Big Country Expat

Greetings and Salutations!
So I took a LOT of y’alls advice regarding the Enfield Stocks. Took a few hours and a bunch of ‘things’ happened in the meantime. I ended up in the E.R. as that pinched nerve in my neck went into ‘crippling pain’ and I couldn’t move.

Like literally.

It’s part of the damage from my original injury that ended my DotMil career. Cervical 5-6-7 took a 10k vertical axial load dump when the main barrel of the tank got dropped on me. The brachial nerves took a squish, and I’ve had all the treatment I can pretty much for over 25+ years. Occasionally things get bad, but yesterday was the worst on an order of “hasn’t been this ouchie since the original injury”

They squared me away at the VA however. Bunch of shots/meds and I’m operational again. Higher than normal, but operational. I can at least turn my head, and chew again (plus side) as well as lift my arms above my waist and can type, which was not an option after 2pm yesterday. I got home and crashed, and then well, I’ve got a slew of new appointments to check just what went wrong, as this was far beyond the ‘normal’ flare up or slippage of discage I’ve had in the past. I’ll keep you up to date as we go.

As far as the rifle stocks? Well… this’s the ‘after’ of a LOT of steam, and a couple go-rounds in the dishwasher:

The rear stock is a WORLD of different is color now, with the original being this:

The dents are, for the most part out (the minor ones) but as you can see, it still looks like the poor thing was chained to the bumper of a pickup, and dragged down a gravel road. Now I -could- as one of you suggested, sand the ever-lovin’ shit out of it and try that. Thing is, is just how much sanding is it going to take to get that looking better?

Too much IMO.
And as far as ‘the personality of the weapon’?
This thing at this point isn’t so much a restoration as it is a ‘rescue’ as I don’t think many would be willing to go this far on such a trashed out set of stocks. Granted they’re the original and theoretically ‘serviceable’ but man, they’re ‘beat-on ugly-ugly’.

When do I call it and do a full on replacement?
Tough call.
Let me know your thoughts, as I have given it “Ye Olde College Try” and well, sometimes you have to just say “It’s dead Jim!” The last attempt I’m going to do now I think is re-staining with some dark stain, and a matte finish with some poly to seal it, and if it comes out ok, well then great. If not? Well it’s not like these are hard to find right?

Next on the list:
The Springfield Trapdoor.

ReadiFreddi the OtherGran, had given it to me to see what I could do with it. So I had put a stupidly low bid offer on eBay for the Lock Assembly that I never expected the guy to accept. He wanted like $200 for it alone. Including S&H I got it for a little over $150 and it’s in exceptionally good condition with as advertised 90% or better of the original brownish finish, with full functionality.

It fits beautifully in it as well:

The ‘US Springfield’ stamp with Eagle is quite prominent still, and it needs a lil scrubbing I think just to clean it up -very lightly- and it’ll be fine. It fit, as stated before, perfectly no wiggle room, and it only took very light thumb pressure to put it in place. The hammer also meets up right where it should on the trapdoor.

Maaaaaaaan
It IS like having a Crack/Heroin/Meth Addiction.

I can’t wait for the next pieces parts to show up to clean up and affix to the greater part of the rifle and give me my next ‘fix’. I think the next part coming in is the butt plate w/door and screws. That looks like it’s going to need a lot of scrubbing, as the pics show a lot of rust. I’ll further evaluate as needed. Then the only remaining parts are the trigger assembly (trigger and guard) w/screws, the Lock Screw Set, primary main screw, and the top rear primary sight w/screws.

That rear sight is a ‘wait and watch’ however.
The least expensive one out there starts at like $130 and goes up from there (for a serviceable one… rusty junk is available, but I want one that’s out of the box ready to play if you will). The other reason is there are SO many different models that this thing could and did have…

Add on that every single screw seems to NOT come with the part it’s intended to, but the majority of sellers are selling the screws as sets, but for what I consider extortionist prices… $30 for the Lock Screws… $15 a throw plus shipping. Unfortunately, these are the only players that are at least NOT gouging the hell out of people…

Older rarer collectible gun parts are MUY EXPENSIVO!

Hence why I compare this hobby to a crack addiction.

Thing of it is? If I get the Springfield up and running? The rounds to it are like $5 a throw. Only Buffalo Bore sells them…

$86.00 per box, plus S&H.

This’s going to be a ‘one off’ test, and if I find that it’s cool to shoot, maybe another box, and then I’ll do the reloading on it, as they have on the website the reduced loads that it needs to be properly done. Hell, have a ‘Pancho Villa’ Leather Boolit Cross Chest holder done by the guy I go to for leather holsters and ‘stuff’ on Etsy LOL

I mean let’s face it… adding a fucking Moose Killing Rifle that shoots a 500 grain cannonball does have it’s sexy appeal.

Sure… a bit on the slow side, but would YOU want to be getting clobbered by one of those things ? While wearing a vest? With Level III plates? I envision a guy getting hit by one of these in the chest the same as someone dropping a bowling ball on a PB&J sammich.

All the squishy goodness squirts out the edges.

Because fuck you, fuck your plates, and fuck the guy behind you and HIS plates as well. Plus how cool is it to be The Guy Who Uses a 134/141 year old Rifle as a Home Defense Rifle? I’m really looking forward to getting BOTH rifles up and running in a short period of time.

So More Later
Big Country

Greetings and Salutations!
SO the rifle is in the ‘wait and see’ part of things.
As you’ll see in these picture(s), I cleaned up the pieces-parts on it, and unfortunately, the finish is completely shot through on almost every exposed metal piece, to include the receiver.

Seeing that the original was done in the aforementioned “Brit-Black” paint, I’ve decided to stick with the original wood, but do a “Brit-Black” equivalent on the metal, as otherwise, it’ll just look ‘junky’.

Now the stocks originally, the butt in particular, looked like this:

After a full tear-down, and getting ‘my scrub on’ it now looks like this:

I used a heavy degreaser to start with to remove the cosmoline, as you can see in the first pic was bad, then I used Murphy’s Oil Soap and a DotMil issued Blue Bristled rifle brush to scrub on it. LOTS of grime came off, and as you can see, with the grime gone, it revealed a LOT more scratches/pitting and whatnot.

I then hit it with some Pledge deep restoration oil overnight, and finished off with Lemon Pledge Furniture polish, which didn’t appear to do a lot. I do not want to try and re-stain it, as that might mess the color up… so I’m in a quandary.

Sand it down with some fine grit, and then re-stain it?
OR
Just keep it ‘as is’ and give it a could or six coats of thick sealing oil, and then call it a day?
OR lastly, re-sand it, re-stain it, and reseal it with a low-gloss lacquer?
Your thoughts?

The other question I have, and maybe one of you deep Enfield Fanbois can tell me, but what’s the significance of the brass tack on the left side of the stock? I’ve been looking, and can’t find anything, anywhere that tells me this’s a marker or ‘official’ marker:

Nary a clue here
But it’s ‘original’ to the rifle that I can tell.
The butt-plate got some love too today. Because this’s an early pre-acceptance weapon, it’s brass with all the proper fittings.

That’s staying ‘as-is’
And the inside got cleaned out as OMG, the brass green verdigris buildup was OMG really really bad. You can see where I had to chisel it out and scrape it out to get to the pop-open door:

That’s about as clean as it’s getting.
Then, the other pieces parts have been prepped for the mini-paint booth:

As I stated early on, those were ONLY cleaned.
NOT scrubbed nor hit chemically or anything else.
The finish is down to pure metal for the majority of things

So the plan is to hit it tonight with the initial coating, and revisit it tomorrow for touch ups and second coats as necessary.

THEN re-assembly and by next weekend if I have my druthers, a test fire. If all goes well, I’ll be a happy camper over the weekend. This one by rights -should- go better than the Spanish Mauser.

And so lastly via WRSA and a few other folks, Matt Bracken had some very good points that summarized both his and my opinion regarding Drones and “The Death of The Infantry as a Viable Battlefield Maneuver Group” His full article can be found on his substack HERE

Now, between my comms with Don Shift, author of “Poor Mans Air Force” (link HERE) and a few other discussions, it’s becoming readily apparent that /ourguys need to if not embrace but at least know the basics of Drone Warfare. Don and I started by talking about our gear loadouts when I put up some pics for him to see just how his book had expanded my kit as well as learning curve:

https://twitter.com/BigCountryExpat/status/1890857384181907785

This got into a whole discussion and Q&A on the various ‘stuff’ I was packing, and the ‘where and how’ that I had learned it.

The current “RF Detection Kit” mentioned is a spec-an that Brushbeater had recommended as a ‘drone detector’ that I’m still learning how to use. The phone that I use to control the drone itself is a ‘scrubbed’ unlocked Samsung S-22 with a burner chip in it, that allows me both control the drone on it, and to see out the drone’s 1080p camera, both front and bottom, but also allows me to record video onto the secondary Micro SD Chip for post-mission analysis (if the mission is recon).

The case is a MOLLE attachable multi-fold hard case that’s waterproof and configurable to whatever mission you need, be it Drone Control, or in the current picture, drone detection. BOTH have their uses.

And per WRSA, Bill Buppert got on ‘the bandwagon’ with this:

…as well as Jack Lawson, author of “The Civil Defense Manual Part One/Two”. I got an email from Jack stating he was including Commander Bracken’s drone article in his soon-to-be-updated versions. Be on the look out for them.

So it’s been a very busy time as of late for me, between weapons restoration, and conversations with some folks regarding the whole “Death of the Infantry”. As I stated in my article linked HERE “The Infantry is Dead (For Now)” published back in September of 2023 (a lifetime ago it seems).

As I said then, and it bears repeating: “…unless there’s an absolute paradigm shift in personal armoring, i.e. Mobile Mecha/Gundam/Mobile Infantry ‘Marauder Suits’ then the Infantry is going to be damned near finished in it’s traditional role.”

The Traditional Ground Pounder Grunts have finally hit peak obsolescence. Combat is, at best a “Darwinian Concept” where ONLY the best and fastest adapted ‘X’ (using as a fill-in for this example) will survive and thrive. And in the current real time moronitude of the Dinosaur Cold War Retards running the show?

Hear that?
It’s a Fat Bitch Hollering/Singing.
They just are either willfully ignoring it or completely dense as to the meaning of it.

It’s going to be an interesting upcoming decade to say the least.
Stay Tuned!

More lter
Big Country

Greetings and Salutations!
Man I’m tired. I didn’t get to the rack until 0400 this past A.M. I swear it’s addictive to be stripping this thing down and working on it… Last night was very productive. I got the majority of pieces parts and wood stripped off of it, and a good portion of today was spent scrubbing and cleaning it up.

The magazine was one of the first things to get a scrub. It started looking like this:

And no worries, that’s not actually a live MK-19 40mm… It’s my med-container that I carry my meds in when I travel:

I got it for like $5 on Temu or someplace like that. I got it to add to my inert Grenade collection, which also includes a plushie “Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch” from Monty Python’s ‘Holy Grail’ flick. It even has a ‘talk toy’ inside that when you squeeze it, it does the whole bit of dialog on the instructions of how to use it… “Three is the number…”

Along with my plushie M-18 Smoke and M67 Frag.

Keeping the doggos away from those toys has been hard ‘cos the frag and smoke have a squeaky toy in them, and they get all excited when someone squeezes either of them…

I also just checked and it seems that they no longer make the Holy Hand Grenade plushie… I guess it was a limited edition thing maybe? I was going to link it too… Sorry about that! So to continue. The mag came out well:

The serial number came out clear as day now

Overall it’s still pretty worn with a LOT of scratches where it was riding inside this thing forever and a day I’d say:

The section that stays up inside the mag-well is in fine shape, but as you can see, the bottom half looks like it was hit with some serious dragging…

SO then I started stripping off the wood and other pieces-parts to start getting to the barrel itself:

Then I got the top wood off:

And then the bottom wood as well…
When I then discovered that lo and behold!

SemperFi,0321 who’s a regular commenter here, was the one who said “Being an Enfield expert now you should know these rifles weren’t blued, they were fire blackened (heated and oil quenched) and painted with black enamel, as were almost all the WW2 British weapons.”

Sure as hell, he’s dead right. The barrel, which from what I can tell, has been sitting untouched under the stock(s) forever and a day… and is painted with the described black enamel:

And with this I also found that the barrel has a matching serial number as well, and the Armorer’s cartouche stampings when it was serviced:

It doesn’t have near as many as the Mark III, which makes sense to a point… This only as you can see has the 3, plus the bottom one which is the acceptance Crown Stamp.

This pic also gives you a glimpse of the filth I had to scrub off of it… here, let me show you:

I have no idea how long it was in Ethernopian hands, but man, they sure as fuck didn’t keep their shit clean… That’s all dirt imbedded in the cosmoline, with a healthy bit of ‘rust and crust’ as I call it…

That was all last night however… the trigger assembly needed to be beaten out of the weapon, as the crust was hard as a rock, and it sure as hell didn’t want to ‘come quietly’ so to speak:

I’m going to be cleaning that up tonight, along with the ‘fiddly internal bits’, and work on cleaning up the stock.

The “Project of Today” was mostly waiting for a new tool to show up. I had to order one of those loooong grabby claw tools for the butt.

Normally, Lee Enfields are supposed to have some leather disks stuffed up and into the butt stock recess hole to keep water and crap off the head of the BIG screw that affixes the butt to the receiver. On the SMLE, I was able to ‘hook’ the leather plug, and remove it with the long assed screwdriver I have. This one however didn’t have that.

Nope… as I found out, someone cut a corner and stuffed what appears to be some old rags or some shit up and in there at some point instead. The rough edges of the inside of the recess hole kept ‘catching’ the fabric, so I needed the specialized tool. It came overnight via the ‘Zon, and worked like a charm:

That was some nasty shit I’m telling you…

Last night I spent like an hour and a half trying to fish out that crap to no avail… and then I ordered Mister Grabby-Claw, and I got the job done is like 5 minutes after I opened the box the tool came in.

So now we’re back to the same question:
Refinishing the rifle:

As it’s now confirmed that it was originally painted with the Brit Black Enamel. In this case it was called “Suncorite”. Suncorite was a early to mid war process. But to be done properly, it was applied over a bead blasted or tumbled finish, phosphated and then painted with over cured and hardened suncorite paint. It became the standard finish on British  weapons up until it was finally declared obsolete back around 2010… quite a long time when you think about it….

According to a lot of sources, that paint was pretty gnarly chemistry-wise, as in not environmentally good and being exposed to it was also not-so-good. It sort of reminds me of the CARC paint we used on our vehicles back in the day. CARC standing for ‘Chemical Agent Resistant Coating’… I swear the fumes from that shit were toxic as Hell… one commenter on 1919A4 dot com who was asking what the best coating to replace the original because as said: “I know the original formula was made with cancer and AIDS and slave organs and is no longer available…” that shit cracked me up….

Closest thing according to the various boards I’ve been surfing is believe it or not, Brownell’s Aluma-Hyde. Even for-real British Armorers have chimed in and said that even these days, when working on some of the older weapons in their arms rooms (like some of the older machine guns) they hit with the Aluma-Hyde…

So some of y’all may scream, but seeing that right now I’m refinishing the whole thing I may as well go “Full Retard” and restore this thing to like-new status.

Also I forgot to mention, it made headspace, so it’ll fire.

I might even go for a full set of ‘like new-used stocks’ for the wood. I mean this one is ok-ish, but there are signs of dry-rot and a couple of serious dents and dings in it. I mean I did some checking and as some of you pointed out, the value is so-so, even though it’s an all matching numbers weapon.

I mean I need to seriously think on this…

So I’ll continue to update you on the rifle as it goes. Like I said, a LOOOONG night and a long-ish day as well. I also have some news regarding the Trapdoor Springfield as well… seems I may have spoken too soon regarding that, and well… I can’t just leave well enough alone don’t you know?

Having a inoperative/broken weapon laying around here makes me ‘itch’ so to speak…

So that’s tonights fun and follies.
More Later
Big Country

Greetings and Belated Salutations!
So, it’s been a few days but OMG, I’ve been MAD busy. I’ve been dealing with the in-laws and that shitshow, the ‘regular’ daily shitshow’ and the Glorious Tractor Factory Shitshow.

I’m tired
Worn the Hell out.

So hence, the past few days I just could not bring myself to Blegg. Add on that I’m exhausted. I’ve had some recent sleep issues, and as an attempt to alleviate that, I started trying, mind you trying, some Tylenol PM.

Which was a major no go.

That shit started some serious nightmare fuel level PTSD flashbacks while dreaming that I haven’t had in like 10 plus years. I have no idea what part of it did it, or what it combined with in the stew of chemistry that I already have in my carcass on the regular, but two nights of taking it, times two nights of waking up freaking out/yelling/reaching for a weapon on the night stand when there’s nothing there? While still fully asleep?

Yeah.
Hard pass.

Add on the ‘stolen valor expose’ I was working on (and may yet do?) I was told by a source to stand down as part of what I personally had figured out is/was/is going to be part of a LARGER IRL case, and anything I may or may not have put out against the General Formerly In Charge might have given an ‘edge’ on his potential defense.

And yeah, I figured out General Milley is beyond dirty.

I have to leave it at that.

On advice of some folks faaar higher on the ‘active’ food chain who’re looking to ‘eat his ass for lunch’ both metaphorically and even possibly in reality. It’s still ongoing… It seems that occasionally even a blind intel-squirrel such as myself stumbles on an ‘active nut’ so to speak…

Oops…

So, instead, I’m going to entertain you with the newest toy slated for a restoration:

The Lee Enfield Model 1, Mark 4.

This was the successor and next model AFTER the SMLE, the Short Magazine, Lee Enfield Model 1, Mark 3 that was the predominant weapon in World War One, and well into World War Two. The rationale for the development of the Mark 4 was financial and the simplification of the manufacturing of the Lee Enfield overall. Mark 3’s were $$$ comparatively speaking… Like $5 BritPounds more, but when you’re talking about millions of rifles, you’re talking real monies.

Initially introduced in the early 1930’s, it (the Mark 4) wasn’t put into full production until 1942. Now… per the Wiki Chart, here’s the basic timeline for the production:

Now the * (star) on that chart actually indicates a * on the Rifle Stamp itself. It means that that particular rifle was an ‘improved’ version of the Mark rifle that it was stamped on.

The SMLE I have is marked a 1939 (pre-war) has “B.S.A.Co.” which stands for Birmingham Small Arms Company, and then “Sht. L.E III *” on the ‘wrist’ of the rifle as well as the year of manufacture:

The “G.R.” stands for Georgius Rex, or King George the 5th, the king of the time.

Now, guess what arrived today after being ordered back in Mid-December? Well… let me show you, in detail:

It’s dirty
It’s (currently ugly) BUT
I hope y’all are ready to see this a lot, as now, I have a Lee Enfield Mod 1, Mark 4 ready for restoration. And let me tell you, I need some input from you all deplorables.

Before I get too deep, let me show you what we have, from the rear to the front and back again in pics, so you can see what I’m dealing with, and what I have to work with. Picture #1:

The wood so far, outside of some dings, seems like it’s in good shape. More on that on the other side where I have some minor concerns (more on that later).

The action itself as well as ALL the metal on this thing is currently nasty/gross with crusty cosmo, as well as an oil/sand combination. I wore gloves the entire time I handled it.

Outside of a MASSIVE amount of cosmoline, as well as ‘general storage funk’ it’s in damned good shape. It does NOT appear to be missing any parts which is a nice change from the “C-Grade” SMLE I got before, (which led to this ‘restoration addiction’ I swear)

The biggest issue outside of the funk, is that there’s a pretty significant loss of bluing on the majority of the rifle, which I’m going to go in depth on in a minute…

The rear sight is worn, but present, functional and intact, which is a nice change from the other rifles of this era I’ve seen:

The slider rotates freely, and the sight spring is, believe it or not, pretty tight for an 84 year old rifle… The bolt however, as you can see, has quite a bit of surface rust which is best seem when I dismounted it from the rifle:

Now, the bolt HAD (past tense as you’ll see in these pictures) a lot of surface rust on it. It still functioned and operated nicely with the rifle being as it is/was. The problem is, well, I cleaned it up, and a LOT of the original bluing ‘went away’ due to my cleaning, as seen in these pics. I first tore the bolt down completely to it’s pre-cleaned components:

Stripped down, you can see all the dirt and rust on the pieces/parts. I spent the better pat of an hour with some of the dental picks that Coelacanth sent me digging out encrusted ‘nasty’ from the nooks and crannies, as well as just generally getting “my scrub on” as this thing hadn’t been cleaned since World War 2 as far as I could tell.

Once I got everything clean, I reassembled the bolt, which now looks like this:

Now, this caused another problem
One of which I need y’all’s input.

Let me start off by showing you the Serial Number of the rifle I’m now working on currently:

That’s “B4859”
With a manufacture Year of 1941.
The British Army didn’t start accepting the MK 4 until 1942

Therein lies the problem.
This is one of the earliest pre-acceptance Lee Enfield MK4s made.
“B” indicates the Birmingham Small Arms Company located at Shirley, which was the only factory that was making the first ’round’ (3250 +/- made) of L.E. Mark Fours period. fucking dot. in 1941. The manufactory dates for the ’41 MK-4 ran from June of 1941 until December of 1941, with the serial numbers being started with “A” thru “B” with only a 4 digit S/N. Later variants started with a number, then a letter, and then a five digit S/N.

So this is one of the earliest MK 4 rifles made.

MY Problem:
Check these out:
The Bolt Handle S/N AFTER cleaning:

Yeah.
Matches the ‘wrist’ of the main S/N.
Damn

And then lastly (and possibly most amazingly) the magazine has a Serial Number as well… the Brits were pretty anal about ‘stuff’ like that, so on a Mark 4, the Serial Numbers were on the rifle’s ‘wrist’ (which was the ‘main S/N) and then on the back of the bolt handle, and lastly, on the magazine itself:

Holy Shit on a Shingle

I have a matching serial number early model Lee Enfield Model One, Mark Four.

What are the odds!?!

I mean I have no idea of the actual value, but I personally know that matching three/four or five serial numbers on a classic World War ‘X’ Weapon, no matter the conflict is A) as rare as hen’s toofuses, and B) usually worth a shitpot of money to collectors.

Hence my dilemma.
ORIGINALLY I was going to refurbish this thing to like new, to include a duracoat finish, and make it a great classic daily shooter.

Now?

That might be out the window depending on the interest and if it cleans up and gauges correctly. I know a regular in GREAT shape Mark 4 can sell upwards of $800 dollars. I had no idea that I had pulled a ‘lottery ticket’ level rifle from Royal Tiger. The thing is that the bluing on this thing, that I can tell is utterly fucked and I have NO IDEA if I should reblue it, touch it up, or say “fuck it” and go for broke and DuraCoat it?

SO…………………….. what say you?

Right now, all I’m going to do is clean the fuck out of it, remove all the rust (and whatever finish that comes off with the rust is a “fuck it” cost of doing biddness), and IF I feel like I want to re-blue it/DuraCoat it/Hell, CeraCoat it, I will…

Despite the ‘potential value’…………
I want to most importantly shoot it
LOVE me some .303Brit
Fuck all other issues.
Opinions are welcome, phone lines are manned.
More Later
Big Country

Back Tomorrow
We’re personally (Gretch/Sapper/the Doggos and Cats) are good
The ‘Usual Suspects’ are at it again
Dammit

More Later

BCE

Greetings and Salutations!
Just a short one tonight. I’m working on some ‘extra-curricular’ activities for some side-ducats. My internet skill sets as well as my intel activities occasionally get me some side gigs which helps with Ye Olde Bills.

So I’m staying busy.

Hate to be that way, but billz got to get paid.

Especially since the groceries in particular have gone full retard over the past two plus years as we’re all familiar with. Now speaking on that, what I did find funny tonight is that when Sapper and I did a quick grocery run to the local Publix, I in particular checked the eggs for the current price. We didn’t need them, but I felt a current price check was warranted for future planning. And on investigating? Yep… –some– of them prices are insane… Seems that the “REEEEEEE”ing on the prices of the eggs at $10-$12 per dozen is correct… to a point???

Yeeeeeah… about that.

Now, MAYHAPS if you’re buying eggs laid by “organic, free range, hand fed, (grain only) Zero Antibiotic fed, sung lullabies while-they-roost-on-their -nests (made from the finest cotton-bunting mind you) Woke Elitist Chikinz”, well then yes, you are going to be paying $10-$12 bucks a dozen. That’s about a buck or more an egg, and utterly retarded.

Otherwise, the ‘regular large 18 pack’ of Publix brand eggs laid by Hoodrat/Illegal Alien raised ghetto-Chikinz on an Industrial Farm, then you’re only paying $6.89 for 18 eggs.

Seems that Virtue Signaling is expensive people.
Fucking social justice woke ass retard egg buyers…
Never Go Full Eggtard.

Heh
IMO that’s funny.

The source of all humor is the truth. The more absurd, the more painful? As Mark Twain said “The secret source of humor itself is not joy but sorrow.” And those egg prices are the very definition of sorry.

So I have to bail
I’ve been working also on a possible Stolen Valor Issue of someone we all know and loath. I’ll be throwing that tomorrow. It’s enlightening and pretty fucked up IMO.

So More Later
Big Country

Greetings and Salutations!
OK
Sooo the FrankenMauser is a Lamp/Wall Hanger. Today was lame in that respect…

BOTH bolts failed to fire.

For a few minutes I was puzzled. I successfully chambered a round, got the prerequisite 40 feet back with paracord and “click”….
Failure to fire like 3x times on the headspaced bolt.

So for grins and giggles I switched out to the ‘bad bolt’… and it too did the failure to fire 3x times.
Hmmmn… headscratcher…

So I then ripped everything apart and checked the firing pins, both of which were within specs.

It took me a minute but I figured it out eventually.

Each time I ‘fired’ or I should say had a ‘failure to fire’ I was exceptionally careful when opening the bolt. I had no idea if this was a bad round, soft primer strike or what, but it was on bolt number 2 I realized that when I went to un-chamber the round, the round was not being held by the extractor or –barely- being held… which made me realize that the throat erosion must be unreal.

When I originally tore it down and gave it a full-on ‘bath and scrub’ there was a LOT of crap built up in the barrel. I’m thinking the built up grease of 100 years more or less kept the rounds from being ‘deep throated’ by the chamber… when the firing pin was hitting, it literally hit the bullet down the chamber without igniting. Strong enough to lightly mark the primer, but as there was ‘wiggle room’ it was displaced down deeeeeep into the chamber as there seems like there was room available…

So, Lamp or ‘Cork the Barrel’ and wall-hang it?

I’m not parting it out except for the spare replacement bolt I got to recoup them bux.

Headspacing wouldn’t catch that.

Then today (early in the day) OtherGran, ReadiFreddi dropped off the Nukular Powered Redhead for the rest of the weekend. It’s OtherGran-Nona’s Birthday so they get a break as man, this kid is go-go-go from the get go. I need some Crystal Meth to keep up I swear… Gretchen is currently hosing her down as we went to Cowboys to check on him as well as me testing the Failed FrankenMauser. He came (RF) bearing gifties.

Seems Ole Freddi found some -interesting- things during the clean-out of his Father in Laws place. He (the FIL, Nona’s Da) unfortunately caught an unexpected and exceptionally bad case of the “Deads.” So since he and Nona lived right up the road, the OtherGrans have been tasked to cleaning up and organizing after such a bummer. In this instance, RF (for brevity) was digging into DOA-FIL’s closet and found some firepower!

So of course he asked me to vet it, as it’s been sitting a loooooooooong minute.

How long you ask?

Well, take the first example:

A Trapdoor Springfield dated 1884 in 45/70cal.

Now initially I was pretty pumped to check it out and evaluate it. Unfortunately, DOA-FIL had it in the closet, and so far, RF hasn’t found the missing pieces-parts and fiddly bits. RF isn’t sure if he was restoring it or what, but so far, no parts/no dice.

The missing parts include the entire lock plate and it’s components. They’re all MIA, as well as the trigger assembly. Also the butt plate.

Now, per the serial number, this particular Springfield was made in November of 1890. Oh and as I put up the pic, I also realized that the rear slide sight is MIA too. That’s a lot of ‘stuff’ to be gone. The stock is in pretty damned good shape for it’s age with only one significant chunk of wood being missing up towards the front of the muzzle.

All in all about $450+ to get the parts as they are available but cost quite a bit. Now normally I’d be all over this however…

When I did a scope of the bore?
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Well you can tell at one point in it’s life it had rifling. There’s the faintest marks and manifestations of what was at some point ‘rifling’. Now? Not so much. “The Ghost of Rifling Past” so to speak. In fact I’d just call this a smoothbore musket TBH.

Which means an alternative use may be found.
Sapper and I were looking at it, and he said “Tusken Warrior Rifle” which no shit, sounds doable. I mean the damned thing has a 32 inch barrel and if I did some minor tweaks to it, it’d be an awesome Star Wars Larper weapon for someone who wants to play a Sandpeople? Person?

I’m going to have to see what RF says.

ALSO buried in the goodness of the Gun Closet was a somewhat rare Mossberg 402 Lever Action Tube Fed .22 called “The Palomino”:

Made from 1961 until 1971, the value apparently is alllll over the board, from $800.00 to $250.00. Judging by a far closer look at the first website I consulted with the sky-high valuation(s) I realized I was being “Fudded”

The other (majority) websites say about $250-300.

Now granted it is in pretty damned good shape. The wood is almost pristine, and there’s very little rust, with surface ‘stuff’ that I’ll hit with some steel wool. Overall I’d grade it NRA Good to VG on looks. But there is an mechanical issue. The close up of the action:

It wasn’t ‘cocking’ all the way.

It has an internal hammer, and there’s a feed system that’s crap to be upfront. The boards I checked said it was a weak point as the feed lift doesn’t like to stay aligned. Add on that in this one, when I got the side plate off, it was fouled with 10000 years of carbon and a lot of oil that over the years (like on the FrankenMauser) had solidified inside the action.

A big ole squirt or 5 of carb cleaner took care of that and some fresh oil got it running again. It does still ‘catch’ occasionally, so I wouldn’t want to depend on this for any sort of repeated fire… Plinking OR using it as The Nukular Redhead’s first rifle it might it’s uses.

He also brought me some ammo to check out. A OLD box of 38-40 Winchester and what appears to be a factory reload box of 50 .38 Special Wadcutters.

That’s some old assed ammunition
However, inspecting it, it’s in great shape. And interestingly enough, I found out today that Cowboy has an 1892 Model Winchester that takes these beebees.

His is in pristine condition, and has that beautiful case hardened receiver with all the oil-looking-ripples on it.
I’ll probably give those to Cowboy with the warning that they might not work. Either way he said he’s never going to fire the rifle as it’s been appraised at quite a sum, so it stays in the gun safe and only taken out to oil it. Either way I think he should have some boolits for it, otherwise it’s just an expensive club right?

The .38 Specials came from a company called Marathon Reloading Services:

I did a search as they’re from Florida and I know my way around the State Licensing Board(s) sites and found out they were in business from 1975 until 1977.

Not sure if I want to trust those. I’m not a fan of reloads that I haven’t personally done, and the fact they went out of biddness in 2 years? Yeeeeeeeeeeeeah… Might just ‘pull’ all the boolits, shitcan the powder and re-evaluate the casings.

The last thing he had which I didn’t get a pic of was a FIE Titan .25 peashooter. This is a pic I lifted from an online review:

In this case, this was one of the first ones made. It looks just like those pics. This is a good thing as the first couple of hundred or so that were made came from Italy, and made of steel.

Later manufactured versions were known as low quality “Saturday Night Specials” as they were made in Miami, and of shitty pot-metal called Zermak that were prone to blowing up or breaking.

This one was like brand new, and dates from 1966, so I told him to let Nona have it as her purse-piece. THOSE ones are pretty well regarded as opposed to the later makes. It’s very much like the one Gretchen carries… my little Fabrique National Browning .25 that I repaired and poasted about waaaay back during Covid. That lil nasty is still working, and is over 120 years old now, being made in 1902. I might have to repoast that one.

And lastly, we finally got to do the Nukular Redhead’s Birfday.

She turned seven!!!!!

Oh Holy Hells I’m feeling it tonight.
Old Old Old Old Old.
Shit.
But it was fun. Cuppy-Cakes as she calls them, and the “Gift of the Year” apparently:

Too much cuteness in one spot.

She lost it I swear when she opened the gift bag.
BIG “SQUEEEEE!”
Whew…
What it is is it’s a mermaid tail. Like a functional mermaid tail/bathing suit. The bottom of the tail is a like a giant single swim-fin that straps on and she can propel herself with it.

Red has a serious Mermaid Addiction currently.

So a very busy day around here but pretty damned productive. I also want to thank a few of y’all… Coelacanth who sent me a bunch of dental instruments (which I used tonight in fact on the Mossberg). Those things are awesome Bro! MANY THANKS!

TFG who after reading my light bulb rant who sent me a care package of Lighting Goodness… again, you have my thanks. We’ll be set for a few years I reckon!

As well as Terrapod who continues to support my Junk addiction. Appreciate you bro!

Add on ‘Ed From Kentucky’ who donated a still in the wrapper WW2 P-38 Can Opener for the Museum of Mayhem:

Looks good on the Ration Display IMO.

And lastly to all the rest you deplorables who stop by here and fuck around to find out. Love all y’all!!!

Enjoy the Rest of The Weekend.
Tomorrow is the Stuporbowl.
I call it Chiefs to win by 12 points.
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Big Country

Greetings and Salutations!
Friday! TGIFF.
The extra “F” is intentional.
This’s been a wringer of a week man. It was good, it was bad, then it was good again, and then by the time it was over and the smoke cleared, to be honest I’m sort of dizzy from looking at it. I mean this was one week. ONE five day period of labor. 40 fucking hours (theoretically).

It felt like a month.
I feel like I ran a marathon or an Ironman or some such foolishness that’s better suited to the young and dumb. Physically I’m OK but I did pinch a nerve in the neck and the right arm and shoulder are fritzing out and in a lot of pain. Meh. Goes with the territory I suppose.

Now:

The “Meat and Taters” part of the Blog:

Yessir! Time to break it down a bit.

Now, from what I’ve been observing, seeing, and hearing it’s been “Win-Win-Win” across the board. This has been an interesting and more importantly, an enlightening time.

I.E. we’ve found out that the Oversized, Bloated, Unnecessary and utterly Incompetent and worse of all FRAUDULENT FedGov has been running mad scam since who the fuck knows. This shit is so bad that The God Emperor OrangeManBad’s Right Hand, the Glorious Elon of Muskage has dug out about 100 BILLION in FedGov bullshit in just the first week of him being on the job.

Color Me Highly Impressed.

I figured that the Deep State Retards would have gone full retard, but as we’re now seeing, the God Emperor had a plan in place and the Emperor’s Hand (acting as a Chaos Agent with +4 invulnerability) is whacking away at the core and root of the DemoncRat’s financial grifting base. They’re literally in the streets wailing, crying and rending their garments.

Sound like Victory to me.

BUT
This is why I’ve been sitting down and observing more than anything else… best to ‘scout the current terrain’ Aye?

Not to rain on that parade, but if you think this is a full on “win-win” situation right now, you got another thing coming.

The best example going as an example is the fact that the basic “Jap on the Street” i.e. ‘Everyman’ in August of 1945 thought that the Japs were “…still tenaciously holding out, and that victory was within their grasp…”

Until they weren’t.
Yeeeeeeeeaaah
About that….

Best to look to history.

Part of the reason we haven’t seen the DemoncRat’s storm troopers, the Abteilung für Sturmtruppen meaning the Brownshirts, AKA AntiFa(gs) is that they’ve ‘gone to ground’ and that they aren’t being paid. I mean thankfully the “Plan” seems to be working so far.

Which leads me to the Brilliance of The God Emperor’s Plan.

He went after the funding first.

The Emperor’s Hand knew how to write, and then utilize the ‘algorithms’ that could track where the money went, when said-shekels went, and most importantly WHO was on the receiving end of what (at the time) APPEARED TO BE endless untraceable and untrackable FedGov largess… and BAM! Every. Single. Grifting. Fucker. in the District of Criminality are collectively shitting in their pantaloons.

Good

Works for me.

But like I’m saying:
Just as that “Jap on the Street” back in the day in 1945 still believed in Total Victory despite the reality that was right in front of his fucking face, these assholes STILL believe that they’re “defending muh demonocracy!!!” Granted it’s called “A Self-Delusionary Fantasy” and there are reams of P-Shrink info out there on these cases, but let me tell you… The majority of these ‘Leftist Hardcore/Hardcases’ are still out there and biding their time.

These are the things we have to worry about.

However, current day? As we speak? Right now, the weather has been cooperating vis-à-vis the cold snaps that are keeping people indoors… which also tells you a LOT about your potential retard opponents… whereas True Hardcore Americans are more like:

The majority of the Anti-Fa(g) motherfuckers out there have never known a day of deprivation in their miserable cellar dwelling lives. Now, there ARE some hardcores out there, BUT I got a serious hunch that the True Hardcores (who tend to be pragmatic AF… read the p-shrink analyses and you’ll get what I’m speaking of) have ‘gone to ground’ because right now?

They know the current Administration, as well as “Normul ‘Muricans” are just as liable to fucking grab their retarded asses up and then hang them outright Vigilante style like we used to do. So, like good criminals, they’ve gone to ground

For now.

My concern is when it warms up….
April/May is good “Opening Riot Season” nationally if you will.

Personally, I say at that point, and in particular if your local PD/Sherriff/Constabulary fail in their primary mission of stopping such Fucktardation, that you, per Matt Bracken, ‘pick up the slack’ and go ExtraJudicial.

I mean yes, I am actually promoting self defense here.
So to my FBI Agent monitoring me?
Dude…
Learn. To. Code. you worthless pusbag of shit.

We’re done with these folks and their ‘fellow travelers’ meaning Communists, Marxists and any motherfucker who voated for Hilleroid “Killer” Clinton. One of these day, if all is righteous and cool, we’ll get those voating records, and go full Holocaust on them as well…

They deserve nothing less.

So what are your thoughts?
Throw ’em at me in the comments.
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Big Country

Greetings and Salutations!
So again it’s been a couple of busy days. I spoke of our trip up to Mom and Dads place on Sunday. Now of note, I forgot to mention the car issue reared it’s ugly head again. Now you may/may not remember/don’t give a shit but the car when the temp dropped precipitously (heh… I used a multisyllabic word… double heh… I done dood it again!) anyway, when it got cold AF ’round here, the throttle body (per AutoZone’s code reader) told me the throttle pedal and the throttle itself were out of synch.

The problem went away however when the car warmed up.
Huzzah!
I figured the cold caused the gunk inside to freeze up and slow the throttle throat plate where it coded out. Cool… literally.

What I didn’t realize, but do know is that there was still some issues. Now late Sunday coming home, if you’ve ever driven in the Tampa Area, it’s gotten really ‘Mad Max-ish” as of late… 80mph seems to be the minimum speed. I was trying to just go a sedate 78+/- but at one point I was forced to ‘gun it’ and Whoops!

Engine light again and the engine itself didn’t sound so hot… not a lot of power. I found out later the ‘safe setting’ is disallowed by the computer over 50mph. It means the car desperately wanted to go into ‘safe mode’ but it couldn’t do it as “highway” and all that. We made for home ASAP.

Made it too.
And so Tuesday Night I got a package in the mail from Faithful Terrapod. He’s been a great supporter, and a pack rat nonpareil that I can tell. He’s sent me some really cool excess stuff that he had laying around. In this case, most appropo, a code reader was in the care package (bows and scrapes while screaming “I’m not worthy!!! seriously T, many thanks!).

So because of this, I was able to find out that not only the throttle body had ‘errored’ again, but there were 3 out of the 4 cylinders misfiring!

Mind you back in October? I had a ‘supposed’ new engine thrown in b/c the one we had BTFU while under warranty.

Now since then, I’ve been s-l-o-w-l-y realizing we got scammed by the dealership. They fixed the engine no doubt. New rods at the minimum. The problem is that according to the paperwork that they gave me and that I discovered regarding this particular issue they’re supposed to ‘pull’ the whole fucking engine and replace the entire thing with ‘new’.

Reason being that Hyundai HQ wants the whole engine for analysis apparently. Makes sense as the Koreans are damned near as anal about failures as the Japanese, so OK… new engine. Great.

The problem is, as I’ve discovered, the Dealershit (intentional spelling) fixed the issue (I’m thinking new block and rods and crank) and instead of putting in the whole new shiny engine in, the fuckers stripped my old engine and put the already-high mileage parts back the fuck on the new block.

Hmmn.
A situation that requires Gretchen’s deft touch methinks…

So in the meantime, I need this thing running. I ordered the new ignition points/plugs (a kit for like $68 on the ‘zon) and a new plug socket, as I couldn’t find the old one to save my life… Of course during the repair process today the OLD fucking plug socket turned up, so now I have 2… or maybe even 3 by this time as this seems to be a pattern with my tools. Shit goes MIA when I need it, and ONLY re-appears AFTER I’ve dropped shekels on a new tool… They showed up today, so I called Glorious People’s Tractor Factory #231, and told Commissar that I’d punch early today, and I’d make up the time over the weekend so I could repair the car.

And yep. Three points of interest. One was when I popped the hood, apparently what appears to be a field mouse took up residence under the engine cover. I had to vacuum out a TON of cracked open and stashed acorns and whatnot, as well as some shredded cotton bunting of some form. The wires, thankfully, were intact. Two was that the points were nasty and old. These were not new by any means. (Hence the Dealershit fuckery) And then Third: the plugs? Damned near burned the fuck out… like the OEM plugs that came with the car 102000 miles ago when we got it new… (MOAR Dealershit fuckery)

Yeah… for a 2020 it’s been brutalized hard what with all the trips to East Tennessee and shit… still… besides it ‘swallowing a rod’ from a ‘known defect’ I really can’t complain. I change the oil/filter religiously as DeadDad taught me, and maintain the other fluid levels as needed, and as we found out, I can turn wrenches when needed.

So disconnected the battery, got everything cleaned up and out, old parts out, new shit it, and wow… A serious difference. I had gotten used to a wee bit of roughness that I had attributed to the mileage. And yeah, despite the new ‘engine’ my mind sees the odometer, and forgets the ‘transplant’ and that it should not be rough running by any means… In this case, it appears to be back. Smooooth runnings mon!!! The only thing left is the throttle body, and per the advice of ReadiFreddie, (the other GranDa) I got a full gas treatment/fuel system cleaner that –supposedly– will take care of the throttle body.

I really hope it works. I was going to take it apart and scrub it with a specific cleaner, but maaaaaaan… today showed me that’d be a full fucking day of taking a LOT of pieces/parts off, and I already got enough on my plate.

And as far as the Dealershit?
Gretchen is up Hyundai’s Corporate asses like a raped fucking Ape for this one man…. Like hip-wader deep up the anus.
She’s pissed off.
Hell hath no fury like an under-medicated Hair Diva
(She’s been out of her pain meds for a week)

See… the Dealershit already scammed us out of $600 to get the car back after the transplant. They also damaged some shit, (like the hood latch) and tried to charge us for damage caused by their probably drunken incompetent wrench turners. It was $1000, but Gretchen went ‘beast-bitch mode’ then on them and got it down to where we could afford it sort-of-kind-of.

Now?
This?
OMG… the poor fuckers on the other end of the phone are reeeeeally hating life when she gets on with them. She starts out all south’en and sweet, and then goes full on psycho-house on them.
Have to see what she gets, but I’m confident Hyundai will cave before she will.

So now lets get into the other part headline tonight.
The FrankenMausers new bolt showed up.

AND

It appears to have successfully gauged out.

And I was positively shocked as to how good it looked when it arrived, as this is the actual auction I got it from:

The item in the pic looks pretty grungy. I had ‘sniped’ the thing in the last two minutes with a $75 total bid… it went from $40 to the $55.09 at the end, so I got it for short $$$. The reason I say that is because similar items?

That’s just 2x examples.

So when I get done tomorrow afternoon, the other bolt remaining will be auctioned off for a starting bid of $100, with shipping being like maybe $7.50 on the top end.

I figure it’s sell quick-quick, and whomever gets it MAY just be able to use it in their rifle like I did with this one. An added plus is just how clean I got the non-headspacing bolt. It looks brand new:

In fact both look pretty damned pristine.
We’ll see how it tests.
BTW: The Good One is in the rifle in the pix.

That being said, I mean for all I know it -still- might detonate like a hand grenade. The 7x57mm Mauser is a big honking round:

So the bench rest, 30 feet of 550 cord, and hearing protection is mandatory. If it doesn’t blow, and after 5 rounds, just like the Lee Enfield I’ll shoulder it and see how it shoots.

If it does BTFU (blow the fuck up) well then…

ScouterGreg who donated this to me had said during a conversation that if it failed, to turn it into a lamp… That got me thinking that IF it’s like that, I just may do that. I have enough ‘wall hangers’ already, and a Lamp might be cool.

Cut the barrel and stock down right in front of the rear ladder sight. This as it’s too long to be a floor lamp, and too short for a desk. Chopping it also means it gets a demil, and that’d be great.

Strip the bolt of the internals and drill out the face so the power cable can fit through. Then drill a hole through the underside of the receiver AND the bolt that match to make sure it’s “legally demilled”. Then strip out the trigger and fiddly-bits. Get a small on/off switch to attach the power line to, and feed the power line back through the back of the stock and out the back.

The switch I’d mount where the trigger would normally go naturally…

Get a wooden mount or make something similar:

Then once it’s ready, run the power line up and through to the top, where you connect it to the lamp kit:

So that might be cool amiright?
What I do with it then?
No clue.

Maybe raffle it?

Your Thoughts in the comments
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Big Country

Greetings and Salutations!
Saturday nights blog was off due to Ranger J’s 50th Surprise B-Day Party which was great fun all around. It’s been faaar too long since we hung out as ‘life and sheee-it’ kept getting in the way. I think Gretchen had the most fun out of the three of us (Sapper was part of the festivities) as she had 4 ‘stronk dranks’
and got pretty well picklated. To the point I went out and found her on the porch having a cigar w/J and some of the others.

The next day she was paying for it. I almost felt bad.

Then we got the call. Her Dad had fallen again. This time through one of the front windows of the house. THANKFULLY when he had bought the house, he got the windows treated with that 3M Anti Debris Film that keeps a window from turning into lethal shrapnel when it breaks (like in the case of a hurricane). The film saved his life by not allowing him to get cut all to shit and bleed the fuck out.

HOWEVER the fucking front window was now kaput.
BCE and Gretchen to the fucking rescue
Again

Dammit.
Another fuckin’ Sunday blown to fucking shitballs. Dad was OK and we spent the day working on getting everything cleaned up and prepped for a repair.

I got home and collapsed.

So… I’m going to throw a few things out here. One is that DiveMedic has probably one of the better summations over at his place regarding the ‘unmasking’ of the now obvious DEI ‘hire’ who was the Pilot of the Crashhawk. BTW: A side note… we called ’em ‘Crashhawks’ as they had a bad rep when they first showed up in the Army, hence the name.

DiveMedic’s poast is HERE
Go hither and then come back for my observations.

Now.
My points.
OK: She joined in June 2019.
To move from 2LT Butterbar to a Shiny First Lieutenant (1LT) in the Army, you have to have 18-24 months of time in grade (normally) It becomes automatic at 24 months provided the LT in question can see lightning, and hear thunder, and hasn’t gotten caught fucking the Gen’ruls daughter. To move from 1st LT to Captain: around two to four years.

With at current staffing averages is running slightly in the 3 year range as there aren’t enough carcii to ‘fill in the blanks’ i.e. empty billets.

So -normally- that would be, at max time, 6 years for her to make Captain. The shortest amount of time? 4 Years. And that would have meant she was better than fucking Patton. At everything.

Now, it’s come out that she was a ‘planner’ or some such thing at the Drooler’s White Haus. I posted a lot of this info on Twitter and positively got brigaded by the ‘usual suspects’ saying that I had no idea what I was talking about and “How dare you!!!” a’la Greta. Positively insane shit! Many people tried to say that this was ‘minor additional duty’ and that she was only there for ceremonies and the like. The problem is what few pics of her at the WH show her NOT in uniform, and wearing standard WH credentials, meaning it was a full time gig.

She was ALSO a certified Sexual Harassment/Assault Response and Prevention (SHARP) advocate. SHARP being a program that provides support and resources to victims of sexual assault or harassment. Her family statement regarding her future was that she wanted to continue her education and become a physician when she got out of the Army. My question: When she went to UNC, what did she get her degree in? Inquiring minds and all that.

SO, add on that she had to (-sometime-) attend flight school. Army helicopter flight school, also known as Warrant Officer Flight Training (WOFT), typically takes about 18 months to complete. The length of the program can vary depending on the type of aircraft and the bird that the future intrepid birdman is going to fly. It can take up to 24 months at the longer side.

So you want to talk about a busy lil beaver?

IF she went directly to flight school AFTER graduation, and then pinned 1st LT immediately after, and then manages as a brand new pilot to get assigned to one of the most sought after and prestigious postings in Army Aviation? A unit like that is one that usually takes years to get selected to get assigned to. Brand New 2LTs who can’t find their asses with both hands even when said-ass in engulfed in flames normally need not apply. Instead this chick gets a coveted spot right out of Flight School, and then gets a Platoon Leader’s slot? And then gets the Executive Orifiers slot?

Where did the two years at the White House come from? It had to be right after flight school… may ran concurrently when she was ‘supposedly’ a Platoon Leader? And the makes XO of the Company, and gets punched to Captain!?!

NONE of the timeline makes sense.

The only thing I’m absolutely convinced of is that she made the right connections somewhere to get her A) into flight school and B) moved up in the top echelon of ‘promote ahead of peers’ to make rank that quick. I also believe she had to have had a ‘rabbi’ (a senior ranking occifer) who was hand holding her as she was NOT a ringknocker… that means usually kids like her go to the ‘rear of the promotion line’ as ROTC kids are faaaar behind the West Point Protective Association.

It absolutely reeks of special privilege.

I mean personally I’ve never heard of ‘Big Army’ NOT releasing the name of someone kil’t in this fashion at the request of the parents. Never. Not Once. and I had friends who died when they were in, and as far as I know, the parents sometimes unfortunately found out FROM the media that their loved one got waxed and that they had unfortunately ‘won’ the ‘SGLI Sweepstakes’ as we called it…

SGLI being the Soldier’s Group Life Insurance that paid out (I think) $250k if you bought the farm… it was our dark humor that gave it that name. So in my opinion, the time spent hiding her was to scrub the fuck out of all info on her as it would have immediately given Hegseth ammo to start the executions with.

So judging from DiveMedic’s intel, she was a canyon yodeler who was a perfect example of a ‘meh’-talented individual given faaar too many accolades and had undeserved achievements handed to her that unfortunately cost a LOT of innocents their lives. Hence why DEI is really DIE.

She was obviously being, as Captain Willard said of Colonel Kurtz in “Apocalypse Now”: “…(s)He was being groomed for one of the top slots of the corporation. General, Chief of Staff, anything…” Someone was moving her up, and moving her fast.

And as all such things DEI, the plan (and her) died a horrible death. The question is who was behind it. Again, we’ll never know…

So that’s what I got there.
Your thoughts in the comments always welcome!
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Big Country