RUDY RANT, RUDY RANT, RUDY RANT, June 29, 2016
Tomorrow will be my 76th birthday and when I think back to what I have seen in my lifetime I am amazed and baffled concerning “how we got to where our country is now”. I have seen the computer go from entire floors of machinery to a hand held device today that has as much computing power as that whole floor. I have seen a country which promised a “dream”; evolve into a society of greedy takers who want someone else to foot the bill for their existence and/or their wealth. I am seeing a Middle Class of hard working American citizens being virtually eliminated by taxes and the burden put upon them by the entitlement seekers. How did this happen?
I graduated from the University of Bridgeport in June, 1963. I previously spent 2 years at the University of South Carolina on a football scholarship. On November 22, 1963 the day President Kennedy was assassinated, I reported to the United States Navy Officer Candidate School in Newport, Rhode Island. It was a day I will never forget. The start of our training was delayed while the country mourned the death of our President. I joined the military although I would have been exempt because I wanted to serve my country. I got a medical exemption (flat feet and surgery on my knee) and was allowed to enlist. Then it was 5 months of intensive training and education to become an Ensign in the United States Navy.
I was commissioned in April, 1964 and assigned to the USS Mountrail (APA-213). The ship was deployed to the Caribbean, so I was sent to Engineering School, Cryptology School, Nuclear, Biological and Chemical Warfare School, Amphibious Warfare School, Fire Fighting School and Damage Control School. I was supposed to be assigned as the Damage Control Officer. The USS Mountrail was an amphibious warfare ship which carried as many as 1500 Marines and all their equipment. We had 24 boats capable of landing the Marines on any beachhead anywhere in the world. When I finally reported aboard in August of 1964 I was assigned as A Division Officer instead of Damage Control Officer. A Division was responsible for all the boat engines and all the auxiliary equipment aboard the ship. One of the greatest experiences of my life occurred my first day as A Division Officer. Every morning, we were supposed to muster our Division (take attendance) and then report to the Executive Officer of the ship. When I went back to my Division (we used to muster on the fantail, the back of the ship) I was greeted by First Class Engineman Frank Garza. He was so spit and polish that he could have been on a poster. Here I was in my new uniform and green as could be. He came up to me, saluted as was customary the first time you see an officer for the day and took me aside. He said “Mr. P, don’t you worry about anything, let me take care of everything and I will keep you informed and let you know what to do.” I remember that day like it was yesterday. Frank went on to develop freezer systems for fishing boats in the Seattle area. He has become one of my best friends and we talk almost weekly. He became a successful businessman not to mention one of the finest sailors I have ever come across. He retired as an Engineman Chief. I learned through people like Frank how to become a leader. I tried to get down and dirty with the sailors to understand what they went through in their jobs. I actually cleaned boilers with the men and learned a very valuable lesson. It was the dirtiest job I ever did. I was coughing up soot for two weeks. I eventually became the Main Propulsion Assistant responsible for the Main Engines and the Boiler Room.
During my years aboard the Mountrail, my sons Gregg and Drew were born. I wanted to be a career Officer, but that quickly changed when I returned from a 6 month cruise and my son did not know who I was. I had a decision to make. So I thought I would apply for shore duty and try to decide what I wanted to do going forward. After 3.5 years aboard the USS Mountrail I was transferred to the Naval Investigative Service Headquarters in Arlington, Virginia. I was assigned as a Counterintelligence Analyst in the Sabotage, Espionage and Counter-subversion Section. I had no idea what to expect. I was sent to an Intelligence School which had a tremendous impact on my mind and my future as an American. They taught us about Psychological Warfare and how countries get taken over by groups and dictators. How it was important to know your enemy in and out in order to protect yourself and break down the enemy’s will to fight. I will never forget how we were taught how countries get taken over. These words will forever be imbedded in my mind, “you take over the media, and you control the people’s minds.” That is how Hitler, Mussolini, and many other Dictators had taken over countries. This thought would have a tremendous influence on my thinking in the future.
What does a Counterintelligence Analyst do all day? Well, you read and read and read and read and write and write and write and write. In my section, we were led by a civilian GS graded supervisor named Harry Warren. Harry will prove to have had a tremendous influence on my life as a writer, researcher and thinker. He taught me grammar, he taught me structure, he taught me how to take 100 pages and summarize in to one page for an Executive Summary. After all, you could not be sending written material to the Pentagon, White House or anywhere else that would reflect on the Navy. These skills were extremely helpful in my business life and serve me well here on this blog. We had some other Officers and civilians within our section. Two of the Officers had just returned from Vietnam. One was a Swift Boat skipper and the other was a Security Officer on one of their bases. They told me some crazy stories. Another Officer who came toward the end of my two years eventually became a Secret Service Agent. He is now happily retired in Florida.
My job was to read reports every day that would come in from our FBI liaison, CIA, Army CID, Air Force Police, Defense Intelligence Agency, Office of Naval Intelligence, National Security Agency and local police departments from around the country. It was my job to try to filter any information out of these reports that was of interest to the United States Navy. I held Security Clearances from Top Secret to Cosmic to SEATO, NATO and any other clearances that I needed to have to do my job. I had to sign a non-disclosure form (unlike Hillary) that prohibited me from divulging any of the information that I worked on that was classified for a period of 10 years after I left that job. I took my job seriously and eventually became an “expert” on “domestic subversive groups.”
Subversion’s meaning is as follows: seeking or intended to subvert an established system or institution:
What was our job? It was my understanding that we were there to protect our country from entities and agendas that wanted to “subvert our system, our country and our way of life.” All the intelligence agencies worked in a coordinated way to “protect” the United States of America. This chapter in my blog is getting lengthy, so I will stop here and then speak of the Leftist movements and how they have gradually infiltrated our society and our country. To prepare for the next installment, you may want to read in the Wikipedia the following:
If you take the time to read it, you will get an insight into what I will be describing going forward.