Russian Subs Off East Coast a Surprise?

In case anyone missed the big headline today, the US (Navy, most likely) has “discovered” that two Russian Akula class fast attack subs have been patrolling approximately 200 miles off the east coast of the United States.

Oh, really? What a surprise.

Akula class fast attack sub

Russian officials responded vehemently to accusations that they were dabbling in Cold War-style cat-and-mouse manoeuvring but did not deny that two vessels had entered international waters just 200 miles of the US coast.

“Activities of Russian submarines in the world’s oceans outside their own waters do not violate international maritime law and are within normal practice,” a military-diplomatic source told the Russian state media.

Nuclear submarines off US coast ‘nothing to worry about’ says Russia – Times Online

As a veteran (fast attack) submariner of the Cold War, I can assure everyone who might read this that the only surprising thing about this event is that it actually made the news. Russia/The USSR has had it’s nuclear powered subs patrolling off our coasts both east and west ever since their first nuclear subs rolled out of their dry docks. The only difference between then and now is that back then this kind of thing would have never gotten out in public view…ever.

In my opinion, just the fact that this story was released tells me that our government is simply and blatantly letting the Russians know that we found their subs (of course we did, our Anti Submarine Warfare [ASW] technology is still well beyond theirs) and at this point those two subs might as well head for home since their “covertness” has just been blown. Something that is not supposed to happen under any circumstances with the possible exception of an on-board accident that immediately threatens the lives of the crew and loss of ship such as a reactor accident. Otherwise standing orders for any nuclear sub is; “And don’t let anyone find you, understand?”

In short, I wouldn’t want to be the commanding officer of either of those two Akulas tooling around our front yard ‘cuz they’re are going to catch hell when they get home.

The simple fact is that Russian/Soviet subs have always been there and, for the unforeseeable future, always will be. The (implied) threat is no greater than it has been in the past and by the same token, so is the threat of nuclear war—no different than it ever has been. That is until the Middle East countries and perhaps North Korea finally “get the bomb” at which point we’re all pretty much screwed.

Have a nice day. :D

Contrary to popular belief—I’m normal.

blclinic A few years back my then Primary Care Physician (PCP) at the VA, whom I shall refer to as “Young Dr. Young” henceforth,  had me take a pulmonary function test. This just happened to be the period of my life that was several months after my parents had passed away (my sister and I did the home care/home hospice thing and we were beyond wiped) and consequently when my health was at it’s worst. This little test had me blowing for all I was worth into an apparatus consisting of several large vials that were filled with a clear liquid.

The bubbles I was producing with all my huffing and puffing were quite pretty or at least I thought so in my oxygen deprived state.

BlowingBubbles But paying attention once again to the first paragraph of this post, the reader will have noticed that I had stated that I was, in fact, not in the best of shape of my life and still smoking at the time.

Okay, so I didn’t actually mention the smoking part in the first paragraph. I’m forgetful that way.

And due to this lack of health on my part and the results of the previously mentioned pulmonary function test, Young Dr. Young took it upon himself to pronounce to everyone at large, which included entering said diagnosis into my medical record, that I had COPD (often referred to as emphysema and/or chronic bronchitis).

I said horseshit.

lung-function-testNow, coming back to the present, I recently requested of my new PCP, whom I will refer to as simply “my PCP” (and she’s much better), a second pulmonary function test as I not only had doubts about the first test results but of Young Dr. Young himself.

Pulmonary test booth The second pulmonary function test took place this past July 23rd. This time they stuck me into a Plexiglas booth where I blew my brains out into tube that was stuck in a box that was hooked to hose that ran outside the booth and was connected to a computerized something or other (gasp) and all very modern,  technically advanced and no bubbles.

 

I got the results of this second test in Friday’s mail and you know what those results said?

Normal!

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Yes, I said normal. The test results reported no abnormalities, anomalies or reduced or degraded pulmonary functions whatsoever. Nothing, nada, zip, no problemos. For some odd reason I wasn’t surprised about this.

Not too shabby for a 50 year old man previously diagnosed with having a pulmonary disease that’s known to get progressively worse as time goes on even if I quit smoking…which I did…over 3 years ago. So much for Young Dr Young’s expertise and diagnosis.

He’s also the one who diagnosed me as “bipolar” which I also said horseshit to. He actually rescinded that diagnosis shortly before I gave him the boot (fooled him on that one didn’t I?).

It’s a good thing I’m not the type to worry about these things isn’t it?