Monday, November 25, 2024

Monday Ramble: Manning Up

CHUNDERBIRD 1 IS GO FOR LAUNCH! 

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Or… it’s coming along I guess. I got the brains and neurosystems worked out, the musculature is coming along but all it takes is time. The little electric trash bird *should* fly by my calcs and the online design tools but I’m guessing on props and dihedral. I’m NOT happy about the thrust lines either but…bugger it all… I need to work in metal. I love wood and paper and can hold my nose and work with composites… but that stuff doesn’t like to bend. Nothing does, but metal can be reasoned with and coaxed around compound curves much easier than wood. I envy the mages their ability to sweet talk metals.





It’s a break from the more serious Dirty Bird project
after i mishandled a ruined wing build.

I will be back at it soon.

Every RC plane needs a pilot and I am scratching my head here. Foam board trash planes don’t have much lift or power to spare. If I had my druthers I get an action figure to “fly” it. He’d have to be much like me: handsome and distinguished looking with a reputation for heroic deeds and nerves of steel. I’ve been told that I resemble Jeff Tracy in many regards.




Remember these guys?

I can see where they’d see a resemblance, eh? Y’know I still love those puppets as much today as I did 55 years ago. Back then the stories were riveting stuff for a young spanker, and for the old stubfart today…the props and sets still blow me away. The people that made those shows for us loved kids and they loved and lived their art. I feel a bit of that as I build these airplanes. I sweat coefficients and design details as if actual lives were at stake and enjoy the fake drama of it. When I finally spin those engines up, preparing to commit aviation…I’m a kid all over again. I’d better be careful or I’ll start running around in real life wearing a leather jacket, cavalry pants and a bum parachute, HAR HAR HAR! Outside the temps have started dropping, but it’s warm and happy in the world’s littlest hangar. There’s always mayhem on the drawing board.

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Hmpfffffftt! 

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“Men’s Mental Health Month”?!?! Y’mean we get a month too? I’m surprised; I’d think our modern noble class couldn’t spare the time, what with Nogger Revised History Month, Vagina Month, Pervert Pride Month, etc ad nauseum. HAR HAR HAR HAR!!!

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Of course it’s far too little, far too late for old stubfarts like Cederq, Pete, Chutes, Tex, Filthie, Don, Exile… those guys are irredeemable retards that will never be right again, HAR HAR HAR!!! HAR HAR HAR!

I agree with all of it, but I might quibble, maybe a bit? I know far too many men that spent their entire lives “manning up”. My grandad did. He was in the trenches with the Dough Boys in WW1 at the age of 16. He worked in the coal mines doing 12 hour shifts and got a few hours off for church on Sundays. During the Depression he rode around on the roofs of trains with the other bums and hobos looking for work, and when he found it any money he made got sent home. A lifetime of hardship and adversity left him completely unable to relax and really enjoy himself. The closest he got to any form of self indulgence were maybe a few hours in the garden and potting shed each week. He was never a truly happy man. He was always serious and laser focused on everyone else. 

One of the other life skills we don’t learn these days is the manly art of courage, cheerfulness and humour in the face of adversity. Without that comes bitterness and I can hear it in his speech and see it in his manner. I recognize it because all too often I am bitter too. You can’t be happy and upbeat all the time… but you can take the time and think things through and maybe find room for a rude joke, or maybe something to be grateful for? It’s bloody hard work, sometimes, and the effort might not be worth it to you… but to someone else it might mean the world - and you will never even know it. Red Green was right about how ya can’t stay young, but you can always be immature…kids can be happy and celebrate if they just make it through the night without peeing the bed!

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I know your mental health is fine, but try to be nice to the tards and yourself today. You deserve it! Thanks for popping by.


Cheers!!!

Filthie


 

1 comment:

  1. I understand. I spent my whole life doing for others. None of them appreciated any of what I did. They ripped everything away that mattered to me and trashed it. I am 62 and just now learning to do things for me. It's hard not to be bitter. I keep trying though, one foot in front of the other, don't stop.

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