September 20, 2005
Ready for a bughunt?
Now we're going back into space, looks like the Marines are finally getting that space-deployment capability they've been after.
Link includes a PowerPoint presentation on just how it will all work... Stand by to initiate release sequencer...
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I thought it said "bunghunt". I'm going back to bed.
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Next step: thoroughly and completely weaponizing space. Good work, guys.
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Weaponizing. Great wordage.
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We spend more on defense than the next 20 top-spending countries combined. Can we please just drop the obviously crazy military projects (and other clearly wasteful government spending
Jim Young, $233 mil bridge to nowhere ), and spend the money rebuilding New Orleans or Afghanistan or Iraq? Can't we already get troops to pretty much anywhere in 6 hours? I don't think we really need to spend billions of dollars trying to push that down to two. -
Wait a sec -- going into space to avoid sonic booms? Is this a detection-avoidance thing? Does that mean that all that stealth technology doesn't work? Did I miss that memo? Psst... Don't let the insurgents know...
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I thought it meant they made the sonic boom, and that scared the 'natives' into immediate submission and carrying the marines round on wooden thrones, like what happened to 3PO in Jedi. Well, that's what I thought, anyway.
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Do you drop the C because you know him personally, or is that just how kids do these days?
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Hey, I've known the dude since I was six!
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Nevermind that when spacecraft go through reentry, they're doing, like, Mach 18 and shit. *wonders if R2 and 3PO made a sonic boom in the escape pod*
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This is the stupidest idea I've ever seen.
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It might work out well with their 'nuke first, ask questions later' policy. Send up Marines into space, nuke the Earth, Earth goes into nuclear winter, Marines come back down and easily conquer the vast frozen ball of ice. And then start cannibalizing each other, or inventing elaborate and violent mating rituals to repopulate the Earth with the lone female they brought on board.
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Mmh, all this talk about pre-emptive strikes, the sudden urgency to get back to the moon and military deployment... maybe there's some alien intelligence on its' way to earth, ready for conquest. As long as they're superintelligent simians, at least MoFites are safe. If not, well...
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Let's send our own monkeys up, and have them come back super-intelligent. I vote kit. He could use some smartening up.
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Can't we already get troops to pretty much anywhere in 6 hours? Yeah, well, i requested fuckin' backup ten hours ago. And i ain't seen shit o' the marines. Situations screwed up big time and the Captain's violent mating rituals are slated to start in minutes.
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Oh -- I didn't realize I had to come up with the violent mating rituals. Gimmie a sec... *pulls out soldering iron, mace*
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*hemp rope, ping-pong balls*
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"After three years of being laughed out of meetings, the U.S. Marine Corps' futuristic plans to deploy through space may finally be getting some traction," notes Aviation Week's spunky new spin-off, Defense Technology International. Laughed out of meetings?
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Oh, man, we are so gonna win now.
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Why I oughta!!!!
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Sorry, kit. I'm a firm believer that cheap shots need to be taken whenever they present themselves, however unapropos it may be. My apologies. (Unapropos? Inapropos? Not apropos.)
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*Is somewhat mollified / regrets cutting brake cable on the Captmobile*