James Doolittle
As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter
It is a tragedy that most Americans have no idea who General Jimmy Doolittle is as an American Hero. A few will jog their memories and say, "Oh he is the one who flew light bombers off of aircraft carriers in World War II to provide the first strike onto the Japanese mainland to lift American spirits in 1942 AD in the year of our Lord.
I though want you to remember Jimmy Doolittle beyond the hero, to the hero in making, with the few months that changed Lt. Doolittle, not in the least, but revealed why this daredevil would come up with the idea to fly bombers off of US carriers in a suicide mission.
It was in the period after World War I, where his commander. Lt. Col. Burnell, refused numerous times Doolittle's request to join the war in Europe, that Jimmy Doolittle perfected his flying skills as an instructor to young airmen.
The US Air Force began with one man, handed a plane in Texas and ordered to learn to fly that thing.
In the months of Doolittle's life, in training as the Army made peacetime cutbacks, the young pilot one day saw two Soldiers walking on the road, thought it would be fun to scare them, but when he buzzed them, all they did was wave.
Incensed, Doolittle made another pass, got a bit low, felt a bump and saw he had hit one the men how as flat on the ground.
The plane bounced on the road, the tail hit a fence, tore it up as Doolittle tried to gain height, stalled, and crashed.
Doolittle was horrified he thought he had killed the guy, but when he got to him, the guy was rubbing his head with a headache, and was pleased that Doolittle had not been hurt.
Lt.Col. Burnell was not so pleased to see Doolittle and promptly confined him to base for destroying a 10,000 dollar warplane on a stunt.
Undeterred, Doolittle and a friend flew in a bi seater, and when away from the base and Lt. Col.Burnell, Doolittle would do some wing walking. Doolittle made a bet with the people on the ground for 5 dollars that he could ride the plane down, on the landing gear, unbeknown to the pilot who kept telling him to get back into the plane.
Running out of fuel, the pilot landed and there was grinning Jimmy Doolittle. We know he was grinning because the Lt. Colonels' friend was there filming that day in Cecille B. DeMille.
That night as the dailies ran, Lt. Col. Burnell, saw an out of focus face, riding the landing gear to the ground, and immediately belowed, "GET ME DOOLITTLE". Asked how he know it was Doolittle, he replied there was not another bigger idiot on the base who would have pulled something like that.
Doolittle was now grounded and confined to the base for two months.
Undeterred again in punishment of being Officer of the Day for a month, where he could not fly, help the mechanics on the planes or do anything, Doolittle jumped on his motorcycle and flew that around the base, inspecting the perimeter. Soon Doolittle noticed a figher plane coming in to land, so he rode out onto the landing strip, and got out in front of the plane. The plane came around and Doolittle did it again, forcing the pilot to land at the other end of the base.
Yes, the pilot was Lt. Col. Burnell, who was flying the plane and Doolittle got his ass chewed again with more time on base.
Gaining a reprieve Doolittle again took the skies, in a grand adventure to fly 3 planes from San Diego to Washington DC. The Lt. Colonel was all for it. In the end, the first pilot smashed his plane the first day. The second day the second pilot wrecked, and ordered back home in high winds, Doolittle put his plane down in a plowed field, which flipped it, and tore the seat out of his pants.
The Lt. Colonel again reamed Doolittle, and Doolittle not arguing, snapped a salute and turned around, mooning his commander, by accident of course, but Burnell took it as an insult and chewed his ass again in telling him he was like a Chinese pilot and he could not even keep his ass covered.
The Chinese pilot remark was Chinese pilots crashed more planes than shot enemy planes down.
Following this, Jimmy Doolittle went flying with his mechanic and he began chasing a flock of ducks. The ducks flew into a box canyon. Doolittle could not turn around or land, so he poured all he had to the throttle, got the propeller over the top, but the tail dragged and the plane crashed.
The locals appeared, lost interest and left the airmen. Another group of locals appeared, and this time the mechanic feigned internal injuries, whereupon a pretty widow took him for the night and a pretty maid nursed him.
Doolittle stayed with the crashed plane as that was ordered by the Lt. Colonel. Again Doolittle got his ass chewed, he though never considered stopping flying.
In all of this, this was what the Lt. Colonel knew Doolittle was up to. Other times Doolittle took his wife Joe up in the plane, where she puked up bananas he had given her to eat, was covered black face in casteroil fuel the planes flew and Doolittle had to land her near her plant where she worked in order to get her back unknown the public or the Lt. Colonel.
Doolittle took pity one Saturday on a mechanic who had done some major sin, and was ordered to sweep out the air hanger. Doolittle told the mechanic to open the doors, get the other planes back and to signal him as he was flying overhead. With the signal, Doolittle swept down, flew through both doors and cleaned the hanger out in one pass.
Both men congratulated themselves on discovering a new use for a military plane.
This is thee American who led the greatest air raid in history in America's darkest moments. In these Obama Intifada times, he would now be jailed for the things he pulled and ordered out of the military. This though was Jimmy Doolittle, the foundation upon which America was built. All five feet four inches of him and less than 140 pounds.
Nuff Said
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