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091026-N-5319A-024 ATLANTIC OCEAN (Oct. 26, 2009) A Marine air crewman assigned to the amphibious assault ship USS Nassau (LHA 4) leans against a MH-53E Sea Dragon helicopter before flight operations during Composite Unit Training Exercise (COMPTUEX). COMPTUEX is designed to provide realistic training environments for U.S. naval forces that closely replicate the operational challenges routinely encountered during military operations worldwide. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 1st Class Brien Aho/Released)
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>>>>>JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Fri, May 19, 2006 10:02:20 AM
Subject: Re: Star Trek: TNG: Time's Arrow, June 15, 1992
What was the name of that Navy air base near where I was going to school at Dam Neck? I believe it was Oceania, which is similar to the name of the airline in Lost.
Kerry Burgess wrote:
[And what is it about this episode? What is it about "arrow"? This episode's Stardate ends with '001.' The original airdate for part 1 was June 15, which I believe is the date we left the PG in '88. My memory tells me I lived in a place called Arrowood on a corner with another street named Royal Pointe. Today I've been thinking about those song lyrics: Birds going flying at the speed of sound, to show you how it all began.
There was also that recent BSG episode where Starbuck went back to get an arrow. In that movie The Weatherman, he takes archery lessons and also mentions something about Fletchers. That movie Troy a few years ago featured Achilles getting shot with an arrow.]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Time%27s_Arrow_%28TNG_episode%29
Data's head is found in a cavern in San Francisco and determined to have been there since the 19th century. While the crew of the USS Enterprise investigates time-traveling aliens, Data is inadvertently transported back in time to the year 1893. There he meets Guinan, who is indigenous to that time period and has not yet met Data (Guinan is a member of the extremely long-lived El-Aurian species). Unfortunately, Mark Twain is also there, overhears Data tell Guinan that he is from the future, and suspects Data of trying to tamper with the past. Meanwhile, two of the time-traveling aliens are there too and feeding on the "energy" of humans, killing them in the process.
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/coldplay/speedofsound.html
Release date: 23 May 2005
All those signs, I knew what they meant.
Some things you can invent.
Some get made, and some get sent,
Ooh?
Birds go flying at the speed of sound,
to show you how it all began.
Birds came flying from the underground,
if you could see it then you'd understand,
ah, when you see it then you'll understand?
http://www.navyleague.org/sea_power/sep_03_45.php
The Wainwright's surface warriors had no time to celebrate. With an Iranian F-4 fighter quickly closing, the Wainwright's skipper ordered Standard missiles to the rail and away. Two birds streaked towards the jet, apparently causing damage as the plane rapidly fell before returning to Bandar Abbas.
http://www.usswainwright.org/decklog/decklogindx.htm
December 19, 2001
I CAN STILL HEAR THE HARPOON ROARING DOWN THE SIDE OF THE SHIP,AND THE CAPT SAYING DO WE HAVE A FIRE CONTROL SOLUTION ON JOSHAN,FCO AND USS SIMPSON,RESPONDED AFFIRMATIVE.THEN HE SAID"W"THIS IS "AW"RED AND FREE!FIRE SWC!!!BIRDS AFFIRM,BIRDS AWAYON HOSTILE TRACK#???? AS OUR MISILES ROARED OFF OUR LAUNCHERS,1 AFTER ANOTHER FROM OUR BATTLE GROUP,
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>>>>>JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 2:08 AM
God what a f---ed up dream. Makes me think of being tortured. They put you into a machine and you have to wriggle your way out, centimeter by centimeter and it is beyond claustrophobic and they look for your worst fears and every day they have a new day to exploit your worst fears and this g--damned doesn't even come close - not even g--damned close - to describing how bad it is.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 2:12 AM
They don't torture you with primarily physical pain, such as beatings, etc. Physical torture is easy to resist. For a while at least. If you are good, you can resist it for a long time. Depends on how far they take it though. But the real bastards look to get in your head and really screw with you. And they have weeks and months and years to just screw with your head and screw with your head because they are lunatics and this doesn't come goddamned close to describing how bad it was.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 8:55 AM
I woke up this time thinking, partially visualizing, flying an F-14 Tomcat over the ocean somewhere. I can almost visualize another F-14 flying on my wing. Suddenly, the other F-14 exploded but I can't actually visualize that part. I think both people parachuted out of that aircraft. Apparently another missile hit my aircraft, blew off the canopy, and knocked me unconscious. Then I can almost see us traveling straight down towards the ocean surface and the RIO in the seat behind me was yelling at me to wake up. I pulled up and engaged the two aircraft that fired at us. One was hit by my Sparrow but the other Sparrow missed. I went in and finished off the other one up close. I returned to the carrier and landed safely, and then passed out from a moderate concussion with blood running out from underneath my cracked helmet.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 9:00 AM
Or the RIO had been knocked out to from the explosion that tore off the canopy. What I was hearing was someone on the carrier yelling at me over the radio to pull up before I crashed into the ocean.
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>>>>>JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 9:45 AM
In my "memory" of that time in that Mustang, the guy sitting asleep all the time in the back seat of the car might actually represent that the RIO had been killed in the explosion that blew off the canopy of my F-14. The guy in the seat to the right of my might have been a pilot in another F-14 guiding me back to the carrier because I was suffering from a concussion.
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>>>>>JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 9:49 AM
How I managed to shoot down those two enemy fighters is beyond me. I imagine or remember that I left a wake on the ocean surface I came so close to it before I recovered control after the initial missile volley they sent at us. They got off another volley but none of those detonated around me.
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>>>>>JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 2:15 PM
I have this "memory" of a guy I was riding with when we first starting going to fox hunt competition in Ben Lomond. I was riding with him because we were field judges and I hadn't got to the point of operating on my own as a field judge. He was telling me that he sang well when music was playing but he didn't sound so good without the music. I didn't think he sang well either way.
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>>>>>JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/18/07 3:12 PM
I wonder if the day I wrote about recently, where the F-14 on my wing exploded from a missile hit and my canopy was shattered by another one, was when President Reagan was listening in to us from the White House, for some reason. I'm not sure why he was listening in to our communications, but I am thinking that it was because he was listening that we were jumped. One notion is that my wingman and I were observing a Soviet bomber and their fighter escort went hostile.
I have also been wondering if that photo on my instrument panel that brought me back to consciousness as the controllers were yelling at me to pull up
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>>>>>JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/21/07 2:32 PM
All right. So it appears my work wasn't finished when I walked out of Microsoft and I was loaned to the U.S. Congress.
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"Space: Above And Beyond"
"Stardust"
April 19, 1996
Episode 20 DVD:
00:26:22
Lt. Colonel T.C. McQueen: They're dead, aren't they?
Commodore Ross: The Five Eight? Don't tell me you've succumbed to those bizarre rumors.
Lt. Colonel T.C. McQueen: In World War 2, prior to D-Day, the British placed false information about the European invasion on the body of a man who just died of pneumonia. They dressed him as a high-ranking officer, and put him in the English Channel via submarine. The Germans discovered the body, and re-deployed several Panzer divisions away from the area. It was a crucial deception that aided the Allied victory. The passengers in the APC are dead.
Commodore Ross: If I knew, I couldn't confirm.
Lt. Colonel T.C. McQueen: While looking into the Second World War I found something else. Operation Naye'i. Naye'i is a Navajo word for "alien gods." During the war we used Native Americans as radio operators. Navajo was the only native language the enemy couldn't crack. I assume any disinformation regarding the location of Operation Roundhammer would be written in code, to make it appear to the enemy to be top secret information.
Commodore Ross: We are not at liberty to discuss this.
Lt. Colonel T.C. McQueen: I have no problem with the mission - if that's what it is. But there is something that bothers me, Commodore. For disinformation to be effective, we would want the Chigs to crack the code. Why would the code be written in a language that even other people on Earth couldn't crack? Unless we knew the enemy was familiar with the language.
00:28:42
1LT Cooper Hawkes: Colonel.
Colonel Klingman: Lieutenant.
1LT Cooper Hawkes: I was wondering if you could answer a few questions about a-all this.
Colonel Klingman: Telepresence has been around for quite some time. The Russians first used it in 1998 to explore Mars. Telepresence is an interactive computer graphics system which provides the operator with the illusion of being immersed in a simulated environment.
1LT Cooper Hawkes: My question isn't really about the system. It's about you.
Colonel Klingman: You got a problem with me?
1LT Cooper Hawkes: Yeah.
Colonel Klingman: Sit down.
1LT Cooper Hawkes: You won't be there. I mean, you yourself? You seem okay to me. You seem like you know what you're doin' with this stuff. But a machine - all this? It can't feel what we do out there. When we're under enemy attack and it just becomes one big hairy fur ball and you don't know up from down and your heart's pounding 'cause you're taking enemy fire from your 6:00 and 12:00 and you barely have time to think for yourself - somehow we all just know. We feel where each other are. And I'm there for them and they're for me.
Colonel Klingman: You're talking about situational awareness.
1LT Cooper Hawkes: Yeah! And I don't see how you can have it sitting on a closet on the Saratoga. Now, I'm not trying to rag on you but have you ever had your wingman - a good buddy - blown out of the sky then have to drive on while g-forces are tearing you out of your seat?
Colonel Klingman: I'm an engineer, Lieutenant.
1LT Cooper Hawkes: And then puke all over yourself when you came out of the roll?
Colonel Klingman: Yes, but not in an airplane.
1LT Cooper Hawkes: Have you ever been shot at?
Colonel Klingman: No. I've never been in a dogfight. But why must I have taken a life in order for you to trust me? This machine - these wires - will save millions of lives. This plan - my idea - is my part to bring everyone home soon. Safe. And I would think you could believe in and trust someone who's working to be able to spend a night with you back home rather than going out to look up your name on some war memorial wall. I believe in my plan. I believe in myself.
