Thursday, 29 January 2009

It's Time again to reflect on our past,and ponder the future.

Well here we go again.the last post which I shall try to remember disappeared forever on writing the last paragraph, so much for blogger save,
try as I May to retrieve said post I remained calm except for a few Japanese swearwords. Trying to recall what was written previously is near
impossible but I shall give it a go, but cut it short.

My visit to the Vascular doc on Tuesday was Ok, my next visit on April 28 may include a prep for more surgery soon after, thereby stuffing up
our proposed visit to the UK this coming summer, however,being alive is important if one has to travel.
Last night we watched A rerun of an old movie 'Zulu' about the battle at Rorkes Drift in 1879 ? 65 years before the end of WW2, which brings
to mind the end of WW2 64 years ago, and particularly today Jan 29 which is etched in my mind for all time.

The interview with the Clark committee - a bunch of federal bureaucrats with limited knowledge of any subject matter, related to whether us
the Brits were entitled to the medical benefits gold card. but it was never going to be, this bunch of dolts were given instructions by all
pollies not to give in to our demands. They asked "Did we have any Aircraft Carriers in our fleet The British Pacific Fleet?" In reply
a complete list of all ships was produced. this produced a stand off, and later a refusal but no reason given.

During one of our sorties with the Japanese on Jan 24 1945 the British Pacific Fleet Air arm destroyed the oil refineries at Palembang in
Sumatra, during this attack we lost over 40 aircraft shot down, some pilots were rescued after ditching, however nine crew shot down but
baled out over jap territory were captured the beaten and brutalised and made to stand in the hot sun for hours. four days later these
mostly 19 & 20 year olds were taken to a beach and beheaded, their bodies broken and thrown into the sea. today is the anniversary of this
ghastly atrocity.

10 October 2005


Battleships, 40,000 ton 4. / 2, one French
Fleet Aircraft Carriers 5.
Escort Aircraft Carriers 12. / 16
Heavy & light Cruisers .
6 to 8,000 Tons 10, 2 NZ,1 Canadian. / 13, 1 Dutch
Destroyers 40, 6 on loan to RAN. / 45, 1 dutch 2 French
The above ships formed the fighting force, except the 6 RAN destroyers on No Angry Shot Duties escorting Supply Ships and 'Bringing up the Mail' The "GOLD CARD MEN'*****

Frigates & Sloops 31./ 59, 5 R Indian Navy
Submarines 29. /14
Minesweepers 33./ 31, 15 R INDIAN NAVY
Landing ships - 21.
Maintenance/Repair ships 15. /21.
Fleet Oil Tankers 22.
Hospital Ships 6.
Ammunition & Store Ships 43.

TOTALS 245 Ships in all./ 222 Ships in all.

BTW Check out the ***** The OZ gold card men.

On returning to the U/K ten months after the war in Europe had ceased; on a freezing cold day in March 1946. Our ship the former Flagship of the BPF the Battleship HMS King George V, failed to raise any interest from the public after being away nearly two years. That is the reason we are called "The Forgotten fleets"

The OZ navy. Well a three month trip to swing around a buoy up the Gulf for three months, gets you the gold card a frigging gong and pension for life. I must have been born too soon.

Tuesday, 20 January 2009

A Modern Japanese Parable

A Japanese Modern Parable.
( Company Toyota ) and an American company (General Motors) decided to have a canoe race on the Missouri River . Both teams practiced long and hard to reach their peak performance before the race.

On the big day, the Japanese won by a mile.

The Americans, very discouraged and depressed, decided to investigate the reason for the crushing defeat. A management team made up of senior management was formed to investigate and recommend appropriate action.

Their conclusion was the Japanese had 8 people rowing and 1 person steering, while the American team had 7 people steering and 2 people rowing.

Feeling a deeper study was in order; American management hired a consulting company and paid them a large amount of money for a second opinion.

They advised, of course, that too many people were steering the boat, while not enough people were rowing.

Not sure of how to utilize that information, but wanting to prevent another loss to the Japanese, the rowing team's management structure was totally reorganized to 4 steering supervisors, 2 area steering superintendents and 1 assistant superintendent steering manager.

They also implemented a new performance system that would give the 2 people rowing the boat greater incentive to work harder. It was called the 'Rowing Team Quality First Program,' with meetings, dinners and free pens for the rowers. There was discussion of getting new paddles, canoes and other equipment, extra vacation days for practices and bonuses. The pension program was trimmed to 'equal the competition' and some of the resultant savings were channeled into morale boosting programs and teamwork posters.

The next year the Japanese won by two miles.

Humiliated, the American management laid-off one rower, halted development of a new canoe, sold all the paddles, and canceled all capital investments for new equipment. The money saved was distributed to the Senior Executives as bonuses.

The next year, try as he might, the lone designated rower was unable to even finish the race (having no paddles,) so he was laid off for unacceptable performance, all canoe equipment was sold and the next year's racing team was out-sourced to India .

Sadly, the End.

Here's something else to think about: General Motors has spent the last thirty years moving much of its production out of the US , claiming they can't make money paying American wages.

TOYOTA has spent the last thirty years building more than a dozen plants inside the US . The last quarter's results:

TOYOTA makes 4 billion in profits while General Motors racked up 9 billion in losses.

General Motors folks are still scratching their heads, and collecting bonuses... and now wants the Government to 'bail them out'.


Now click on the book picture.
'Waving Goodbye to a Thousand Flies'. By J L Spencer.
Click the Book Pic at top right for Purchase info. Vest has received more books from the publisher, and more have arrived before Xmas, Email me for a Quote for a signed copy, AUSTRALIAN READERS $26..00. Overseas approx $29..00 - $31..00.

Tuesday, 13 January 2009

PETA "People Eating Tasty Animals.

Fishy odour as PETA lures hapless donors

THE stereotype of the harmless British eccentric, dressed, perhaps, in ill-fitting knitted clothing of his own design, was once a staple of comedy.

It’s a pity that today’s eccentrics are not as benign.

Take the nauseating international lobbying groups such as Greenpeace and more recently, People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, PETA, which calculatingly target those in whose veins flows the milk of human kindness - and then siphon off as much of that milk as possible before the hapless donors discover they have been hit by professional leeches.

There is little Greenpeace will not do to raise funds from people whose only flaw is that they cannot comprehend that an organisation which boasts its good intentions would actually fabricate untruths and falsify evidence to bolster its extremist environmental campaigns.

It has been serially caught out with its fraudulent claims that certain industries have released dioxins, notably the Nu-Farm fertiliser company in Victoria, but linking the words “green” and “peace” triggers such surges of empathy among some, that they are blind to the global pressure group’s flaws.

PETA stepped in where Greenpeace stepped off, directing its campaigns at young women, particularly, who hoped to make their mark in the worlds of acting and modelling.

Few ploys are guaranteed to gain as much attention as naked young women, and despite PETA’s anti-fur demonstrations being little more than a blatant appeal to sexism, the feminist lobby was as silent about the unclad protesters as it has been about Islam’s treatment of women as lesser beings.

PETA was able to recruit a clutch of high-profile representatives from among the usual coven of semi-celebrities hoping to lift their magazine profiles from thoughtless banality to at least the level of fingernail clinic intellectualism to spearhead the push against mulesing of merino sheep.

Anyone familiar with the production of fine wool would be aware that the merino breed, which furnishes the world’s better quality suiting, has a wrinkly skin beneath its woolly fleece.

That skin is particularly vulnerable to fly strike, especially around the sheep’s breech, where the wool is more likely to be damp and dirty from urine and faeces.

Mulesing is the best means of protecting fly-struck sheep from a lingering and painful death.

Empty-headed fashionistas and animal liberationists do not know this however, possibly because merinos rarely make an appearance in the inner urban salons and cafes where latte is served.

The wool industry does though, and while working to find better solutions, is being crippled by mindless objectors who buy the PETA line but never see the dying and crippled sheep that might have been saved, but for PETA’s anti-mulesing campaign.

PETA has reached new heights, or perhaps, has submerged to new depths with its current anti-fishing campaign.

Not only do anglers around Australia face growing threats from such lobby groups as the NSW National Parks Association, a group that has taken it upon itself to offer gratuitous advice to the State Government about the need to quarantine vast areas of the coastal waters from all forms of fishing, and inhibit the recreational use of swaths of accessible waterways, PETA has now also plunged in to add its mite to the propaganda war.

Demonstrating that April is not the only month for fools to parade publicly, PETA last week launched a campaign to get the public to call fish - no kidding - “sea kittens”.

This is apparently intended to make the idea of a fish meal less inviting.

Admittedly, kits-and-chips does not have the quite same ring to it as fish-and-chips but fortunately, The Daily Telegraph’s readers were well ahead of the radical protest group and responded to the new ploy as they so often do, with typical Aussie humour.

In an e-mail to the lively Online page, Mick West wrote: “Sea kitten on the barbie, or PETA pie sounds good.”

Another reader, who suggested a juicy lamb meal, or a side of fallow deer, said he fully supported PETA - People Eating Tasty Animals.

It almost seems a shame that PETA’s anti-seafood campaign was launched as the number of shark attacks around Australian beaches soared.

As eccentric as it may have been, the PETA people were matched in their lunacy by claims from The Sydney Morning Herald’s ever-hysterical environmental cheer squad that a king tide yesterday would give Sydneysiders a foretaste of the perils of rising sea levels brought on by global warming.

While the good citizens of Balmain may have rushed to the bottom of their (fairy) gardens with their tape measures, to those who live and work around the waterfront, yesterday’s tide seemed no greater or lesser than the tides which normally occur about this time of year

Predictably, global warming’s rising tide failed to lift all boasts.

Sunday, 11 January 2009

Ask yourself always : "How can this be done better".

Hamas feeding kids a TV diet of hatred

ISRAEL’S Operation Cast Lead is unfolding like a familiar soap opera on the nightly news.

A series of Palestinian terrorists making blood-curdling threats against Israelis, a hail of missiles aimed at Israeli civilian targets, retaliatory strikes against the terrorists - who unfailingly seek to shelter behind innocent civilians - followed by scenes of weeping parents at crowded hospitals.

It is a plot line designed to soften the hardest heart. Unfortunately, those who buy the tear-jerking material unquestioningly are being duped.

No one, let alone a parent raised in a Western culture, could imagine placing children directly in harm’s way or encouraging impressionable infants to worship death but that is what the thugs and murderers responsible for the slaughter in Gaza have been doing.

It is an Islamist thing and Palestinian TV, often subsidised by the United Nations and European Union, is full of it.

In regular drama directed at kindergarten-aged children, children are taught that martyrdom is a beautiful state to aspire to, that suicide bombers are heroes and heroines and that even cartoon characters can sing and dance and murder their way into paradise.

Palestinian Media Watch and the Middle East Media Research Institute have been documenting this extraordinary perversion in recent years.

Among the scripts translated from Arabic is a cute story of the four-year-old daughter of female suicide bomber Reem Riyashi, shown singing to her dead mother and swearing to follow in her explosive footsteps. The video clip, aired on Hamas TV, depicts the little child asking her mother what she is carrying (it is explosives) and why she is putting on a hijab. All is made clear when the local newspaper (and headstone) reveals that mummy dearest was no soccer-mum but indeed a bomber-mum.

“Instead of me you carried a bomb in your hands. Only now, I know what was more precious than us . . . may your steps be blessed,” the little girl sings.

“Send greetings to our Messenger (Mohammed) and tell him: ‘Duha loves you.’ My love will not be (merely) words. I am following Mummy in her steps.”

At which point she finds some explosives her bomb-loving mum left in a drawer and picks up a stick, happily singing: “Oh Mummy, Oh Mummy.”

Don’t think this is some aberration. Abhorrent agitprop is the currency of Palestinian children’s television programming, with even cartoon characters depicting martyrdom as a highly desirable goal.

In a regular show on Hamas TV early last year, giant rabbit “Assud” replaced his brother “Nahoul” - a giant bee who had died after failing to get into hospital in Egypt for surgery.

Assud told his young audience: “We are all ready to sacrifice ourselves for the sake of our homeland. We will sacrifice our souls and everything we own for the homeland”, vowing also to “get rid of the Jews and eat them up”.

Regular viewers would recall Nahoul himself replaced “Farfour”, the Hamas mouse who was shown being “killed” on the show by an Israeli soldier in 2007.

As the young female host Saraa Bahoum told her audience: “Yes, my dear children, we have lost our dearest friend Farfour. Farfour was martyred while defending his land, the land of his fathers and forefathers. He was martyred at the hand of criminals, the murderers, the murderers of innocent children who killed Iman Hijo, Muhammed Al-Dura and many others.”

The martyred mouse was more likely a victim of copyright lawyers who saw too close a resemblance to Disney’s Mickey Mouse but that wasn’t in the script.

The bee made that clear when he said: “I want to continue in the path of Farfour - the path of Islam, of heroism, of martyrdom, of the mujahidin. Me and my friends will follow in the footsteps of Farfour. We will take revenge upon the enemies of Allah, the killer of the prophets and of the innocent children, until we liberate Al-Aqsa from their impurity. We place our trust in Allah.”

Indoctrinating children to become suicide bombers and human shields is a declared goal of Hamas, as Fathi Hamad, a representative of the terrorist organisation, proudly told the Palestine Authority Legislative Council last year.

“For the Palestinian people death became an industry at which women excel and so do all people on this land: the elderly excel, the Jihad fighters excel and the children excel,” Hamad said.

“Accordingly (Palestinians) created a human shield of women, children, the elderly and the Jihad fighters against the Zionist bombing machine, as if they were saying to the Zionist enemy: ‘We desire death as you desire life’.”

To ensure that the “death industry” doesn’t experience a slow-down, Hamas has placed its fighters in civilian homes, schools and hospitals.

It would be inhuman in the extreme not to feel sympathy for the children being used in this callous manner but it would be unintelligent not to ask why those who are exploiting them are not being called to account.

Now click on the book picture.
'Waving Goodbye to a Thousand Flies'. By J L Spencer.
Click the Book Pic at top right for Purchase info. Vest has received more books from the publisher, and more will arrive before Xmas, Email me for a Quote for a signed copy, AUSTRALIAN READERS $26..00. Overseas approx $29..00 - $31..00.

Wednesday, 7 January 2009

Happy New Year Everyone.'Vest is Back'

Still sore in places I shall not mention, this is to be expected so I have been informed; mainly by those who have witnessed the experience of like sufferers but not suffered themselves. Having woken from my op, my first reaction was I had been kicked in the goolies by a horse.
I cannot record any moments of joy or hilarity during my stay in Gosford hospital despite the overall high efficiency of the staff, particularly a male nurse originally from Sri Lanka. On the down side was blonde 40 nurse vinegar tits, to whom I smilingly delivered a sentence of well chosen words on my departure.
The after care has been provided by nearest and dearest and calls from the community nurse. Today I shall venture forth to the shops, the walking may assist my present sluggish gait.
I have not had a 'Drink' for 27 days, water and tea yes. I have now lost seven kilos within the same time frame, I am also eating less but enough, hopefully the trend will continue.
Here is a timely reminder of the past. and if any teenagers are reading this particulaly over indulged 'P' platers, consider yourselves lucky you were not around 67 years ago.

My First Career
On 5 January 1942, I went to Shotley Royal Naval Base for a medical
examination, which I passed despite being under the height requirement
of five feet. I was four feet ten and a half inches, six stone six lbs (42.3 kg),
and fifteen years, five months and twenty days old. I was an under-sized,
under-aged piece of ‘cannon fodder.’ The school received a twenty-five
pound Sterling bounty payment upon my delivery to the Royal Navy.
My body was sold for approximately 55p or Aus $1-15 a Kilo or 30 cents
U/S per lb.
After a gruelling train journey to Fleetwood (near Liverpool,) I
embarked in the early morning on the Isle of Man steam packet, ‘Rushen
Castle’. It took four hours to get to Douglas, the capital and main port on
the Isle of Man. I hadn’t been at sea for four years.
Looking piteously at the first-timers berleying on the boisterous Irish
sea, I was reminded of my first experience of sea sickness on a
Portsmouth to Isle Of Wight ferry in 1938 the ‘Lorna Doone,’ a coal
burning paddle steamer that smelled of beer, egg sandwiches, and tarred
rope. I believe it was put to good use evacuating soldiers from Dunkirk
(Dunkerque) France in June 1940.
The Bible in my possession said, ‘To John Leonard Spencer on the
Feast of the Epiphany, 7 January 1942.” It was signed by the Rev.
Harling. I often wonder if the Rev. Harling ever made it to heaven.
Some of the other entrants who wore sailor’s gear like mine were from
other navy schools. Some wore civilian clothes. It was Wednesday, 7
January 1942. I was now a boy, 2nd Class RN. The Americans had beaten
me to this war thing by thirty-one days, but I was better prepared than
most for my next encounter with a new type of authority.

Now click on the book picture.
'Waving Goodbye to a Thousand Flies'. By J L Spencer.
Click the Book Pic at top right for Purchase info. Vest has received more books from the publisher, and more will arrive before Xmas, Email me for a Quote for a signed copy, AUSTRALIAN READERS $26..00. Overseas approx $29..00 - $31..00.

Vest Has Left the Building

To advise that Vest (Les Bowyer) passed away this morning. Regards, Chris (Son).