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My 1993-dated copy of the Stuttman Military Yearbook is volume 1 of 6.
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A couple weeks ago at the Knoxville IPMS meeting, a fellow member was clearing out his closet of old periodicals and some of us got to divvying the pieces among them.  When I saw that he had old issues of War Monthly and True War among them, I shamelessly scooped up as much of those as I could.

Both those magazines were influences on me, and perhaps more than I'd care to admit.

War Monthly was the product of the Marshall Cavendish publishing powerhouse, and (I felt) a good value for the combination of artwork, writing and layout work.  The articles would get repurposed into volumes, and from there sometimes into whole coffee table books.

True War, on the other hand, was the product of the notorious low-budget tabloid schlockmeister and pornographer Myron Fass at Countrywide Publications.  The only color content was on the cover, and the interior was made up mainly of archival or press-release photos and cut-to-the-bone prose.  True to form, their presentation on the Battle of Arnhem (for an example) was slimmer in both page count and journalist prowess as the photo spread of Cornelius Ryan's book A BRIDGE TOO FAR!  I got a replacement copy of an issue of True War I thought I lost in 1978 and now that I think about it, I think one of my parents could have thrown mine out in disgust.

To make a long story short, I couldn't afford as a kid to subscribe to War Monthly, and even if the option were available my folks probably wouldn't have condoned me subscribing to True War.  My main go-to publisher of magazines from then was Challenge Publications (Air Classics, Air Combat, Air Progress, Military Modeler, etc.).

But I'm glad to get back these.  And then I found a bunch of online sources for .pdf versions of War Monthly, so one way or another I have all the content from the get-go through to Issue 49.  The series lasted much longer than that, but the later ones are very hard to find because they were subscription-only and most went to library collections.

FP

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From a book I found years ago in the Carson Newman University library on the history of privateering in America...

How the prize money was divided among the crew of a Revolution/Napoleonic-era ship:
15% -- The Captain, who might be obliged to pay his superiors in his fleet
10% -- split between the Captain's Lieutenants and the Sailing Master
10% -- split among the Marine officers, the Surgeon, the Purser, the Boatswain, the Gunner, the Carpenter, the Masters' Mates and the Chaplain
15% -- split among the Midshipmen, the Surgeon's Mates, the Captain's Clerk, the Schoolmaster, the Boatswain's Mates, the Steward, the Sailmaker, the Master-At-Arms, the Armourer and the Coxswain
15% -- split among the Gunner's Yeomen, the Boatswain's Yeomen, the Quartermasters, the Quarter Gunner, the Coopers, the Sailmaker's Mates, the Sergeants and Corporals of the Marines, the Drummer, the Fifer, and the Petty Officers
35% -- split among the Seamen, the Marines and the Boys

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I spent another fruitless while yesterday in the Bargain Basement of Books Warehouse in Pigeon Forge yesterday.  The place is a shambles with tens of thousands of books in bins or on shelves with very little in the way of organization.  It's impossibly difficult to find anything specific.

My thinking there went in this direction: if I had one of those quadcopter drones that could carry a camera, or perhaps carry my smartphone and have it act as a camera, I could photorecon the whole space and then have a computer program determine all the books it saw.  Then I could virtually search that data and see if there was anything I wanted or needed.

I feel it's probably a good likelihood that somebody's already thought of something like this.

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Sagittarius Horoscope for week of September 4, 2014

In Roald Dahl's kids' story James and the Giant Peach, 501 seagulls are needed to carry the giant peach from a spot near the Azores all the way across the Atlantic Ocean to New York City. But physics students at the U.K.'s University of Leicester have determined that such a modest contingent wouldn't be nearly enough to achieve a successful airlift. By their calculations, there'd have to be a minimum of 2,425,907 seagulls involved. I urge you to consider the possibility that you, too, will require more power than you have estimated to accomplish your own magic feat. Certainly not almost 5,000 times more, as in the case of the seagulls. Fifteen percent more should be enough. (P.S. I'm almost positive you can rustle up that extra 15 percent.)

Oddly enough I noticed that the film version of Jonathan Livingston Seagull was available on DVD from Oldies.com and I was rather curious about that.  Was it a sign?

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(Linking to an NPR Post ABOUT THIS, I added:)

I remember when OMNI magazine had an article about a fiction-writing artificial intelligence named Racter.

Elsewhere today I on Facebook I linked to an article about a thesis-writing app that has suddenly become a tool for abuse among scientific scholarly “authors”.

Allow me to connect some more dots here.  Upstairs, I have a lectern dictionary I snitched from my brother, who acquired it in a neighbor’s garage sale.  One of the features of this dictionary is a bibliography of the World’s Great Books, as judged in the 1950s when the dictionary was compiled.  Over 2500 books are included, all now public domain.
In theory, a battery of artificial intelligences can figure out all the story genres you like, and then mine the public domain for paradigms on which to construct new material especially for you, in manners that particularly appeal to you.  They would make a whole new canon—just for you.
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The catalog from AutomationDirect.com is The Letter Bomb. The actual paper portion is bigger than a phone directory for Manhattan, and it also comes with a digital duplicate on DVD.

So why did I request one? They carry electronics components. A lot of which would go into the F.L.I.G.H.T.S.I.M. build if I could swing it.
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The webcomic keeps me interested in comics in general, but the last time I bought a NEW comic book was when BATTLER BRITTON appeared a few years ago. I'm more likely to get collected volumes of past comics than buy the stuff on the racks these days.

Judging by what I have currently, I suppose my answer to the latter question is ENEMY ACE.
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I went to the library's annual book sale and got a hardback copy of Carl Sagan's Cosmos, which I'll probably spend the summer reading and re-reading.

What piqued my immediate interest are diagrams of the three main hypothetical starship designs of the Sixties and Seventies: Orion, Daedalus, and the Bussard Ramscoop. I'd first learned about Orion from The Future of Flight by Dean Ing and Leik Myrabo, a book I got when I was a Freshman in college--some twenty-five years after the program's cancellation following the imposition of the Nuclear Weapons Test Ban Treaty. The Orion program centered around a rocket whose thrust was generated by atomic bomb blasts. The U.S. Air Force had already succeeded in tests with a scale model powered by conventional explosives and had started spadework on a full-size vehicle when they were ordered to drop it and move on to other things.

The full-sized ship would have been over 100 meters long, probably weighed in the neighborhood of 100 thousand tons, and have a likely crew of 35 people. And, if the program had contined, manned missions to the planets and possibly even beyond the Solar system would have begun by 1970.

Now I'm thinking about building a model of the ship and plotting out a low-budget movie asking the question: "What if an Orion had been built and secretly launched out of the Solar system then? Where could the ship be now?"
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Sagittarius Horoscope for week of April 26, 2012

In the famous children's book The Little Prince, the hero lives on an asteroid with three volcanoes, two active and one dormant. One day he decides to leave home and travel to other realms. Before departing, he meticulously scours all three volcanoes. "If they are well cleaned out," the narrator reports, "volcanoes burn slowly and steadily, without any eruptions." I recommend that you take after the Little Prince, Sagittarius. It's high time to attend to the upkeep of your volcanoes. Make sure they will burn slow and steady in the coming months, even when you're not at home.


--"You lava me now or you lava me not!"--Jimmy Buffett
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This may or may not surprise you: while I did "go to college", I never actually "left home" and so I had a front row seat for my mother's entire literary career. She started by subscribing to Writer's Digest magazine at about the time my brother started school, and she took up the magazine's correspondence courses in creative writing. After a few short stories that never saw print, she turned to novel writing.

I LINK TO MOST OF HER COMPLETED WORKS HERE, but since that time one of her previous print-only books was re-issued as an e-book, we were attempting to get her only remaining print-only novel re-issued as well, and two other complete books had been submitted to her publisher but hadn't seen release. (I'll have to get back to her publisher[s] about that myself.) She's done a lot of work on her final book, and I hope to arrange for an author friend of hers here to complete it for her.

That still leaves a kennel full of orphaned story pups and kittens. As her assistant, I tried to keep track of them so I could help Mum stay focussed; I had a little file called the Tracker set up to log down which project was which. I'll share with you a selection of what was in it as of 2006, plus some other older concepts Jane had come upon.

ARTIST IN RESIDENCE: About a drama professor getting started at a small liberal arts college.

CELEBRITY CAMP: A reality-show inspired story about a secluded retreat where newly-rich and newly-famous people get accultured and learn to avoid the troubles of the new realities. (Previously, Jane had a similar idea called SNOB SCHOOL, about a teenage girl of a rock radio entrepreneur having to attend debutante school on the orders of her new stepfamily.)

THE CHILI POKER CLUB: A set of fast college friends try to keep their relationships alive after graduation by perpetuating a poker game club.

COMPLETE SET: A struggling young woman acquires a box of what she thinks is sewing patterns from a deceased lady's estate sale, but it turns out to be a collection of baseball cards kept in memory of her son lost in Vietnam. The discovery brings the woman into conflict with a recent widower friend of the lady and his pre-adolescent baseball fan son.

THE CONDO: A suspense tale about a woman fleeing a stalker, a private detective investigating hints of an impending cybernetic break-in at a bank, and the condo room they wind up having to share over that weekend.

CRISPY CONE: A sequel to DEARLY BELOVED set in the same town, about the family who runs a drive-in diner that is one of the social centers of the community.

THE DUCHESS: Based on the true life of Eleanora, an heir to nobility in Renaissance Italy who was at the center of many political intrigues and married the young Duke of Urbino in 1508.

THE FLIRTATION: It's been a long time since I'd seen this, so I've forgotten a lot about it. I think it's about a wager between two romantic intellectual rivals.

I'D RATHER BE IN VENICE: A very self-referential romantic suspense story about the world of art thieves and forgery.

MARRYING MAN: Set in Andrew Jackson-era Tennessee, it's about a "horse whisperer" woman who is something of a feminist--and her family's attempts to find a match for her and get her to "settle down".

THE OTHER WOMAN'S OTHER MAN: A fiancee hires a detective to verify the faith of her would-be husband...and the two determine that what looks like infidelity may in fact be blackmail.

PIECES OF THE PAST: The discovery of a quilt hidden in a wall of an old house being renovated leads to a treasure hunt--and some antics from ghosts of the house's previous occupants.

RESOLUTIONS: Three women at a New Year's Eve party are told by a psychic to write down their resolutions and the psychic promises to make them come true. The narrative follows the three over the course of the year...at the end they, and their loved ones, find that it all came true, but with changes.

SAFE AT HOME: A woman who swears off men after a break-up instead gets a break-in when a new tenant at her duplex mistakes her side for the side he's started renting. Can he make it up to her? Will she let him?

TWENTY-ONE GUN SALUTE: A young woman in a rich family turns twenty-one and gets full use of her share of the family trust fund...and she decides to start a business.

THE WIDOW SANDS: Based on true history...during the Pennsylvania Oil Boom of the late 19th Century (basically a parallel to the Wild West--and the spawning ground of much great industry wealth and robber baronies), a widow goes to the boom town and finds that the "school for girls" she inherited from her late speculator husband is a saloon and brothel. She struggles to set things right, and has difficulty riding herd over her "students", but eventually earns a respectability for the town that keeps it alive once the boom ends.

THE X.Y.Z. AFFAIR: Two law students (one named Xavier and one named Yeoman) and their professor (named Zackery) work together for the Public Defenders office when a poor landscape worker is accused of murdering a rich landowner. (This was intended to be the start of a series of mystery novels involving the same characters.)
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What do you think is the biggest plot hole in my backstory?
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Sagittarius Horoscope for week of January 26, 2012

Poet Elizabeth Alexander says that in order to create a novel, a writer needs a lot of uninterrupted time alone. Poems, on the other hand, can be snared in the midst of the jumbled rhythms of everyday chaos -- between hurried appointments or while riding the subway or at the kitchen table waiting for the coffee to brew. Alexander says that inspiration can sprout like grass poking up out of the sidewalk cracks. Whether or not you're a writer, Sagittarius, I see your coming weeks as being more akin to snagging poems than cooking up a novel.


I do need to finish that novel tho'.
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Sagittarius Horoscope for week of January 12, 2012

I suspect you may soon find yourself in a situation similar to the one that 19th-century American President Abraham Lincoln was in when he said the following: "If this is coffee, please bring me some tea. But if this is tea, please bring me some coffee." In other words, Sagittarius, you may not be picky about what you want, but whatever it is, you'll prefer it to be authentic, pure, and distinctly itself. Adulterations and hodgepodges won't satisfy you, and they won't be useful. Hold out for the Real Thing.


The other day I looked through a pile of old periodicals for sale and found three of the Ducimus Camouflage & Markings pamphlets. I can't believe that I'd never seen any before, and suddenly I want to get both the compiled volumes. So what if they're innaccurate, dated and low tech...they're worth having.
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As a Christmas gift, my sister and brother-in-law gave me a copy of the American Heritage History Of World War Two which I had never owned before, in spite of my long years of interest in the period of history.

What is sparking this particular note here is a table that was calculated by the corporate contractor that the Nazi German government had running the Holocaust death camps. (Yes, THAT Schindler. Him and his peers.) They had calculated the profit for an "average" inmate who was put to death after a mere nine months of slave labor. I won't reproduce it here, because I'm sure it's available on-line somewhere and I could probably come back and link it if I want.

I decided to interpolate the data in the table to the here and now. First, I found a site that had foreign exchange rate data, which told me how much a ReichsMark was worth in Dollars before hostilities broke with America. Then, I found another site to give me inflation figures for the last seventy years.

Care to guess? How much was a human life worth to Mr. Schindler and his kind?

$45.50 in 2012 money. Less than most of my friends pay for their TV programming per month, I imagine. About a week's worth of groceries for my household.

Would you kill somebody for $45.50? How many people on this world now would answer "Yes" to that question? The only way to guarantee that everybody answer "No" is to raise everybody's standard of living to the level that a human life is more than that figure. It is too cheap in too many places for us to say "Never Again" and mean it.
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