Scientists Discover Chimps and Props Related


In a startling study scientists have been able to decode chimp DNA and find it surprisingly close to Prop DNA.
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Tempus might be a PMP, and sure he had to study, work many hours, etc., etc. But as for sheer professional clout - BOW DOWN, YOU MORTAL FOOLS, BEFORE HE WHO HAS PASSED THE RHODE ISLAND COMMERCIAL ADJUSTER EXAM. I reckon it took me 1/308th the effort that Tempus had to put in to be a PMP...
One Friday at the Bagram bazaar I saw an odd looking thing on one of the tables. After closer examination, I saw we had a genuine Erie Chemical Company 47mm smoke grenade launcher from the 1960s. I asked where this had come from, and got a vague answer of "the Panjshir valley". The Panjshir valley has always been a heavily armed place, but this was bordering on the absurd. BTW, the launcher now is mounted on a board at the customs police office at Bagram AF...

The Illinois Men's Rugby Club Old Boy's Weekend (alumni versus youngsters) saw the Inner Prop unleashed. Able to activate what Doug Buffone once described as "the Neanderthal Gene", he did quite well. I was lucky enough to play lock behind him, and did the better for it. The Prop also played in a second match, putting the rest of us to shame. Fortunately, I am not old school Shinto, or I would have had to commit seppuku right there and then.
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"Connor, be sure to sample the bouquet before drinking!"
Tim Worstall points us to the answer to the question, "Why is it that economists like zombie cannibals?"

A shop stall in Charikar. This one has been posted before. Not here, but on the Instapundit. The Professor told me he got a lot of e-mails about it...
I was going to say this was a fire engine from the Charikar fire department, but I think it is the fire engine of the Charikar fire department. Might be the only Afghan fire engine in all of Parwan Province too. Of course, they haven't got a lot of trouble with fires when you think about it. No real industry, houses primarily mud brick, hmm...

Village Elder from Qal'eh-ye Golay. Anyone who thinks poorly of an American military presence should ask this guy how they like it. We put a road at the edge of the village, and it was much better than what they had been using before. We leased ground from 5 different families, and the terms were so generous that they kept asking for extensions of the time of the leases. They had highly sought after jobs on the base. We drilled wells. The Koreans built them an enormous school. Sometimes I think they got together and just gave each other a bunch of high fives and satisfied smiles, chuckling all the while...
This photo is from the first patrol I went on in Afghanistan. I had recently become the CMO (Civil-Military Operations Officer) of Task Force Eagle (the outfit that was responsible for about 110 square km with about 300,000 people and two provincial capitals) I found out that I had little first hand knowledge of many places in this area. Only one way to fix that little problem - go out with the infantry. Almost all of my Afghan photos you see on this blog are a direct result of me trying to learn about the people and places in Parwan and Kapisa provinces. I was very lucky that I had the help of the 3/116th INF (Virgina National Guard) most of the time. Other times it was people like CSM Mark Bowman, the various RAF Regiment officers I have previously written about, and our own unit that kept me on track.
Hell's Angels, Afghanistan Branch? Nah. But motorcycles were popular, and with good reason. The roads were appalling...

They "jingled" everything. Above left is a water trailer used for mixing concrete in Salerno for the brick billets. Above right is mid-level of sophistocation in concrete mixing (at the high end we had a concrete batch plant and at the low end we had a pile of components on the ground that water was poured on (imagine making homemade pasta)). Afghans have pretty good bricks, but they normally use mud not mortar. They also don't butter the sides of the bricks so that at times you could see right through the 18" walls before they put the stucco on. Keeping things at an American level of quality control was very difficult. The brick does offer better protection over tents, its easier to cool and heat and it uses all native materials.
There sure aren't any Home Depots or Lowes in Charikar. If you want a board or a beam, however, drag some wood over to this fellow, and he'll make what you need. Seeing things like this always reminded me what a marvelous thing we have in our country's advanced economy. Every once in a while, when I am in a Menard's or a Super Target or such, a sense of wonder will come over me.
Gail, of Scribal Terror, sent me this link. Al-Faw must be some place to be stationed...
We had a contingent of New Zealanders with us at Bagram. They were terrific to be around - fun loving and had a way of lifting your spirits just by being there. I happened to have some pieces of my rugby kit with me, so they supplemented it by giving me an All Blacks jersey (The New Zealand National team) and one of their Kiwi hats. I don't know what possessed me to have my picture taken like this...
Some of you may remember my death-struggle with the weeds. Having beat them down, Nature, red in tooth and claw, decides to throw a new foe at me. More wasps than a Daughters of The American Revolution meeting. Nothing says summer like getting a face full of wasp spray blown back at you by a sudden gust, and while you totter at the top of an 8 foot ladder to boot.


The RAF Regiment is the Royal Air Force's ground force protection element. They are highly trained and fairly tough to boot. I had the pleasure of serving with 4 different officers from the Regiment. Up top are Squadron Leaders Matt Radnall (L) and Jamie Kendall (R). In the middle is Flight Lieutenant Adam Thompson and below is Squadron Leader Rich Langley. Damned good officers, and fine people all. To learn a little more about this rather unique bunch try this Website. Per Ardua!

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