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Wheat From The Chaff



Talk about making hay.

Boq

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Now *there's* a nice moment of Gunner Zen.
 
 Yes, Indeed!
 
Holding yer hands upside yer helmet prolly won't give you any really effective hearing protection. Hey, if  it makes you feel better...

I recommend the soft foam earplugs, sold damn' near everwhere in all shapes and colors. I will not attend Divine Services without having my ears well stopped up. There is absolutely no reason to use electrically amplified music in Christian services. Heck, we managed to get through dang near two millenia without even electric lights!
 
P. s.  Let me explain. I love everything about the Church I attend, the doctrine, the camaradery, the catholicity (with a a lower-case c. sorrry, Beth) the people speaking up as if in a Quaker Meeting, the women falling over backwards, the men talking weird nonsensical syllables,  the ritual of Communion as done for two millenia, BCP style, but I will say this:

The music utterly sucks. It's a bunch of newage (rhymes with sewage) annoying unsingable (at least by a man) silly modern popular-style stuff.

I will say this for my Pastor: His guitar is a Kaman, an Adama.  Also, he used to ride a two-stroke street bike when he was younger.
 
Holding yer hands upside yer helmet prolly won't give you any really effective hearing protection.

The helmet has earcups in it -- you press on the outside to make a tighter seal on the inside.

 
And the other guy is wearing ear muffs...
 
I do wonder whether that boom-boom candy that they are chewing is the 1974 Vintage Italian Ammo that was sold to The UAE, then Resold to us back in '01, which we in turn re-resold to a U.S. subsidiary of an Israeli company, which we in turn shipped from Muscat to Mobile Ala, on the same ship that was ferrying Celine Dion's new yacht on board, and got her hull banged-up in transit... Trucked to Anniston where the old ammo was reshuffled, and subsequently we helped reship back to Mobile Alabama, and sent to Haifa to its proud new owners.

From this vantage point, those Ammo Cans look *just* like them.

And if  you ask me whether I miss being in *Da Bidnezz*, the answer is YESSSSSS!
 
 You just miss the money (no crime there) and teh Byzantine shuffling of teh goods.
 
I don't miss the money that much (though I'm flat-arsed broke right now), as that wasn't my focus.  What I miss most is the creative Byzantinning one had to do to get things done.  That always got my juices flowing.

That particular convoluted deal was done in order to get 155mm Ammo from a Muslim country to the final user in Israel.  We - a U.S.  company - got in the middle to make it happen, and save faces on all sides involved... and still manage to keep things all legal BTW.  And how Celine Dion got accidentally bumped in the middle of it all just can't be made-up. - Fun times.
 
Dang, Boq!  I think that you are braver than that Bill Gunston person, who  wrote all those aviation books.  He wrote, in one of them, that he did not wish to describe in detail what he knew about a particular aircraft deal between countries, because he did not want his bloated dead body to show up floating in a canal somewhere.
 
Heh - If I ever turn Crab-kibbles in the Anacostia, there's but one nefarious individual to blame: That Evil Songstress From Montreal.