Sunday, 20 April 2014

You know your Argentine when

1. 1765 is after 1830

2.UN Human Rights laws do not apply to Argentina

3. Don't question your government if you like what they say.

4. Senior Statemen will openly release statements that show a level of diplomatic immaturity that would make Mugabe blush.

5. Creating Signs and monuments to a non existent place called Narnia , oops I meant Malvinas.

6. When your inflation rate reaches at least 40 % and your Financial Minister doesn't know basic economics and storms out of a press conference, you start burning British Flags and start calling all Brits Piratas.

7. You worship someone called Cohen who is supposed to be an expert of international law but has no idea of what Uti Posseditis means.

8. You claim other nations are Usurpers but your whole history is based on invasion and occupation.

9. You claim 3000 people are not entitled to live in there own homes but state with no sense of Irony you would do whatever you had to do to defend the motherland.

10. Your nation lives on a perpetual loop of 10 year financial collapses and yet your nation thinks you fix this by creating trade restrictions and stopping moment of money, will work.

11. You attempt to be superior with no reason to suppose the person you are belittle is any less intelligent or knowledgeable that you as an attempt to hide your own insecurities.

12. You claim that someone who's families have lived somewhere for 9 generations is an invader and your own President is only 2 generations Argies.

13. You can say that you want to debate but you write into your constitution that debate is not allowed and once again you fail to see the irony.

14. You can sign in a treaty that any prior claim is null and void but only when it suits you.

15. You can sneakily Usurp a population from Tierra Del Fuego and then blame everyone else for Usurping.

16. You can call nations Piratas but it's ok to steal entire Corporate entities.





Saturday, 19 April 2014

After a bloody battle a Royal Marine found an enemy camera.

It was a long, hard and often terrifying battle fought in the bitter cold of a midwinter’s night in the South Atlantic. Decades have since passed, but Nick Taylor remembers every detail of the assault on the mountain peaks of the Two Sisters: the snow, the shouting, the rock-strewn ascent through the darkness, the red tracer bullets and exploding mortars launched by the Argentinian troops entrenched on the mountain above. Bayonets were fixed as Nick and his fellow Marines inched up the bleak incline towards the enemy machine guns. Their brave capture of the twin summits in June 1982, was a small moment in history – a strategic victory that opened the way for the liberation of Stanley two days later, and the Falkland Islands themselves. But for Nick there is a deeper, more personal significance to the terrible events of that night, which is why, 30 years on, he is to be found back on the same slopes, the same Falklands wind beating his face as he embraces a middle-aged lawyer from Buenos Aires. Read more HERE



Friday, 18 April 2014


Odyssey of an A-4 Skyhawk Pilot during the Falklands War: Captain Alberto Jorge Philippi’s story

Whilst much has been written about the British involvement in the Falklands/Malvinas conflict a short story was written by an Argentinean pilot who was involved in the attack on the beach head at San Carlos.

The article written a year after the conflict finished describes how Captain Alberto Jorge Philippi took off from the Rio Grande naval base as a three ship A-4 Skyhawk formation and headed towards the Malvinas at 27,000 feet.

Once Philippi and his colleagues were 100 miles from the islands they dropped to an altitude of 100 feet. Philippi describes how the weather was poor with low clouds and rain as they followed the coast to the southern entrance to the San Carlos sound where they dropped to an altitude of 50 feet.

[Read also: This impressive image was taken 30 years ago today: Argentine A-4B Skyhawks low level attack on HMS Broadsword]

Even though the radar altimeter was set to sound at 30 feet, Philippi mentions how it went off numerous occasions as they sped up the sound towards the British fleet which was in the process of landing thousands of troops from amphibious landing craft.

Philippi then spotted the masts of a ship amongst the rocks at his 11 O’clock and signalled to his colleagues this was to be their target. After closing to the rocks to hide his aircraft and confuse the frigates fire control radar, Philippi turned hard wing tip skimming the wave tops to bring the target onto his nose.

Once Philippi was 1,000 – 1,500 meters from the Frigate (HMS Ardent) he performed a pop-up delivery from around 300 feet, waited for the cross hairs to meet over the bow of the ship and released his weapons.

Once the bombs were away, Philippi turned hard to the right whilst loosing the altitude he had gained to deliver his weapons back down to the 50 feet he was at prior to release.Read more HERE  

The Argentinian pilots were extremely brave and they undoubtedly did more damage to the British Forces than any other Argentinian military asset. I shot down an A4Skyhawk at San Carlos with a Rapier Missile.



Thursday, 17 April 2014

Op Herrick casualty and fatality tables: 2014

Read more HERE   R.I.P.

Falklands soldier Donald McLeod: We battle to cope with horrors of war - but nothing is done to help

WORDS come easily to Donald McLeod, but when the former soldier talks of the Falklands War, his eloquence surrenders to the horrors he has seen.Falklands War, his eloquence surrenders to the horrors he has seen. He throws out words: “Fixed bayonets. Advance. Machine gun. Came at us. Artillery fire. The whole sky lit up.” Then he falls silent, looks towards the window, and the tears come. He is recalling the battle for Mount Tumbledown, an intense, raw, bloody fight. His voice breaking, Donald goes on: “We stuck bayonets in people. We were shooting. Then it all went quiet. Then we walked around the battlefield. Our friends were in bits. The Argentinians were blown apart. Men with no heads. Guys with no legs, no arms. “That sticks and you can’t get it out of your mind. You come home and no one does anything about it. I hated the army after that.” He is sitting in Hollybush House, Ayrshire, where the charity Combat Stress are helping him battle the “enemy within” – Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Apart from to his key worker, this is only the second time Donald, 52, has talked about his experiences. He finds the memories of his time in the Army so traumatic that he burned all the pictures he had of himself as a serving soldier. Today marks the 30th anniversary of the Argentinian invasion of the Falkland Islands. PTSD is now a recognised condition but it wasn’t back then and soldiers came home from war and were abandoned to their nightmares. Falklands veteran Clive Fairweather was deputy commander of the SAS during the conflict and is now chief fundraiser for the charity. He remembers the Falklands as a short, brutal war. He said: “Sailors faced the daily threat of being roasted on board their ships by Argentinian missiles or freezing in the sea. “Our soldiers were blown up on the beaches and had to run the gauntlet of many hidden mines. Ultimately they had to close with the enemy, sometimes with bayonets, and bury their own dead on the spot. “No wonder so many are still suffering the trauma of this war.” While 255 British servicemen and merchant sailors died in the conflict, more than 300 have since committed suicide. Donald chose alcohol and violence as his escape. Originally from Edinburgh, he came from an army family and joined the Scots Guards at 19 with his brother, who was then 16. After tours of Belfast, he was posted to the Household Division, guarding Queen’s Palaces and parading in Trooping the Colour. But one day they were addressed by a general in the gym. Donald said: “He told us we were going to the Falklands.” He was 23. It took two weeks on the QE2 to reach the islands. “We were shown war films, we were shooting rubbish bags in the sea and stabbing sandbags filled with sheep guts. The adrenalin was pumping. “I couldn’t wait to get in to the Argies.” Read more HERE

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