I listen to the music on the car radio on the way in and out of Case and not ever the radio again for the remainder of the day. I used to have an extensive collection of records and CDs. All that was left behind without a backward glance. I used to listen to music a lot. To be honest, I still had my walkman and tapes even after I got my 6th dvd portable player, not one of which I have anymore. I go upstairs these days to listen to the rain and the music, quietly because the one I love most is sleeping below. I take the chance on bats flying in though I should really stir myself to put up the damned screen that is lying right there on the stairs but I love to listen to the rain.
As they do, my thoughts turned to the past as a I listened to the rain. My reading tonight led me to a past I had forgotten. I might have mentioned him somewhere near the outset but not since then. He was a rear admiral of the reserve navy and an architect. He was part of the rival organization mine was devoted to killing dead by any means but he was a good man.
The dirtbag then in command of that part of the Navy called on Mark one day and asked him when he planned to resign. What cemented the memory of him for me was his telling me his answer, never.
It really shouldn't take wars to clear out the dead wood at the top. To be honest, right now I don't know anymore. There is just one of my peers still in and he's a 3 star. I think the Army and Air Force have tested leaders who have led in battle, budgets and war. I'm afraid mine is going to be worthless. They got where they did like Dick Marcinko did and it's going to prove painful in the extreme. LCS, DDG crap, F=35, EM catapalts Carriers, Amphibs. Right now we are on a trajectory to the Brewster Buffalos at Wake and Midway.