Monday 4 July 2011

The Bomb Line. 2 of ?

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Although this shouty, sweary and rancid swill pool tends to the extreme in its immoderate and intemporate language there will never be a word printed here desecrating the memory of all those who fell from the sky so that I could sit here talking bollox. When I stand amongst their gravestones I know that better people than I could ever be gave it all and although the words here may contrive to give offence those of you who’ve been here since the beginning, 2 years ago now, know that this is a three part namshub. It is getting called out. It cannot refuse, for to do so would consign it to oblivion. The very best that it can hope for is another untidy draw. Well this time sunshine you are getting booted so far out of touch that oblivion will seem a near neighbour. You completely useless evil entity.

Have you ever had a good swaatch at the armament of the immediate post war jet fighter aircraft? If I mention Korean Policing Action, what comes to mind? You know the Policing Action which hasn’t yet stopped. Got it? Funny the words used by those who infest the corridors of power and collusion. A collision of reality, unreality and make believable fiction. Plausible deniability reductio ad absurdem. I mean what is kinetic military action?

I’ll tell you what it is. It is like asking you lover to give you a good rimming and then dropping a big one in their face. Then snikkering and making out how you are real sorry but it wasn’t really a deliberate shitting in your face kinetic action. There is something of the Stockholm syndrome at work here, the ordinary punter in the West is constantly scraping shit off their faces and wondering “How the fuck did that happen again? Must be my fault.”

So Policing Action, no not killing UKplc subjects.

Oh BTW when I listen to Sunrise Radio, “The greatest Asian radio station in the world”, there is a constant barrage of advertisments from lawyers hoping to help prospective Asian occupants of the, currently, open prison that is UKplc. The gulag with entertainment. When they close the theatres again you’ll soon find out what NOAHide means. The adverts always say “citizenship”.

Get this clear. There are no citizens in Camp STASI. There are no free people in the land of the bailliff. There is only property and its theft. No matter how many times the phukkshmurphs in Westminster say the word “citizen” in connection with the indentured inmates of UKplc we will not do a Windscale and go all Sellafield. As usual these hubristic criminals, these OOPart, don’t realise that we’ve self innoculated ourselves from their occult chantings.

Nudge Nudge Marketing no longer works lads. The direct approach of the LPP is upon us.

Back to killing UKplc subjects. Did you see that typical Grauniad conflation. The poor slob was not G20ing. He. Like me, would have been sauntering back home after a few lunchtime bevvies. Going back along his usual route. His daily routine. Unfortunately for the poor man a bunch of foundation sponsored clowns were giving the local LPP a live fire exercise and opportunity to to try out their Israeli paramilitary training on the local numpties.

Policing action as in killing lots and lots of people. H/T ROK Drop.

When the fighter jocks tangled over the Yalu, one side had 0.5in cal guns and the other side had phekking great cannons, 23mm & 37mm. Now no one ever mentions the strange fact that the commie jets were Rothschild tech., UKplc reaction jets and Nazi aerodynamic concepts. The USofA corp jets were Rockefeller tech., UKplc reaction jets and Nazi aerodynamic concepts. One thing that gives the never mentioned game away is that armament. The stinking commies were shit scared that the bomb line was coming East. They were tooled up to break up large airframes. USofA corp was tooled up to dog fight like the air was full of Bf109s again.

However when the jocks saw their 0.5in cal bullets spanging off the airframes of the Commie jets it became clear who’d been and who’d not spoken to the Nachtjäger Experten.

The guys with the jazz music knew that a stupid little 0.303in gun was not going to do anything to something as chunky as a Lancaster. For in a very soundly engineered large aircraft the airframe is essentially bullet proof. It has to be broken up by pumping high explosives into it. Even in a purely ballistic sense the bleeding of energy from a small calibre projectile moving through the air is more pronounced than a similar velocty larger calibre weapon. The guy with the larger calibre can simply stand off at a safe distance and take you down.

“Well why didn’t they give our aircrew bigger guns” I hear you ask? Well not to put too fine a point on it that was not part of the plan. These brave men were flying semidisposable bomb trucks after all and the main task was to drop HE on the bomb line, not carry heavier defensive weapons which would have eaten into that deliverable payload fraction.

You see I don’t reckon all this strategic bombing theorising was the truth of the matter. There was no attempt to really win the war by sending bomber streams over Germany every night. There was no real strategy in a military sense. What we have here is classic misdirection. The overall religious war strategy was far more complex and gives us a good glimpse of the realtive strengths of the senior and cadet branches of the djinn’s assigned worshippers on this earth in the 1940s.

One of the give aways, to my mind, is the callous cover up over the jazz musik. Which apparently was to come as a total surprise to Bomber Command after the gunfire and sniper had stopped. This in a land knee deep in Operational Researchers!