Fire Adventure

Apparently, I am not the only one in the Snipe household that knows how to perform rapid response tasks during an emergency.  Mrs. Snipe and Pocket Monkey contained a brush fire until the pros arrived.  I was at work late that night so I missed it.

Mrs. Snipe noticed a growing fire out the back window.  She directed Pocket Monkey to call 911 and report it.  Meanwhile, she filled a bucket with water and started dousing the fire.  She kept going until the fire department arrived.  That is US Navy Rapid Response 101.  She explained that her goal was to keep the fire away from the cars in the adjacent parking lot.  I teased her when she told the story later that night when I got home.  She used a bucket of water, which is a lot better than nothing.  There is a fire extinguisher about 10 steps from our door, that is hard to see.

As always, a crowd gathered.  Nobody was helping.  Mrs. Snipe is not trained.  She has basic adult knowledge of how a fire works.  She has heard some of my stories.  Whether or not that helped her at the time, we will never know.  Mama Bear’s cub was in perceived danger and she acted.

I am very proud of Mrs. Snipe, the one woman bucket brigade.  I wish I would have been home to help.  I would have started barking orders and doing work, much like the Good Samaritan story from a while back.  Training is good.  Training is not always necessary.  Untrained people do extraordinary tasks all the time.  To all the looky-loos, next time grab a bucket.


Basic Defense

In the local news out here, a guy in Texas that defended his daughter is in the news.  I shall analyze and comment.

At a large private gathering of people, a grown man started acting inappropriately toward a young female child and it escalated.  The Dad, by sheer dumb luck happened to walk in.  And commenced to laying the smack down.  In the process, the perpetrator died.  Papa Bear was using bare hands.

The question at large is, was Daddy wrong?

I feel, based on my federal deadly force training, that the Dad was right.  Some in California say that he robbed the perpetrator of due process when he killed the man.  I have heard this discussion during training.  I disagree strongly.  The perpetrator was robbing the little girl of her due process.

This event happened in TX.  The Sheriff declared it to be within the proper guidelines and turned his evidence over to the DA.  Thus far, the DA is still figuring out what to do in order to make all his voters happy.

Defense of self and others is allowed in the Deadly Force chain.  As is prevention of serious offenses against persons.  Serious offenses against others includes rape as a primary example.

I wish to point out that the father was using bare hands.  That implies no premeditation.  His daughter was in danger and he reacted.  I feel it was a “righteous kill”.

Some people in CA think he overreacted.  I disagree.  If my son or daughter was in that position, you may bet your last pair of shoes that I would probably do the same thing, if not retrieve my pistol from the stash box.  I feel that the little girl’s dad was right.  Feel free to add your .02 in the comments.

A right good story

One of my buddies from USS Last Ship is taking my spot when I leave.  He is also an HT2.  We were swapping sea stories and news of mutual friends one day, and I remembered a doozy of a knee slapper.  This is a good place to remind you I was more fresh air than snipe on the last ship.

I was on Shore Patrol with a Chinese-American EM.  She spoke Chinese.  I was picked because of my size.  She was very well endowed for a female of Chinese ancestry.  We were tsked with walking around and “showing the flag”.  Junior sailors could ask us for directions, or we could help them make proper decisions.

Late in the evening, the Officer in Charge (OIC) tasked us to wander into the various no-tell motels and herd the E-4 and junior back to the ship.  We walked into the first one, and the mama-san spoke to my partner in Chinese.  I speak about three words of Chinese.  I am fluent in pissed off though.  And EM1 sounded pretty pissed off when she replied.  We finished our assigned task and went back to patrolling. I asked her why she sounded angry when she was talking to the mama-san.

“HT1,” she said, “She thought I was a hooker!”

I cracked up.  Lucky for me my brain to mouth filter kicked in, or I would have probably been in trouble.  I wanted to point out that her extra large chest region may have led to that assumption, but I kept my mouth shut out of decency.  I laugh about that incident often.

Those who have gone before(again)

While making the rounds of the blogroll, has reminded me of two monumental events in history that today is the anniversary of:

1942World War II: Battle of Midway. U.S. Navy dive bombers sink the Japanese cruiser Mikuma and four Japanese carriers, the Kaga, Akagi, Hiryu and Soryu. The Japanese don’t give up yet, but the Imperial Japanese Navy is done for. Snipe comments: This was the turning point of the War in the Pacific.  This is also why a US Sailor can pretty much get free drinks all over Australia.  They remember and they aren’t even American.  All sailors learn the importance of this battle from boot camp onward.  If not for this battle, Australia was on the Japs list of coming attractions. 

1944World War II: Battle of Normandy begins. D-Day, code named Operation Overlord, commences with the landing of 155,000 Allied troops on the beaches of Normandy in France. The Allied soldiers quickly break through the Atlantic Wall and push inland in the largest amphibious military operation in history. Watch the opening scenes of “Saving Private Ryan”.

I have admitted in many previous posts that I have the utmost respect and awe for, “…those who have gone before me, to defend freedom and democracy around the world.”

The men who participated in the above battles, from all services, are the reason I could choose which branch of service to join.  They are the reason I can hillbilly it up right now, which amounts to drinking beer and watching the CMT Music Awards on TV.

Now for what tears it.  We receive a monthly calendar from our apartment complex that highlights “important” or noteworthy dates in history.  There is no mention of D-Day.  It talks about The Globe in England, the original Stars and Stripes, a roller coaster in Coney Island, Ford’s first auto, and a bunch of other historical shenanigans and drivel, i.e the founding of CNN.  I guess the moonbats running this place don’t want us to remember the sound trouncing thier ideas took in the ’40s.

Today marks the anniversary of one of the most well known battles in history.  If you are an American, it is your duty to remember.  That is all.  Fall out, and carry out the plan of the day.

Man your ship and bring her to life

My ship has been receiving the nautical equivalent of a high mileage tune-up.  Many major systems had been shut down for safety.  We have started bringing everything back online and it has been a pain. For the last 5 days, we have been working late.  A lot of water pipes ruptured when we pressed the systems up to check for leaks.  Apparently, breakers don’t like large volumes of water being sprayed on them.  I had duty for that one.  In this kind of situation, when the alarm goes off, the emergency party is all a-holes and elbows geting to their appointed place.  I called that one early in the AM at roll call.

“If you are on the Inport Emergency Team, expect problems and don’t go far.  We are bringing firemain back up today.”

I spoke those words first thing in the morning.  The water rupture happened shortly after lunch.

My shop owns four tanks and two major systems.  Several sensors had rusted toward stuck and needed freed.  We found an old way.  When one of the Engineman saw the contents of my tool bag, I think he grimaced.  It contained a pipe wrench, a cheater bar, and a big friendly mallet.

To summarize, we have been hammering stuck sensors free, activating major systems and cleaning up the mess that results when you bring big equipment out of lay-up.