人体自然造型

人体自然造型A place for the random strokes of genius and madness which spring forth unbidden from the labyrinth of Truckman's mind...Caution: commentaries, media reviews, proclamations and dire warnings may be seasoned with a unique humor tasting strongly of tongue-in-cheek...

Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Recovery Under Less Than Ideal Conditions...

We're all familiar with the role aircraft carriers play in today's Navy, and we've all seen movies of the incredible action they see in combat...The scenes we're used to ordinarily take place in daylight with relatively clear weather, otherwise the movie wouldn't make much sense...In real life flight missions can and do occur in any kind of weather, at any time of the day...And although becoming airborne in those conditions may be somewhat routine, think about what happens post-sortie when it's time to recover these valuable aircraft and their priceless cargo, the trained and seemingly fearless aircrews...One of my regular sources for informative reading, The Warzone, had this article posted today in my regular newsfeed...It's not a short read at all, but worth the time spent, and its author, LCmdr. Joe Ruzicka, is as knowledgeable on this subject as anyone...

My imagination boggles when I think of the level of concentration displayed by not only the pilot of the aircraft approaching its moving target, but all the others who work in step with others to bring their multi-million dollar rides down to rest at precisely the right moment and position on their never motionless multi-billion dollar floating airfield...The pilot must not only keep his or her aircraft steady at a prescribed rate of descent and decreasing speed, but must remain alert for signals from the ship's traffic controllers who have the final say in whether the recovery is a go, or whether to abort and circle around for another attempt...In the case of the F/A-18 fighter, its driver must also remember that his ride was designed to fly at supersonic speeds, and doesn't necessarily perform at its best at carrier approach speeds, usually 150-165 mph...He must also bear in mind that the goal line is also moving forward against the prevailing wind at a speed of 40-50 mph...

If the traffic controller onboard the carrier does not feel the aircraft can make a safe landing (considered by most to be a controlled crash at best), the pilot is waved off for another attempt...In this case the pilot must remember that he is seldom alone in the air, and while circling for another try at recovery, the air is already crowded by those others who flew with him in his mission, and that they are awaiting their chance to be back aboard their home...In addition, flying at their own predetermined altitudes and tracks, are the aircrews of the unarmed EA-18G Growler versions of their own fighter, equipped for electronic warfare, and probably a Northrop Grumman E-2 Hawkeye which was launched from the same carrier to maintain its AWACS function, as well as at least one F/A-18 which was launched unarmed but carrying three fully loaded external fuel tanks prepared to act as a flying gas station when a landing must be aborted by an aircraft with not enough fuel for another attempt...Another possibility for airborne interference could be a rescue helicopter prepared to recover an aircrew forced to eject before a successful recovery...

The foregoing scenario would be enough to induce the early onset of old age in the more timid souls who remain earthbound for their existence, but is routine business for the professionals of the US Navy...Now imagine the same scene taking place in darkness, during a thunderstorm and possibly in the vicinity of an active enemy force...The same goal is there for the incoming aircrew, possibly bringing in a stricken or damaged aircraft hoping for a chance to land, be debriefed over coffee, sleep and repeat the same job a few hours later...This is compounded by the necessity to bring home all those support aircraft still in the sky after the last of the combat crews come in, all this in day or night, in any kind of weather, and in the presence of those ships surrounding the aircraft carrier, the cruisers and destroyers which make up its protective screen, any one of which could be mistaken in poor visibility for the targeted mother ship...At the same moment a combat air patrol (CAP) must maintain its launch and recovery schedule in its own mission to defend the ships under it...

But to those engaged in the business of defending our nation, it's all just another day on the job, and that job is being performed around the clock in all the world's oceans where somewhere you can be assured, conditions are dark and stormy...But these people, from aircrews, to commanders, to deck crews and all those in support of the mission, are all continuously trained to perform their jobs proficiently...Millions of defense dollars are spent constantly in that training...The knowledge that was imparted during that training was paid for at an even greater cost...It may be embedded in textbooks and software now, but it was bought and paid for by those who first lived it in battle, some who came home to talk of it, and some who couldn't because their actions were only witnessed by others at the time of their deaths...

Much of this subject was learned the hard way during the Battle of the Philippine Sea, 6/19-20/1944, sometimes referred to as the Great Marianas Turkey Shoot...It was a resounding victory by US forces against the Japanese Imperial Navy, but also came at a terrible cost in lives...The Marianas Islands were secured for Allied forces during that battle, and paid for with the lives of at least 109 Americans who could not celebrate their own victory...But it might not have even happened if not for the uneasy decision made by Adm. Mark Mitscher to strike the newly discovered JIN carrier force knowing that a night recovery by the striking air groups would become likely...As the returning aircraft approached, Mitscher also made the unprecedented decision to illuminate his carriers for the recovery as night landings at sea were never an event trained for by his aircrews...The success of this battle was the beginning in a new era of naval training...A more detailed contemporary telling of this decisive battle can be found in Volume VIII of Samuel Morison's monumental History of US Naval Operations In WWII...

We're coming up on Memorial Day as I compose this, and it is appropriate to think of all the brave souls who launched from their floating homes, never to return to it, and those who gave life and limb to teach what today's aviators take as common knowledge in their everyday actions...

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Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Welcome to Hell, Ira...

The sulfur ridden fumes of the bottom and hottest level of Hell reeked with even greater intensity on April 3, 2020, when the foul stench rose from the soul of Ira Einhorn as it was thrown on the flames to writhe in agony for eternity...For those who may not remember, and certainly weren't as closely connected to the facts as this writer, some of my earlier words concerning the misdeeds of this miscreant should be read as a reminder of how low a human being can sink...Today is Earth Day, an invented holiday which was once claimed as the creation of Einhorn as he basked in the warmth of the adoration heaped on him by the drug-addled and gullible hippies of the day, as well as his powerful and wealthy backers who expected more of a return for their investment than they ever received...For several years I have used Earth Day as a reminder to check the welfare of the despicable cretin who took the life of my friend, Holly Maddux...

Today I learned that I had finally lived long enough to know that Ira Einhorn has belatedly received the punishment he earned from the murder of my friend 43 years ago...He is dead, and I rejoice in his death, the story of which was buried along with many other newsworthy items by the worldwide attention focused on the Covid19 pandemic...In looking for news coverage of the long awaited termination of this wasted excuse for a life, I found many articles including this interview ten years ago which seemed remarkable in that Einhorn had no recognition that his crimes should be subject to prosecution...Ignoring all the evidence that he murdered my friend and classmate, then slept with her decomposing body only a few feet away for nearly two years, he said to the arresting officer when confronted with the sight of Holly's broken, crumpled body, "Well, you found what you found"...

At no time in the intervening years, which grew into decades as he was arrested, arraigned then skipped out on the bail posted by his wealthy and influential backers and entered a life as an international fugitive, did he ever exhibit any remorse, or even acknowledge his guilt...He even managed to beguile another woman, who bears a striking resemblance to Holly, both in ethereal beauty and sheer intelligence...He managed to marry this woman who, whether she knew of his crimes or not, supported him when he was in hiding, and did not waver in her loyalty even as he was taken into a reluctant custody by the cringing French who finally ran out of excuses for harboring the criminal...Some of that woman's story can be found here...I should warn my readers that this link contains photos of Holly's remains as they were found in Einhorn's Philadelphia apartment, and these are not for those of weak heart, nor queasy stomach...Be advised...

I can only say at this point I am glad to put to rest the knowledge that Einhorn lived this long...But I am even more happy to return my thoughts of Holly to those memories of her as head cheerleader of our high school, the holder of a black belt in jiu jitsu, an accomplished dancer, salutatorian of our graduating class and most importantly, my friend...


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Sunday, April 12, 2020

A bright idea with a dim future...

Another friend involved in a discussion of US dependency on the burgeoning sourcing of products manufactured in China has suggested the establishment of new industries founded in Mexico which, on the surface, would curtail the growth of our addiction to the cheaper prices of items imported from China...This idea, while certainly having its merits if the results could stem the tide of illegal immigration, and the suffering of those Mexican citizens at the lowest rung of Mexican society, also has its detriments...

One of Mexico's principal industries at this moment is the import/export of illicit drugs through South and Central America to North American markets...The primary goals of these criminal industries include not only keeping the channels open for movement of their product, but employing a back channel for the flow and usage of the money gained from their profits...A legitimate opening for the flow of such ill-gained profits would be the building of factories and distribution facilities for products previously sourced in China...By disguising this sudden flow of finance behind a mask of legitimacy, new industry and employment would be welcomed with open arms by those seeing the immediate advantages...

Such creative business practice was and is still exemplified by the Italian Mafia gangsters who assumed control over many parts of American and worldwide businesses, with the assistance of corrupt government players in every corner of the world...The Mexican cartels already operate by channeling some profit to members of governments who look the other way when drug traffic enters their field of sight...Using the Mafia's blueprint for success, it seems a natural for them to finance new legitimate Mexican business with the cooperation of multiple governments...

Everybody involved in this employment gets greased as crime continues to be rooted even deeper at the expense of the destroyed lives of those addicts whose existence is deemed unsalvageable and better off dead and forgotten...In my opinion I think we're in a hole which we keep digging deeper...

One solution, and possibly the only viable one for long range victory, involves the commitment of military force with the cooperation of law enforcement and prosecutorial entities dedicated to eradicating criminal activities at any cost...The price paid of such an effort in both financial and human terms would be staggering and thus opposed by all levels of humanity...However, that same humanity cannot argue that infiltration of itself by the greed for power through criminality would be halted by the permanent removal of those who revel in it...As it stands now, that goal is an impossible one to reach as greed and the crime it spawns sinks its talons deeper into our existence...It is also known that the permanent removal of any criminal entity only results in the rise of more human scum in the stagnant pool we have created ourselves...Only a loud enough cry of "Enough!" will change that...

Swapping a source of products controlled by a diametrically opposed philosophy of government such as Red China and thereby increasing its power, for another which has been shown demonstrably as being susceptible to the influence of organized crime, only hastens our own demise at the expense of humanity...

My thanks to Phillbo for starting the discussion...


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Saturday, April 11, 2020

A meal for the mind, perhaps a feast for the soul...

A friend in another medium furnished a recent interview conducted with Pope Francis in the interest of clarifying what seemed to be snippets of the Pope's words which were taken out of context...As usual, the original source provides a better understanding of the thoughts behind the words than the interpretation by a critic...In the linked interview I saw some of the Pope's expanded thinking as he attempts to reconcile Jesus' acceptance of all people regardless of birthright, earthly gains or deformities as opposed to the common norm of wishing to weed out and isolate the weaker, disenfranchised of us such as those he mentioned born with Downs Syndrome, or those whose innate strengths were sapped by the circumstances of life...It gives me a new perspective in the argument in favor of inclusiveness for those who not only look and behave differently, but also act and emote on a different scale...Definitely thoughtworthy...

The Pope also makes obvious his study of history, and the effect which its study can have on those of us attempting to either endure or alter our present lives...He exemplifies this by eschewing the notion of a welfare system for the poor, suggesting instead that they should be offered support not in perpetuity, but until they can provide for themselves...The most important part of that thought was that he did not suggest the equalization of wealth, rather the leveling of opportunity for self-reliance...To accomplish that, he suggests going among people of a different strata in observation of their methods of coping with what they abhor, and preserving what they adore...And since the Pope chose to concentrate his examples on differences in levels of earthly wealth, I suggest that people from any point in the spectrum of worldly gain could learn from that practice...

The Pope further suggests the Church (and even though he may have meant only the Catholic Church, I choose to think of it as all God's believers) as a "tension between disorder and harmony," which to my thinking infers a bridge between chaos and peace...It further suggests that individuals might cross from one to the other without the understanding that both cannot exist on the same plane, and that what is seen as desirable from one may entail shunning that which appears beneficial from the other...Such decisions are the reason God granted mankind the gift of independent thought...The actions we choose guide not only our own destination, but the direction in which those who follow might take...

The Pope's words were offered in a time of isolation for many of us, and uncertainty for all of us...It may not change societal thinking on a grand scale, but reading it may pry open a few minds enough to let a little light and new air into an otherwise stagnant room...Thanks to Dave for the link...


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Saturday, January 25, 2020

A-salting the senses...

My muse presented me with some of her night thoughts which kept her mind aglow, preventing the onset of merciful sleep before the challenges presented by another day...In thinking her best course of action might lie in taking her latest puzzle with a grain of salt, she began to wonder why that axiom occurred to her, and in thinking she knew its meaning, she asked the Google ogre to confirm it...In its contrariness, the ogre disagreed with what her mind told her the phrase meant, yet she knew the ogre could only parrot what other glottologists claimed was correct...

Diving deep into the well of consciousness to do your thinking means there is less light to guide you on your way...That is why it's so easy to get lost down there...You have to move slower, and use your other senses to define for your mind what you've found...And like the blind men trying to describe an elephant, those sensors can only tell your mind what is available to them of this strange concept in your path...It's up to your mind to put it all together accurately before you can know what to do with it...

Coming across that grain of salt with your daylight senses would also give different meanings...Your eye can see it's tiny and might dismiss it as insignificant, until the wind blew it into your eye, then it would know that its size belied its strength...Your finger might decide the eye was right about its size, but its texture is hard and has some strength, but not enough to prevent it from being crushed...Your ear can hear it being crushed and knows that whatever else it is, it is vulnerable to pressure...Your nose detects a faint odor reminiscent of the ocean, and reports that it's large and wet...Your finger brings it to your tongue where your sense of taste tells you it's good, but it needs more french fries...

I like it that she comes to me when her thoughts hit a roadblock...It gives me some sort of meaningfulness that I seldom get because so few come to me expecting enlightenment...Reaching an age closer to one's terminal end than where life began imbues a person with the desire to pass on whatever knowledge has been gained by the experiences of a lifetime...This is why it becomes increasingly significant during life's journey when another thinker presents the thoughts that defy the attempts to define it...All I can offer is my own concept of meaning based on my own experience, offered with my appreciation for the perceived value of my thoughts...

Whatever it is that your heart is telling you, it is no bigger than any other obstacle you've faced so far...Your experience in overcoming problems up to this point will guide you when it reveals itself...And in the later moments of your own life, you may find another wanderer who asks your guidance...

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Monday, January 13, 2020

Up to date...

Recently a young lady of my acquaintance evoked a recitation of my activities over the last several years...After thinking about my response to her, it occurred to me that it might make an informative article for those few followers who wish a brief summary of Truckman's activities since retirement from business...It began with an explanation of what I commonly refer to as the gun dealer's retirement program, or in more cryptic terms, the precious metals business...

That term is how I've always referred to the hobos and winos who pick up trash in a shopping basket along the roads, and sell them to recyclers for their next meal or bottle or whatever...Now I'm one of them...I walk for exercise, and to lower my blood glucose reading on the advice of my endocrinologist, and the collection of discarded beverage cans I find along the way satisfies the capitalist in me as I sell them to a recycler when I visit my doctors...Sometimes I even get enough to finance the Medicare co-pay...My last divorce was final when I was 61...I was beat up emotionally, mentally and I was physically exhausted, so I said "To Hell with it all," sold my business (for less than it was really worth) and retired...I wasn't broke, but I was far from rich...I paid off all my debts, and since I don't drink, smoke, chew, dip, gamble, abuse drugs or rent hookers, my expenditures are low...Everything I have is paid for, and six months later I took early Social Security (even taking the 25% penalty for doing so), and for 12 years I've managed to live on that...

After becoming self-unemployed, it didn't take long before boredom took root, so using the internet forum where I've posted since 2003, I created Truckman Parody Studios situated on the palatial Truckman Estate and populated by the cast of my videos (all reformed, retired and rehabilitated former Nazis including Mr. Hitler) and a rotating staff of my beautiful and unavailable nieces, plus the members of the forum in the personas of their internet personalities, and guarded by my vicious patrol team of Peke-a-Poos (RIP)...It became a minor hit with them, but was ignored by the rest of the YouTube world who seem to prefer poorly written, grammatically incorrect and profanity laden parodies instead...

From that I moved to my Lefty In The News blog which was a continuation of the parody world which I situated in the Hobby Airport area where an old friend of mine lived with his daughter...I kept it alive until he went increasingly blind, and now he is deceased...I also proofread and edited his books for him since his blindness made that impossible...He led one of the most fascinating lives ever...Most people just thought he was the biggest bullthrower ever, and some (supposedly his friends) called him outright as a liar...I knew all he said true because I had seen the evidence, and it was all indisputable...I, and others, urged him to put it all down on paper before it was too late, and finally, since he was approaching 90 years of age, he let me help him...He assembled all his evidence collected over his lifetime (he never threw away anything), made digital images of everything, put down all the words and showed it to me...I proofread it, corrected spelling and typos and such, rearranged it all to be readable, all of which he approved, then he published it as his memoirs...

All the naysayers got a chance to read the book, examine the evidence and decide for themselves whether it was true or just imaginary...Some of them just shut up completely, but most admitted that he had truly lived a remarkable life...From there I helped with his other books, and got them published...He even wrote one about Lefty under his pen name of Ifar Toften, which was mostly just copied from what was already posted in the forums...Afterwards I started publishing my own books beginning with a reprint (edited and expanded) from Lefty's blog, and including some new material...It's still at the top of the hasn't-sold-a-copy-yet list...But I was undeterred and went ahead and published my other unread masterpieces anyway...

I started with Thoughts & Ideas which was a re-written and expanded version of some of the articles I had posted on my newer blog, which I had started for some of my more serious thoughts which did not fit within the context of Lefty's blog...I did it mainly for the benefit of my Mom, who had told me my entire lifetime that she had always wished for an author in the family...Since she had never, and would never get near the internet or a computer, I did the editing on my already-posted articles and published them for her...Some of those articles included some research I had done concerning her younger brother, my Uncle Vernon...Little was known about his wartime service in WWII because he preferred not to talk about it...And since he had passed away when I was stationed overseas, little could be gained from other relatives, not even my cousin who had made a post-retirement project of genealogical research of that side of my family...

With the help of my Mom I finally located some letters he had written to her from the Pacific during those years...Wartime censorship being what it was, he could tell her little of what he was doing or where, but from the postmarks I could at least know what ship he served as a crewmember...As it turned out, nothing had ever been written of his ship, and very little even of the type of ship, of which fewer than 100 ever existed...Everything I could find amounted to a booklength effort which I titled after the ship, APc-48 (ships of this size were never named, only numbered, the reason for which was explained in the book)...Its publication greatly pleased my Mom whose life's ambition had finally been realized...Following its printing, I came across a small, closed Facebook group dedicated to knowledge of this type of ship, and I also located in the National Archives the official War Diary of APc-48, of which a portion was mysteriously omitted covering about a month just prior to the expected Japanese surrender...Not redacted, but completely missing...Other than that one month, All the time from its commissioning to its postwar decommissioning was covered...My efforts to find this missing month have been fruitless although some clues still exist...

My new information led to a new book titled APc-48 - Journeys, which I published separately...I later combined both books, edited slightly with a little new material, and re-published it under one cover as APc-48 - Combined Edition...Both books went to print before the passing away of my Mom, which pleased both us immensely...Other than some of the members of the aforementioned Facebook group, few copies ever sold, and I've left both of the originals available for sale for those who bought one or the other, but the combined edition is the better bargain for those new readers who have interest...My books are now featured as recommended reading on the definitive source for all aspects of US Navy history, Navsource...My friend, Gary Priolo, who is Project General Manager at Navsource, and I have stayed in contact about any new developments...With this I made the assumption that nothing else would ever be known about my Uncle's ship, or of his wartime service...I should have known better as later I was contacted by another writer, who happened to have a copy of the complete blueprints of the APc series of ships obtained from the Bureau of Ships (BuShips)...He sent me a high quality TIFF copy from which I was able to gain the complete specifications of construction, even including the types of wood and materials used in construction...With that, I started yet another book shortly before the death of my Mom, the knowledge of which pleased her greatly...

Alas, further progress was curtailed by not only the many details and new duties I assumed following her demise, but by other events including my own health issues, two vehicle accidents which also initiated the search for another truck to replace my beloved Dodge, plus a sequence of repairs on my home and other events which caused my book research to lapse into disarray...My intention is still to take up research and publish another book to complete the tale of my Uncle's Navy service, and that of his ship...At this time of writing, I have about 200 pages of it assembled, and a basic outline of chapter headings...It occurs to me that some may wonder why I have never begun a book concerning my own life, and the reason is I am not a vain person, and think such an effort would receive little attention...If at some point, however, a future researcher found the project interesting enough, a thorough reading of my blogs, including my photo blog, plus the mountainous chore of reading the more than 38,000 posts I've accumulated at my most prolific internet discussion board (paying particular attention to a careful reading between the lines of all sources) might find enough to make this laborious task come to fruition...But I suspect no one will ever find the time nor the energy and ambition for such a project...


In the meantime, those of my readership champing at the bit for more Truckman will have to satisfy their odd desires by tuning to this and my other blogs, and to the more frequent forum postings...

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Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Liebensraum Without The Bloodshed...

A recent question posed by my friend, and fellow historical thinker who writes under the sobriquet "Independent Voter," has posed a question on our common discussion board, The Cracker Barrel Philosophers, concerning Russia's decision to deny American astronauts shuttle service to the International Space Station by possibly not renewing the transport contract they have shared since 2011...The ultimate goal of space exploration by any nation, or any privately held enterprise is to afford suitable living conditions beyond the gravitational pull of Planet Earth...Such a quest has been imagined for centuries, but only in the last 50 years became a reality as American astronauts became the first humans to walk on the lunar surface...

This makes me wonder how different the space program might have looked if Germany's elected leader in the 1930's had not been a raving lunatic whose only goal was to populate the world with his imaginary "Aryan" race, but had still been obsessed with his idea of Liebensraum (living space) for Germans...In which direction would a peace-minded Adolf Hitler have looked if his view from Berlin had only included the surrounding European nations, plus the cold waters of the Baltic and North Seas?...Germany already existed built upon the rubble of the many smaller tribes and failed conquerors which had come and gone before, and the only untapped direction he could have found would have driven his gaze upwards and out from the bounds of gravity into outer space...

Far-thinking Germans had established the Society For Space Travel in 1927, and conducted their first successful rocket launch in 1930, three years before Hitler became Chancellor of Germany...The later famous Werner Von Braun was an early member, and later was chosen by Der Fuehrer to execute the deadly V-2 program...Fortunately for the postwar US space exploration program, Von Braun was quickly shuttled into the western side of the Iron Curtain when it came time to divvy up the pool of surviving German scientists...But had Hitler chosen to array Germany's formidable military forces in a defensive manner directed mainly at the Red Horde to the east led by the equally, if not more insane and bloodthirsty tyrant Joseph Stalin, the considerable scientific talent available to him within his own borders could have been used to leap into the areas beyond the clouds rather than set Terra Firma awash in human blood...

The concept of lunar colonization has also inspired fictional depictions, some of an entertaining nature, and others of a sadder belief in a fantasy world...An escapee from the Hitlerian hell that Germany later became, filmmaker Fritz Lang directed the silent classic of 1929, "Frau im Mond" (Woman in the Moon), which dealt with moon colonization...Television of course inspired numerous series dealing with space exploration and habitation of other planets, notably "Star Trek" and "Lost in Space"...Fiction writers have long allowed space exploration to fuel their published tales...Jules Verne, Isaac Asimov and Ray Bradbury have fired the imaginations of many readers, some of which went on to fulfill their dreams of stepping beyond the bounds of Earth, and into the limitless possibilities of space...

The founders of Germany's Society For Space Travel drew much of their inspiration from serving as technical consultants for Fritz Lang's work of film science fiction...Lang himself despised Nazism and all it stood for, wisely departing the country before his own Jewish family heritage could be discovered and held against him, and one of the Society's founders, Willy Ley, also successfully escaped the Nazi clutches, settling in America as a writer...Co-founder Max Valier experimented with rocket-powered cars and aircraft until one of his liquid-fueled rockets exploded on his workbench, killing him...The Society's driving force and other co-founder, Johannes Winkler, spent the remainder of his life in Germany designing rockets and RATO units for Junkers Flugzeug und Motorenwerke AG throughout the Nazi regime and until his death in 1947...The Society itself was disbanded in 1934, a year after Hitler assumed power along with his toadlings...

If however Hitler had been able to channel his energies for bloodlust and hatred for all things non-germanic into the truly innovative solution to liebensraum of populating non-earthly but inhabitable heavenly bodies, his legacy in world history might have taken an entirely different turn...Speculating on the might-have-been has more value than fueling the scripts of more Hollywood epics; it can also be used as a value lesson in combining conjecture over turning points in history with possible future opportunities, planning roadmaps for action in avoiding future calamitous wars...Successful military units always have strategic plans for all possible events, most of which are never used because only one such event presents itself...Preparation for the one which does occur is why we hypothesize over the merely possible...

If, after securing Germany's borders against a costly invasion from the east, Hitler had then seen the only real direction for expansion without bloodshed was skyward, the talent already present in Deutschland such as the previously mentioned Werner Von Braun and others in his Peenemunde V-2 team, plus the untapped ability of thinkers like Heinz-Hermann Koelle, whose flair for forward thinking was wasted as a pilot in Reichsmarschall Goering's Luftwaffe...Following the war Koelle's interest in rockets led him to re-form the Society For Space Travel, and through this association, and his attainment of a degree in mechanical engineering at the post-war University of Stuttgart, he was recommended by Von Braun to join the US Army Ballistic Missile Agency, culminating in his design for the Saturn I rocket, and its success in the Explorer and Apollo programs...

Such thinkers combined with the other aeronautical minds existing in 1930's Germany could have led to early settlement of the space frontier by humans, and secured Hitler's place in history as one of humanity's greatest leaders, instead of being remembered as a practitioner of genocide...Colonization beyond Earth's atmosphere might have become reality in his time instead of remaining a far off dream even in this day...But alas, Der Fuehrer was indeed a psychopath with a tunnel vision outlook focused only on reducing humanity to a godless, fair-skinned image with minds uniformly clouded with hatred...We can only hope to have learned the early warning signs of allowing such a costly error to go unchecked...


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