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 Subject: American Naval History


Some little known American military history.


The U.S.S.  Constitution (Old Ironsides) as a combat vessel carried
48,600 gallons of fresh water for her crew of 475 officers and men.
This was sufficient to last six months of sustained operations at sea.  She
carried no evaporators (i.e.  fresh water distillers!).

However, let it be noted that according to her log, "On July 27, 1798,
the U.S.S.  Constitution sailed from Boston with a full complement of 475

officers and men, 48,600 gallons of fresh water, 7,400 cannon shot,
11,600 pounds of black powder and 79,400 gallons of rum."

Her mission: "To destroy and harass English shipping." Making Jamaica on
6 October, she took on 826 pounds of flour and 68,300 gallons of rum.

Then she headed for the Azores, arriving there 12 November.  She
provisioned with 550 pounds of beef and 64,300 gallons of Portuguese wine.

On 18 November, she set sail for England.  In the ensuing days she
defeated five British men-of-war and captured and scuttled
12 English merchantmen, salvaging only the rum aboard each.

By 26 January, her powder and shot were exhausted.  Nevertheless,
although unarmed she made a night raid up the Firth of Clyde in Scotland.  Her
landing party captured a whisky distillery and transferred 40,000
gallons of single malt Scotch aboard by dawn.  Then she headed home.

The U.S.S.  Constitution arrived in Boston on 20 February, 1799, with no
cannon shot, no food, no powder, no rum, no wine, no whisky and 38,600
gallons of stagnant water.

GO NAVY!


9:12:01 PM    comment []

SPRING FORWARD AND FALL OVER

 

It’s time again, my friends

for the curiously deluded Western race

to engage in that annual chrono-illogical phenomenon

against all odds

we make our Lewis Carrollian case

for a practice that seems to stem from the Necronomicon

the alchemists of old

strove to turn lead into gold

while we in our technological sophistication

engage in legislated sophistries

that turn the space-time continuosities

into a convoluted exercise

that defies

the chrono-synclastic infundibulation

Star-Trekkian time warps

perhaps owe their scientifically suspect origins

to a mid-twentieth century experimental corpse

called Daylight Savings Time

it seems that our so-called leaders

devised a scheme by which

farm kids who had never heard a rhyme

could walk to school in daylight

so they could work from dawn ‘til haylight

never missing a productive beat

so that an increasingly industrialized economy could rely

on thoroughly programmed workers

who left the farm to defy

their agricultural roots

to seek their problematic futures in the capitalistic cities

wherein time was subject to the whims

of disconnected corporate Walter Mittys

so bitch and moan though you may

over lost sleep in the month of April

you have only yourselves to blame for buying into a scheme

that falsely promised a more productive day

by twisting time into a more convenient form

that molds us into a more cohesive norm

my Grandpa had it right

when he said it with his customary foresight

that this was not a natural thing

for humans to twist time to their own occluded bight

he called it Congressional Savings Time

with any luck the professors of the future

will assign this twisted bit of poetry to their students

on the day when time bites its own tail

Omigod how the pupils will rail

over how to find an elusive rhyme scheme

in this tale of how naïve humanity

conquered the gods of logic and the metric system

to institute

something that defies all logic and all reason

to set our clocks ahead

one hour in the vernal season

 

             

                                                                                      Bellingham, WA

                                                                                      April, 2003


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