Any of you old bastards remember when all of the smoke
belching seagoing tin cans had the kind of artwork on hatches, bulkheads and
water tight doors that would make your Granny turn in her grave?!? Hell, I
remember murals showing bare bosomed mermaids and stuff that made you fear the
Crackerjack in faraway places!! From Genuine Old Fashioned Pin up art to angry
Denizens of the Deep, we had quite a collection of artwork over the years!!!
These masterpieces of work were a lighthearted
representation of Workcenters, Divisions & Departments throughout the ship!
Anything from El Diablo to the skimpy laced Buxom Blonde was acceptable in
those days!! We had Sea Monsters, Popeye, Sharks, Octopus, and even goofy
cartoon characters like Wild E. Coyote and the Road Runner!!!
Yes, times have changed and some of the old traditions we
thought would live forever died along the way! They went with some of the older
traditions such as tacking the crow and getting whipped with the Shellback
Shillelagh!! They just don’t play those kind of games anymore… for better or
worse!!!
After Tailhook and the whole Battleship Iowa fiasco a few
years back… the ol’ Canoe club hopped onboard with this ‘Kinder Gentler’
woof-woof! Force Commanders felt that it wasn't nice to tease young boots anymore
and that we had to take it easy with Pollywogs and Junior Officers!! No more
titties exposed on our Shellback certificates, Disney princesses being ravished
by Big Bad Wolves or the Seven Dwarves, and no more Beer Swilling Barnacle Bill
types as the whole Gauddamned character assassination came about on the
‘Drunken Sailor’ image!!!
Them were the good ol’ Days I tell you! I don’t give a
damned who says it different! We used to have a whore or two in every port
until the damned ‘Do Gooders’ came about and decided that cohabitating with the
female love merchants selling affection with a little honey was some kind of
international sin and made it punishable by law!! Now you can’t tell the men from the women and
the women from the boys in this crazy outfit… How the hell is the Chief
supposed to square away his troops when we don’t even know who’s allowed to
where a skirt, make up and panty hose!! Just forget we’re anatomically
different!!!
Just like Bill Murray said in Ghost Busters…
“Dogs
and Cats living together… mass hysteria!”
Now it’s ‘Drop-The-Soap’ and ‘Transgender Panty Removal
Contests!’ It’s a totally different Navy than we joined years ago!! Now you get
to play Soapy Shower Pals with your whole Division… and you ain’t got no sexy
Mermaids breasts to look at!! Now what are you supposed to do with a 'Drunken Sailor?!?'
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