most normal people (sorry,
BEES) arrived at Diego Garcia on board Military
Airlift Command flights.
In the real early days, they flew on C-130s from
Utapao AB or Bangkok International
in Thailand. After the BEEs built the long
runway, they usually flew
in via Clark AB in the Philippines on C-141s,
C-5s, and "Freedom Birds"
(contract airliners). Depending on the
diplomatic situation of the
times, flights sometimes came in via Nairobi or
Mombassa in Kenya, Bahrain,
or Singapore. After the eruption of Mount
Pinatubo, which forced
the closure of Clark, and the advent of routine
air-refueling, many arrived
via Guam or Okinawa, or Sigonella, Sicily.
Today, MAC is Air Mobility
Command, and I'm really not at liberty to detail
the iteneraries of the
flights to and from our wonderful little
Of course, you
first had to leave your home station
in the States or another civilized country, and
proceed to one of those
exotic jumping off places to complete your
flight to the furthest reaches
of the American Empire.
But, back in the
dark ages, before DG went "co-ed",
that meant you had to have good reasons to leave
your loved ones, your
car, your favorite fast-food chains, and all the
other trappings of civilization
and orderly society. Usually, the
overriding reason was that you
had a set of orders in your hand, and ignoring
those orders meant years
in one of those other crude locales, like Fort
Leavenworth or Portsmouth
Department of Defense would rather have you
get on the airplane peacefully, without an armed
escort or in shackles,
and so concocted an elaborate disinformation
campaign designed to convince
you that your were on your way to Paradise
Part of that
campaign were "Travel Posters" intended
to depict Diego Garcia as a wonderful
destination, populated with the one
thing that young U.S. military men desired above
all other things - Beautiful,
Little did the
average Joe know, but these travel posters
and postcards were all lies!
And here, gentle
reader, is an example of one of those
cruel, sad jokes...
Note the Hollywood Model, posed
and dressed up to
look not just seductive, but wealthy as
well! Who wouldn't get on
an airplane to travel to that island of tropical
with women like this?
The PPDRDG believes that this
cruel twisting of reality
is right up there with "Medical Care for Life"
on the list of broken promises
the Department of Defense has made to its
service members! We demand
reparations! Specifically, we would like
to be 23 years old again
and for the American government to actually send
us to an island brimming
with sunshine, beaches, and beautiful
women. If you agree with this,
write your Senators and Representatives and send
them the message straight
and plain: "NO MORE BROKEN PROMISES...
GIVE US THE WOMEN YOU TOLD
US YOU WOULD WHEN WE WERE YOUNG ENOUGH TO ENJOY
Write them today!
And take me with
you to the island when you win...