American Customary (a.k.a Freedom) Units vs Imperial vs Metric

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Just a quote from a Polish military spy movie "Jack Strong" :)

Besides, think we would have never met and share our stories if not the internet. And e-bikes :)
 
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Not related to the units of measure at all!

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I've watched a vid of an American who analysed and liked the contemporary Polish military ration. He also mentioned: "Did you know the Poles did a two-finger salute?"

The man didn't know we actually saluted the White Eagle. Therefore, there is no salute to the "bare head". You must wear a hat or a helmet with the Eagle to do the salute. No hat? Make a head nod instead. I know. I made a Sergeant Cadet during my military service :)

Not sure how British soldiers do the salute?
Just one finger vertically.
 
Im 5' 10", average height, but 205lbs is around 30lbs overweight.
I might reinvent myself for the last years, theres life left in me.

It just takes a lot longer to warm up.
 
A great story!
I deviated from the truth in three places. I figured the rifleman had spotted me with binoculars, but if he'd had a scope, he would already have shot me. I figured that in that light, he was having trouble seeing me with iron sights. 300 yards would be an easy shot in broad daylight. I was betting that stepping out from under the foliage would induce him to shoot, and he'd miss because even out in the open the light wasn't good.

I can't take credit for recognizing the pop when the first mortar shell was fired. In the tree line behind me, Corporal Dill shouted, "Incoming!" and I knew I'd recognize the pop when I heard it again.

I realized that the machine-gun rounds followed the same path because the gun was on a traverse-and-elevation mechanism. It's a kind of clamp. You adjust the gun to aim at places you will want to shoot at after dark. For each target, you write the numbers on the clamp. After dark, you can adjust the clamp to fire at those spots.

That made the plan clear to me. After dark, enemy soldiers with grenades position themselves in the rice maybe 50 yards out from our tree line. The machine gun uses the T&E to fire a half-second burst at our first position. The tracer tells the enemy where to crawl, but when they hear the pop of the mortar, they cover their eyes and wait for the shell to explode. Like a flashbulb, it leaves us night blind. Another quick burst guides the enemy to the first positon, to toss grenades. The machine gunner sets the T&E for our second position, and the process is repeated.

For me, it was a revelation that our counterparts were anti-war. As I continued to advance straight toward the machine gun, the enemy commander would have ordered me killed with a mortar round so we wouldn't know where it came from. By missing 6 times, the mortarman depleted the "flash bulbs" for the planned attack. It was very unprofessional of the gunner not to release the clamp so he could aim, and holding the trigger for 200 rounds no doubt ruined the barrel and may have depleted their ammunition.
 
I think it was the first week of August, 1966, that my marksmanship instructor jumped up and down on my back as I lay prone at the 500-yard line. I lost all respect for him.

I'd been alternating between bullseyes and missing the whole target. Then he told me to reset my rear sight for that range, fire, and give him the rifle. Bullseye. He counted the clicks. I'd lost 3. He was an armorer. He could have replaced my sight in two minutes. Instead, he told me to reset my sight before each shot.

Jumping on my back had been criminal. It could have injured me severely. He'd done it knowing the rifle was probably at fault. If it had consistently lost 3 clicks per shot, I would have realized it. It was erratic. Ordering me to train with a rifle that wouldn't shoot straight was hypocrisy. We were being processed as cannon fodder. I realized I'd enlisted in an organization with a lot of corrupt officers and been given a rifle produced by the corrupt administrations of JFK/LBJ.

Hamlet was executed for making peace in Ireland when fortunes could be made through conquest. He said wealth is the cause of war. Nobody likes people who are brighter than themselves. That explains why everyone liked Ike. His defense secretaries kept dying. Before leaving office, he appointed investment banker Thomas Gates. Gates had Ike appoint David Shoup Commandant of the Marines because he was not in the pockets defense contractors, as was every other member of the Joint Chiefs.

Shoup, a Medal of Honor recipient who was a dove on Vietnam, was against procurement excesses such as the M-14. JFK brought in McNamara, who went ahead. It was trickier to make than the M1. The US Springfield Armory could do it right, but McNamara wanted to reward for-profit corporations, who produced defective rifles by cutting corners. Shoup demonstrated this with 50 Marines who had qualified as Experts with the M1. With the M14, only half could attain the lower score required of a Marksman. That suggests that 50% of M-14s wouldn't shoot straight. That was one of several changes the JFK/LBJ administrations forced on the Marines and other services.

Shoup was an effective leader who did much to fight the political corruption among Marine officers. Upon taking over the government, LBJ got rid of him. Mine was the last regiment sent over, 4700 strong, and the first withdrawn, 900 strong, only 7 months later. Robert Cushman had overall command of Marines in Vietnam. While I was there, he sent a memo to the current commandant, Leonard Chapman, saying Marine casualties were horrendous due to "inappropriate" orders. (I'd call inappropriate a euphemism.) He said every Marine officer in Vietnam should be withdrawn. My feelings exactly. (Picture Oliver North. Picture Daniel Ellsberg.) An Army regiment equipped like us took over where we'd been, reducing casualties by 5 out of 6.
 
What a fascinating story! I've forgotten for a while you American people were in many wars, and the veterans are here! I presume you've never been equipped with an M-16?

Glad to have you alive! ❤️

I was lucky not to be in any war (only experiencing the martial law in Poland 1981 - 1983 as a minor opposition activist). While in the Army, I shot an AKM, AKMS, a P-64 automatic pistol, a PW-33 pistol (Tokarev), and an SVD Dragunov rifle. Also thrown a defence grenade and exploded some TNT. That was my training in Poland in late 1980s.

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As an activist, December 1981, Warsaw, Poland

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Just before the martial law. I was taken into a Police car and had to explain my right to take the photos. I lied. Invented a paragraph of the Penal Code allowing taking pictures in a situation like that one (it was actually forbidden) :)

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Some riots, May 3rd, 1982. (The outlawed Poland's 1791 Constitution Day).
 
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Ooh, look at that glorious culture dish of revolution and academic rebellion.
It seemed so simple then, the actors were defined, the cause universal
Now they spin the road signs.
Polands stuggle landed across the classes in Britain.

And look where we are now.
 
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