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2 (Continued) David R Lentz, Columbus, Ohio, USA (Monday, 8 July, 2024) This, it seems to me (looking from afar, in both time and place), was Mr. Bush’s concern: the global economy writ large, and for an extended span of time. He might not have been able to untie that mad, chaotic snarl that dictator-in his early years had he known of but a handful: Hitler, Tojo, and shortly after their end, Stalin; years on, Pol Pot, Idi Amin. Now this one, resorting even to the horrors of war selfishly, avariciously to acquire his ends!-had drawn upon the world. He meant soon to have in hand a report of a closer assessment this creature (what could have brought this man to this place?), that he might learn further of his state of mind . . . . At the sudden and increasing swirl of geopolitics clamouring against this Saddam Hussein and his deranged, blood-thirsty course of action, this despot surely ought to have recognised that he had bitten off more than he could chew. That gave Mr. Bush a glimmer of hope: that all this perhaps might resolve with no more fuss and bother, aside from the shouting and the posturing. He new firsthand the twofold scourge of war: 1) seeing one’s comrades suffer horribly of grievous wounds or even the stark dread of death so soon, especially as a consequence of the senior figure’s actions or instructions, 2) or enduring the heart-stopping spectre of facing that very fate himself. At quite a young age had he come to know firsthand the chillingly close prospect in a direct encounter with war: twice, as a Navy aviator age 20 had he abruptly needed to ditch at sea his Grumman TBF-1 Avenger torpedo bomber somewhere in the unfathomable vastness of the South Pacific; accompanying him on those missions had been his two closest shipmates, their very lives his most solemn responsibility, where they together, soaked to the skin and adrift, waited in keenest apprehension: enemy aircraft might strafe them, sharks could prey upon them, Japanese warships might discover them to take them prisoner; or just thirst and hunger, for days and weeks. Even more, much of it unknown-for other vessels in the fleet to find and rescue them. Yes, at the prospects of young folk meeting in battle the unspeakable peril of excruciating agony or worse, a cruelly truncated existence, for their comrades or themselves, his heart pounded in his chest in his palpable reluctance to send far from home into a real chance for young folk to face those horrid risks circumstances had required of him to endure, for the machinations and actions of Hitler and Tojo. President Bush’s mentor in governance and leadership, and his predecessor in office, had earned an unsavoury reputation as a war monger, which the current commander in chief in his quieter manner readily would have disdained out of hand. Of far greater impact upon him, to his forlorn sorrow and painful shock, was his having to send into the fight anyone-though he had known none of them-to their risk of serious injury or painful death. This is the background of Mr. Bush, some characterising his reluctance for assertive military intervention in Kuwait as feckless dubiety. Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher of the United Kingdom advocated for a more robust approach, even to quietly admonishing him not to “get all wobbly on me.” Saddam Hussein’s manner and rhetoric showed his retrenching his stance. Mrs. Thatcher took this to show Mr. Bush that it was less a matter of aiding one small country as it was to stabilise world markets, which had become jittery over the prospects of petroleum costs rising, stirring inflation, and availability declining, reducing productivity even as it increased pricing through scarcity, perceived and actual. Some even thought that the dictator soon would send his invaders deep into Saudi Arabia, to occupy that desert kingdom’s oilfields. A number of Muslim leaders and thinkers, especially in Iran, quietly had begun to doubt the faithfulness (despite his seeming piety) of this worldly schemer, this transactional operative. Mr. Hussein evidently saw that he had begun an invasion that with this new status quo he would not be able to sustain for long. Even his neighbours objected. Endeavouring to forestall the west’s increasing outrage (the Arab world he for a time could discount, at least militarily) curling up all round to burning-scarlet animus, turned to temporising and playing for time, anticipating that the hawks in the legislatures of the various countries, after a few months would tire of it all, and quietly let the matter fade; by default would he have his prize, as well as avoid a catastrophically expensive war, all without firing a shot (if but metaphorically). Mrs. Thatcher evidently convinced Mr. Bush that a strong defensive posture encompassing the Arab regions immediately peripheral to Kuwait would forestall any further rashness of this proven tyrant, nestled amongst bureaucratic totalitarians and theocracies-no democracy here! The USA in August 1990 implemented Operation: Desert Shield, with the participation of the UK, Australia, Canada, France, Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Syria, etc., to create a barrier of well over 600,000 service personnel (with hundreds of tanks and artillery, strike aircraft and bombers, warships and landing craft, etc.), under the overall command of the brawny, brilliant, pugnacious Gen. Norman H. Schwarzkopf, U.S. Army (even then had I seen that 190-cm, 120-kg [6’3”, 240 lb.] personage as “formidability personified”). He expressed in general terms his objective, if necessary, would be to “eject Saddam Hussein from Kuwait”, making no pronouncements as to method. Still, a truculent, boastful Saddam Hussein obstinately would not budge, apparently content to wait out the west and their allies of convenience of the region. To him, this new gambit of theirs was not so much a warning as a bluff: he knew well his people, and Arabs would not make war upon Arabs. The ostensible master of brinksmanship, however, so ludicrously miscalculated. No, not with President George H.W. Bush, but with Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher of the United Kingdom. Already had the Iron Lady, as many on the international stage had thought of her, persuaded a cautious Mr. Bush to a more assertive posture. Now, with her patient erudition-she must have drawn from a wartime Sir Winston Churchill, the grand-master of leadership during such hostilities-the President now saw her view, that this bullying. plotting grasper ever seeking to enrich himself, was no true leader of the desert lands, but a self-styled warlord; and when challenged, revealed as a common gangland thug roiling in the mud with his own kind; in the final analysis, force and manipulation with the implied threat-the spectre-of ever-greater force, were all he knew. And the solution to such a mind set was the reluctant necessity of balancing the equation. This gave us Operation: Desert Storm. (For poetic justice ought it to have been “Operation: Desert Sword”; however, someone must have recalled Gen. Schwarzkopf’s reputation during his service in the late 1960s as a major in the Vietnam War, from which he had acquired-earned?-the nickname of “Stormin’ Norman”.) War is the most difficult undertaking of the human condition. Too often, though, its wagers bring their ambitions-glory and renown; or just avarice and power-not their hopes to end intolerable tyranny, their aspirations for a better international community of sovereign nations engaged in mutual trade, common growth, shared learning. Our leaders and thinkers have far better activities and purposes that we cooperatively, collaboratively could be doing with our citizens’ tax dollars. Even so, the methods and the technology of war, especially at the level of combat in small units-platoon and battalion; squadron and wing; task force and mission group-where we can see troop movements into new territory encountering enemy occupiers; tanks engaging tanks; fighters confronting fighters; strike aircraft interdicting sneak attacks upon a platoon’s flank; a destroyer, a frigate, and a corvette depth charging a wolf-pack of elusive submarines, and so much more, fascinates me as little else . . . . I express this keen interest through the better model kits we have today. My focus chiefly is on combat aircraft of the Second World War, ideally in 1:32nd-scale. Actually, I aspire to creating forced perspective aerial dioramas, where I place replicas of warbirds in different scales in a manner dramatising a dogfight among fighters, or a convoy of heavy bombers over a sprawling manufacturing complex . . . .

David R Lentz, Columbus, Ohio, USA (Monday, 8 July, 2024) “World War Two aerial bomber convoy, the Boeing B-17 Flying Fortress USAAF Heavy Bomber (background source: Wikipedia, “Combined Bomber Offensive”). The whole issue of war is one of those socioeconomic, political, and military social issues that are both horrific in their carnage, yet at times, the absolutely last, reluctant necessity, to put to right an increasingly intolerable circumstance (or an amalgam of circumstances). Adolf Hitler’s forcible, brutal usurpation of rule, alarmingly worsening over time, in bankrupt Germany following the Treaty of Versailles in 1919-the so-called Weimar Republic, from its birthplace turned catacomb-eventually to spearhead invasion into his neighbouring nations; or in fear of such invasion (though to be fair to his targets, it was as much his grotesque ideology, which inexplicably found soil to sprout and grow, his bizarrely tendentious rhetoric that perversely registered with the sprouting shoots in that mad loam, his overweeningly theatrical delivery), the timorous capitulation of northern Europe’s Quislings; then, in the brutish occupation immediately following, the traitorous collaboration of western Europe’s Pétains. More recently (please forgive me my little tangents here; I have begun what is only fair to you that I finish), it was Saddam Hussein’s invasion in the guise of “reclaiming” Iraq’s nineteenth province. In so doing, he showed his poor grasp of both history and arithmetic: in 1799, had the United Kingdom marked upon their maps Kuwait’s modest domain, whereas in the aftermath of the Great War of 1914-1918, the Great Powers (the UK, France, Germany [albeit in little more than name only, predominantly as a consequence of that country’s utter financial exhaustion from their Weimar government’s indebtedness to their bitter, vengeful neighbours; these against their own interests, blindly had indulged themselves], Italy, Russia [I have more to say here; first, however, must I finish my premise above], Belgium (have I missed any?) in 1920 or 1921, in their grand design for the new century drew borders in the shifting sands and upon the immovable rocks of Mesopotamia outside the Fertile Crescent, to fashion out of whole cloth Iraq-a march through time of 120 years. To resume upon Russia, which even then had embroiled themselves in a schizoid civil war of mutual self-immolation through a mad, nihilistic collision of long-simmering resentments boiling to frothing outrage-chiefly, the Tsarists and the Marxists, though ethnic factions also scrapped against one another for primacy, or at the least a worthy share-and a perversely counterproductive ideology. Even so, they eventually applied lightning to the Frankenstein-esque hotchpotch the founders of which had called the “Union of Soviet Socialist Republics”; this from the outset revealed the de facto ruling entity (aping the USA, they had called it a “political party”, in their haste forgetting the electorate, the worker; ever had Marx trumpeted the importance and the value of the labourer-Lenin, Stalin, and those sons of the movement amongst them must have missed that; perhaps they just had skimmed through those parts of Das Kapital) to be a fœtid, bloated corpse that scarcely could 1) feed themselves, let alone to see to the needs of the populace yet embroiled in a chaos of the ostensible leaders’ design-organisation, productivity, distribution, etc., in that inconceivable expanse?-and 2) had not the slightest idea of how to govern itself sufficiently well enough that the newly appointed agency administrators (well, now, imagine that: a monarchy and its courtiers at large in the Kremlin! What next? A diverse, renowned symphony orchestra and a large, prestigious ballet troupe at large in the capital?) could 1) establish a functioning bureaucracy and 2) initiate a thriving economy that put everyone to work. Note that in all this had the United States failed to have a place in the sequence; the young nation as yet had not been even in the top twenty in economic and financial metrics. Returning to Saddam Hussein’s transgression into Kuwait under the guise of “reclaiming” Iraq’s “nineteenth province” (yes, he certainly would have liked it; more pragmatically, he would have delighted in its wealth and opulence), his objective in the full truth was to covet their older neighbour’s oilfields, as well as the addition of a modern seaport through which he could market his new acquisition, as well as bring to him the broad assortment of goods and services his growing realm required. President George H.W. Bush was a Texas oilman descended from a long lineage of much the same. He simply could not countenance such treachery-not in what he would have seen as the family business!-and if it occurred, as seemed the case (his specialists surely would have recognised it so, counselling him accordingly), he would not have stood for it. What could he do to remedy the situation? Iraqi troops in great number held the capital, and they had been expanding to hold the land all round. Much of the world sharply objected to the intrusion on its own merits as a military action. Many others criticised what these reckless activities-the invasion and the occupation-likely would do to the markets, especially the petroleum sector, especially over the near term. Then, more broadly, energy futures over the medium forecast. (Continued) 1

Neanderthal hands 🙌

I’m the first one to like your video

Good kit in it's day. Built up nice, and i liked the opening panels and canopy.

Did you build it?

Спасибо за обзор. Хорошая модель 🎉

Kacke !!!

Спасибо за обзор🎉 приятная модель

Finished it a few weeks ago, it was my fifth model. A very nice, fine and detailed kit by Hobby Boss, indeed, but quite difficult. You have to be very careful when assembling the two parts of the fuselage. The landing gear and wings also did not really fit. I would'nt recommend it to beginners, but the final result is worth it !

are all of those engraved panel lines

This is originally a Merit kit, from 1957!🤣

Good sir, I enjoyed your video yet your labored breathing throughout has this internet stranger concerned for your wellbeing. Wishing you many years of good health and prosperity.

David R Lentz, Columbus, Ohio, USA (Tuesday, 25 June, 2024). Thank you for the close look. Is this kit from new molds? Or a re-pop of an earlier kit?

Cool!

Me want.

Soviets didn’t wear much helmets during the last two years of the war. Tamiya should know that.

Worth it just for the very cool camo schemes...

I years past had this 1:48-scale Revell Monogram kit of the Consolidated PBY-5 Catalina USN Seaplane. I wish I had several, to build one black.

Nice!.. thanks for this I have an old Fujimi 1/48 F-14A still in it's box for more than 40 years. 👍✈️🇳🇿

Excelente trabajo acompañado por Beethoven.

CRAP, brother. I was heart broken for you when i saw the broken greenhouse. I just bought an old opened kit of this and was fortunate that all was there and nothing was broken, the plastic is very brittle. I too paid a hefty price for it $$$! I built this kit twice as a kid, i don't remember what ever happened to the first one i built but the second one fell from my basement ceiling and was completely destroyed. I have 80 Lb fishing line to hang this one with if i ever get around to building it. I love the old Monogram kits. I just finished the old B-36 not long ago. Best wishes and thanks for the video.

Do you recomend buying this set?

Hey fatboy, how about talking about the kit. I can do the same thing with my kit I own. Instead of heavy breathing. Talk....

There it is.

Nice. I built the Hasegawa kit and I think they retained the same markings option for the initial release. Beautiful model of a beautiful aircraft.

Sorry, the music made this really annoying to watch why no dialogue?

海上自衛隊のSH-60Jとなっているが実際の造りは米海軍のSH-60Bのままとなっている。SH-60Jにするには細かい部分を修正する必要がある。

Damn dude take that fur coat off. Kit looks fun though gonna pick it up and try it out. I just like guns molded into the wings like that. will cut those out and make some out of spru

Soundless🔇

Lol! And the instruction booklet is 1/72, as well! 🔍😆 I just got this kit today, so your review was very helpful 👍.

In addition, the fuel tanks on the left and right sides of the fuselage were also painted the same way and then had the 'police logo' and 'police mark' on them! After printing the back on decal paper and letting the colored surface dry, attach the printed decals and apply a glossy finish to complete the Police Air Corps version of the UH-60 Black Hawk! 5:14

Recessed panel lines?

Me! If I purchase this kidult, I plan to completely modify this kit [customize]! 9:08

Why the Beethoven?!

If I assemble this kidult!. I plan to design this aircraft as the Korean police 112 helicopter! 0:32

Actually, I'm a big fan of this Blackhawk! 0:18

Ive read its a pain to make no?

Is it worth the price?

This is the version with the most accurate decals, as far as Hotel model is concerned. 51-1087 was the 5th Hotel manufactured at Forth Worth in 1952.

How's the build on this one? I've been wanting to do this.

You're not that fat. You haven't seen me yet 😂. Does the wooden prop have a sinkhole in the hub area?

Enjoyable to watch you work. Thanks. Can one convert this kit to create a 1:32nd-scale model of the Boeing F-15EX Super Eagle USAF Multi-Role Fighter? Or is any kit maker producing a high-quality kit of this new variant?

Yo pude comprar uno de esos el problema es que cuando lo recibí la caja ya estaba un poco maltratada y ya no traia el color plateado y unas partes ya las traía pegadas y solo una pequeña pieza ya estaba rota pero solo estubo mal la caja y la pieza rota por qué lo que ya estaba pegado estaba bien y si fue una buena compra 👍

I'm diggin' this scale. Goes with my 1/48 ww2 aircraft.

I thourly enjoyed thiis kit and have intentions of purchasing more in the near future. They go well with the 6X6 and Tank kits in 1/48 scale from the same manufacture.

A dumb one to..if your going to do online videos , try talking it's not hard and shave your arms it looks ugly...crap, crap, crap.

Built by what looks like an ape??

Thanks for showing us how to open the box.