IMO). Father was a radioman on a C-47 in a Troop Carrier Squadron. They were part of the North Africa, Sicily, Italy, and D-Day assaults (among other things), but was shot down over Bastogne. Spent the rest of the war in a POW camp outside of Munich. Spent his time in camp and VA hospital afterwards recovering from playing 'human torch' when his plane crashed... His brother was a veterinary student and exempt from service. Mother's side: Don't know much about them, but I know my mom was a 'Rosie the Riveter' at Boeing Plant #2 on the shores of the Duwamish making B-17s (after she moved here from the 'panhandle' of Nebraska). Stepfather was an infantryman in the 75th ID. The only picture I saw of him in uniform, he was an SFC and had a =bunch= of ribbons. When asked, all he'd say about any of it was that he was 'there from start to finish' and '=damn=, that winter was =cold=!'