On May 11, 2:23*pm, "Wilbur Hubbard"
wrote:

Why is it you so proudly and continuously display your plethora of blunders?

Is it because you have such a paucity of successes to laud?
Wilbur Hubbard


Cause Skip is a person with a normal amount of Self Disclosure. Its
called "Adult Conversation." Personnly I enjoy his posts. It also
sounds as though he is seeking information and training (OUPV) to
improve his knowledge. Hopfully his new knowledge will combine with
his experinces to form a compitant sailor.

I, for example, am seeking training and knowledge. However my modesty
prevents me from describing it here. gotta be a life long learner ya
kno.

Bob

Bob wrote in news:f1700158-5c48-4fe8-b715-
:

I, for example, am seeking training and knowledge. However my modesty
prevents me from describing it here. gotta be a life long learner ya
kno.

Bob


Don't let them hold you back, Bob! Anyone on any dock that claims to be
perfect is soon aground begging for a towboat. We're all in this
together.

The ones in the most trouble are those hermits that never ask the guy
down the dock for a hand or offers you a beer. Boating's no place for
snobs.

If I find one, I make it really hard on him by just pitching in with
whatever he's doing without being asked. "Hold a second. I got one of
those in my tools." and go running off to retrieve it. Next thing you
know, you've infected his whole family and they've joined the rest of the
dock in actually enjoying each other's company.

I've gotten some great trips on some really nice yachts like that. "Oh,
don't leave it like that. Hand me that (tool) and let's fix that before
something else happens."

Nothing's more fun than going to West Marine with a rich guy's VISA on
Saturday morning!....(c;

Lay yourself wide open for the usual lambasting. Don't hold back.
Nobody's been bitten in a long time and even that didn't require the
Rabies Series.

"Larry" wrote in message
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Bob wrote in news:f1700158-5c48-4fe8-b715-
:

I, for example, am seeking training and knowledge. However my modesty
prevents me from describing it here. gotta be a life long learner ya
kno.

Bob


Don't let them hold you back, Bob! Anyone on any dock that claims to be
perfect is soon aground begging for a towboat. We're all in this
together.

A committee of the inept equals an inept group of people. When it comes to
ineptitude more is definitely not better.

The ones in the most trouble are those hermits that never ask the guy
down the dock for a hand or offers you a beer. Boating's no place for
snobs.

He asks for help who needs help. He asks for the help of his betters not his
inferiors. Boating's no place for dependent weenies who can't function
without forming a committee.

If I find one, I make it really hard on him by just pitching in with
whatever he's doing without being asked. "Hold a second. I got one of
those in my tools." and go running off to retrieve it. Next thing you
know, you've infected his whole family and they've joined the rest of the
dock in actually enjoying each other's company.

He who is the most inept revels in the false belief that he is actually
needed by his superiors. Allow me to educate you. Needy folks like you are
nothing more than a pain in the arse. Grow up and learn how to take care of
yourself. Your present state of need causes those who can to, in effect,
become your parents because you never grew up and assumed responsibility.

You are obviously one of those liberal people who feel that your needs make
you more worthy than somebody whose needs are met by himself or herself. You
feel your greater neediness entitles you to free benefits from those of
those who produce. You feel you have a right to our abilities. You consume
only and your ethics tell you that it is more noble to consume than to
produce. You have no abilities but you feel you should be given the fruits
of those who have abilities. You actually feel you are a better person
because you've convinced yourself that the purpose of those who have is to
give to those who have not. You're pathetic.

Wilbur Hubbard

On 2008-05-12 13:13:06 -0400, "Wilbur Hubbard"
said:

He asks for help who needs help.

Hardly. Those who most need help are least likely to ask for it.

--
Jere Lull
Xan-à-Deux -- Tanzer 28 #4 out of Tolchester, MD
Xan's pages: http://web.mac.com/jerelull/iWeb/Xan/
Our BVI trips & tips: http://homepage.mac.com/jerelull/BVI/

On May 11, 7:12*pm, Larry wrote:
Bob wrote in news:f1700158-5c48-4fe8-b715-
:

I, for example, am seeking training *and knowledge. However my modesty
prevents me from describing it here. gotta be a life long learner ya
kno.

Bob

Don't let them hold you back, Bob! *Anyone on any dock that claims to be
perfect is soon aground begging for a towboat. *We're all in this
together.


Well, for fear of receiving harsh criticisim I will disclose a
personal fact. I hope nobody says anyting mean to me ....

I completed a STCW-95 Basic Safety Training course (BST). Much of it
was applicable to recreational boats. I would recomend ANY yachty to
find and take the 5 day course. ALthough dragging 1 1/2" preasurized
fire hoze in a near zero visibility smoke filled and fire blazing ship
simulator building may not totaly apply to a 68' swan or flying pig.
CERTAINLY the in-water survial craft/imersion suit/cold water
survivial is 100% transferable.

So get off your fat ass and get some real training and maybe ya wont
end up like that sissy on Red Clown terrified of getting his toes
wet.

But then again STCW-95 trainig isnt needed to be a brownwater coonass
"captain" like our coffee king. Ya got to be willing to go to the deep
end of the pool. Then STCW is required.

Bob

Bob wrote in news:dd9624dc-c91b-477a-aad5-287f5e0400e5
@k13g2000hse.googlegroups.com:

Then STCW is required.


Took the Navy firefighter training in the fake ship at Charleston Navy
Base. The instructor lit off the "ship" and droned on and on and on as the
flames got higher and higher and higher until little tornadoes were forming
over the openings. Then, he said, "OK, Gentlemen, she's ready!"

Then, my ship sent me to Damage Control School, the one with the flooding
compartments you either have to "save" with shoring and mattresses or drown
when the air bubble at the overhead is gone. THAT separated the men from
the claustrophobic in a hurry. I never heard so much screaming, even after
we'd succeeded in slowing up the deluge through the "hull"!

If the plastic boat catches fire, I'm not sure those epoxy fumes are
survivable for long....

Welcome to the group. You're way ahead of the 95th percentile. You've
already qualified for carbon and diesel fuel submersion.....(c;

Which license do you hold?

On May 12, 8:48*pm, Larry wrote:

Then, my ship sent me to Damage Control School, the one with the flooding
compartments you either have to "save" with shoring and mattresses or drown
when the air bubble at the overhead is gone. *THAT separated the men from
the claustrophobic in a hurry. *I never heard so much screaming, even after
we'd succeeded in slowing up the deluge through the "hull"!

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.

No license yet, just a rating
AB
at east when I finish my Lifeboatman in a couple weeks. This sailboat
thing is kinda fun but time to go back to work.
Bob

On May 13, 2:11*am, Bob wrote:
On May 12, 8:48*pm, Larry wrote:

Then, my ship sent me to Damage Control School, the one with the flooding
compartments you either have to "save" with shoring and mattresses or drown
when the air bubble at the overhead is gone. *THAT separated the men from
the claustrophobic in a hurry. *I never heard so much screaming, even after
we'd succeeded in slowing up the deluge through the "hull"!

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.

No license yet, just a rating
AB
at east when I finish my Lifeboatman in a couple weeks. This sailboat
thing is kinda fun but time to go back to work.
Bob

AB, oh you must mean Alzheimer bound.
Study hard Bob and you might rate Cabin Boy.

Fred

Bob wrote in news:d3842ec3-c5bb-402b-aa0c-df162a048cb3
@k1g2000prb.googlegroups.com:

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.


Unlike merchant seamen who can quit, Navy sailors don't have that option so
you can treat them as the slaves they truly are.

MY Navy was different than today. If you were to carry the garbage to the
dumpster on the pier, you either had to get into your dress uniform, ready
for inspection, or go through the paperwork motions and get a permission
slip signed by someone in authority to authorize you to walk onto the pier
in your dungarees the Navy was so ashamed of, because they actually WERE
slave's clothes.

Getting in your whites to take out the garbage was much easier.....

On Tue, 13 May 2008 14:56:07 +0000, Larry wrote:

Bob wrote in news:d3842ec3-c5bb-402b-aa0c-df162a048cb3
:

Heard several stories bout Damage Controll School ove the
years............ The word "screaming" was in each of them..... Sounds
a bit hard core.

Nah, part of the fun. Nobody was that scared. If you did it at Great
Lakes in the cold months like I did it was when the Lake Michigan
water hit your balls that the screaming really began.
It's the real stuff that has you ****ing your pants, not the training.
The Forrestal guys were brave men, and many died.
Part of my HT training in '76 was watching Navy videotape of DC crews
on that ship approaching flight deck fires with 500 pounders in the
flames. Time after time a bomb would explode and a hose team would
just simply disappear. Soon another team would replace them.
Think there was a 10 minute sequence where 3 teams were blasted away
by one fire. A Chief was commanding each team.
They ran out of Chiefs.
Hull Technician replaced Damage Control as a rating in the early '70s.
On my regular Navy tour I was a BT (boilerman) and as the wrecker on
my GQ casualty team once was called to an electrical fire in the aft
steering space. That smoke was so stinking bad it closed up you lungs
and eyes right away. I was scared to death.
Luckily the DC men didn't need me. They just put on OBA's, yelled at
me to get out, jumped into the hole and struck the fire with CO2
bottles. Never put on my OBA.
(Did you get the OBA as grenade deomonstration?)
As an HT reserve it was nothing but training.

Unlike merchant seamen who can quit, Navy sailors don't have that option so
you can treat them as the slaves they truly are.

MY Navy was different than today. If you were to carry the garbage to the
dumpster on the pier, you either had to get into your dress uniform, ready
for inspection, or go through the paperwork motions and get a permission
slip signed by someone in authority to authorize you to walk onto the pier
in your dungarees the Navy was so ashamed of, because they actually WERE
slave's clothes.

Getting in your whites to take out the garbage was much easier.....

I was shocked at the "discipline" difference between my '64-68 tour
and when I went back aboard ships in the reserves '75-76.
Zumwalt probably had a lot to do with that, but the times and the
command also make a difference.
AFAIK it's a better Navy today. Smarter. And can you believe there's
females on ships!? Don't mean to sound like Wilbur, but I still just
can't fathom that. As the 17 year-old I was, that would have drove me
absolutely crazy. But as I said, they're probably smarter now.
Still, even now at 61, it just don't seem "natural" for a fighting
ship, and it would have my mind in the wrong places.

--Vic