GERTZ: Marine Gunfight Rules

FOUND IT!!!

Who's Next?
One of the big news items of the past year concerned the fact that China, which we called "Red China," exploded a nuclear bomb, which we called a device. Then Indonesia announced that it was going to have one soon, and proliferation became the word of the day. Here's a song about that:

First we got the bomb, and that was good,
'Cause we love peace and motherhood.
Then Russia got the bomb, but that's okay,
'Cause the balance of power's maintained that way.
Who's next?

France got the bomb, but don't you grieve,
'Cause they're on our side (I believe).
China got the bomb, but have no fears,
They can't wipe us out for at least five years.
Who's next?

Then Indonesia claimed that they
Were gonna get one any day.
South Africa wants two, that's right:
One for the black and one for the white.
Who's next?

Egypt's gonna get one too,
Just to use on you know who.
So Israel's getting tense.
Wants one in self defense.
"The Lord's our shepherd," says the psalm,
But just in case, we better get a bomb.
Who's next?

Luxembourg is next to go,
And (who knows?) maybe Monaco.
We'll try to stay serene and calm
When Alabama gets the bomb.
Who's next?
Who's next?
Who's next?
Who's next?
Wernher von Braun

You beat me to it, jdege!

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Semper Fi

You mentioned Werner, so:

Wernher von Braun

And what is it that put America in the forefront of the nuclear nations? And what is it that will make it possible to spend twenty billion dollars of your money to put some clown on the moon? Well, it was good old American know how, that's what, as provided by good old Americans like Dr. Wernher von Braun!




Gather 'round while I sing you of Wernher von Braun,
A man whose allegiance
Is ruled by expedience.
Call him a Nazi, he won't even frown,
"Ha, Nazi, Schmazi," says Wernher von Braun.

Don't say that he's hypocritical,
Say rather that he's apolitical.
"Once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down?
That's not my department," says Wernher von Braun.

Some have harsh words for this man of renown,
But some think our attitude
Should be one of gratitude,
Like the widows and cripples in old London town,
Who owe their large pensions to Wernher von Braun.

You too may be a big hero,
Once you've learned to count backwards to zero.
"In German oder English I know how to count down,
Und I'm learning Chinese!" says Wernher von Braun.

ROFL! Thanks! I always liked that one too!

One more:

We Will All Go Together When We Go

I am reminded at this point of a fellow I used to know whose name was Henry, only to give you an idea of what a individualist he was, he spelled it H-E-N-3-R-Y. The three was silent, you see.

Henry was financially independent, having inherited his father's tar-and-feather business, and was therefore able to devote his full time to such intellectual pursuits as writing. I particularly remember a heartwarming novel of his about a young necrophiliac who finally achieved his boyhood ambition by becoming coroner. ... (scattered laughter) The rest of you can look it up when you get home.

In addition to writing, he indulged in a good deal of philosophizing. Like so many contemporary philosophers, he especially enjoyed giving helpful advice to people who were happier than he was. And one particular bit of advice which I recall - which is the reason I bring up this whole dreary story - is something he said once, before they took him away to the Massachusetts State Home for the Bewildered.

He said: "Life is like a sewer - what you get out of it depends on what you put into it." It's always seemed to me that this is precisely the sort of dynamic, positive thinking that we so desperately need today in these trying time of crisis and universal brouhaha. And so with this in mind, I have here a modern, positive, dynamic, uplifting song, in the tradition of the great old revival hymns. This one might more accurately be termed a survival hymn. It goes like this:


When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that sooner or l-
ater those you love will do the same for you.
And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do.
(But don't you worry.)

No more ashes, no more sackcloth,
And an arm band made of black cloth
Will some day nevermore adorn a sleeve.
For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too,
There'll be nobody left behind to grieve.

And we will all go together when we go.
What a comforting fact that is to know.
Universal bereavement,
An inspiring achievement,
Yes, we will all go together when we go.

We will all go together when we go.
All suffused with an incandescent glow.
No one will have the endurance
To collect on his insurance,
Lloyd's of London will be loaded when they go.

Oh we will all fry together when we fry.
We'll be french fried potatoes by and by.
There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie,
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry.

Down by the old maelstrom,
There'll be a storm before the calm.

And we will all bake together when we bake.
There'll be nobody present at the wake.
With complete participation
In that grand incineration,
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak.

Oh we will all char together when we char.
And let there be no moaning of the bar.
Just sing out a Te Deum
When you see that I.C.B.M.,
And the party will be come-as-you-are.

Oh, we will all burn together when we burn.
There'll be no need to stand and wait your turn.
When it's time for the fallout
And Saint Peter calls us all out,
We'll just drop our agendas and adjourn.

You will all go directly to your respective Valhallas.
Go directly, do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred dollahs.

And we will all go together when we go.
Every Hottentot and every Eskimo.
When the air becomes uranious,
We will all go simultaneous.
Yes, we all will go together
When we all go together,
Yes we all will go together when we go.

ROFL! Thanks, jdege! I was unfamiliar with that one!

BTW, I have volunteered to rejoin the Air Force for the upcoming show. By allowing me to be of service, it would free a woman to fly.

Having worked with and sometimes for the Air Force Rescue Coordination Center, formerly at Scott AFB, since around 1977, I was *persuaded* to accept a direct reservist's commission and blue suit when it was discovered that I was signed for around a million and a half dollars worth of radios during the St Louis area Mississippi flooding of the early 1990s, and that it was really more than an inactive individual reservist could legitimately be responsible for.

Following the 09/11 atrocity, the element I'm at present assigned to came under Army control, and I have the opportunity to be a staph ossipher and wear a green suit and new black beret that I don't even have to go to Ranger school for. But I've had fun with the zoomies, and may stay with them as a commo officer and dittychaser if I can. Besides, how many bluesuiters do you know who've earned balloon pilot's wings, aka *the lightbulb*.

-archy-/-

Lose the black beret.

In combat, you might be mistaken for:
A.) Ms.Monica Lewinsky
B.) A Frenchman, A Belgian, or some sort of English person
C.) A Painter
D.)Richard Wagner

As a commo person, you should know that a wrong ID like this would only give Saddam Hussein aid and comfort and confuse those attempting to fly close support missions. I date back to the era when pilots were judged to be smarter than bombs, so as we used to say in the Roman Air Force, take this advice Cum Grano Salis.

On Murphy's laws they forgot a couple of them:

32. The important things are always simple.

33. The simple things are always hard.

33. The easy way is always mined.

34. Professionals are predicable but wars are fought by amauters.

Amen! No question about it...
Also left out:

35. By the time you're happy with your position's fortifications and attributes...you've been zeroed in..

36. NEVER, EVER return home on the same track you took going out... It is now under their "tree stand".

37. Always see to the comfort, safety and happiness of your assigned Corpsman!

Semper Fi