Well, I wasn't going to post this.
But, it doesn't look good for the crew of 44.
The submarine's last contact was 9 days ago. Only so much oxygen can be stored, and you have to worry about carbon dioxide.
While they are not Americans, they are "brothers of the 'phin" (and a sister of the 'phin). ('phin is short for dolphin).
They've fought a war against nature.
Sometimes, nature likes to remind man she still has power over man.
When ships sink, there is often wreckage, or a SOS sent out. Many times other ships may witness the event.
When a sub goes down, there is no signal, there are no witnesses. And very rarely are there survivors.
This is why a lost sub (and it's crew) is considered to be on "Eternal Patrol".
They haven't found this sub yet, but it would take a miracle at this point.
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Hope fades as search for Argentine submarine enters ninth day
Down To The Sea In Ships
Charles W. Mitchell
I have gone down to the sea
I have worked the ships
I have seen the glory of the Lord
I have quenched my lips.
I have lived the life of a Mariner
The world can be a united neighborhood
I have defied the will of Lucifer
Working the ships in an adventuresome good.
I have been to many mountains
I have been through the valley of the shadow of death
I have sailed the seven seas
The lifeline of ships is a manifestation of
"Open Sesame" and God's breath.
I have gone down to the sea
I did see the sky
The Lord is my Captain
The Lord does glorify.
As ships that pass in the night
I have met the twain
I did go down to the sea
I would do it yet again.
"From The Klaxon, Submarine Force Library and Museum Association, Groton, CT"
Born in the shops of the devil.
Designed by the brains of a fiend,
Filled with acid and crude oil,
And christened: a submarine.
The poets sound in their ditties,
Of battleships spic and span.
But never a word in their columns,
Do you see of a submarine.
So I'll endeavor to depict our story,
In a very laconic way,
So please have patience and listen
Until I have finished my say.
We eat where ere we can find it,
And sleep hanging up on hooks,
Conditions under which we are existing ,
are never published in books.
Life on these boats is obnoxious,
and that is using mild terms,
We are never bothered with sickness
Because there is no room for germs
We are never troubled with cooties,
There are things even roaches can't stand,
And any self-respecting rodent ,
Quick as possible beats it for land.
And that one dollar we get per dive,
We receive to submerge out of sight,
Is often earned more than double,
By charging batteries at night.
At that extra compensation,
We received on boats like these
We really never get at all ,
It's spent on dungarees.
Machinists get soaked in crude oil,
Electricians in H2S04,
Gunners mates in their 600W
And torpedo slush galore.
When we come into the navy yard,
We are looked upon as a disgrace,
As they make out new regulations,
To suit our particular case.
Now all you battleship sailors,
When you are feeling disgruntled and mean,
Just pack your bag and hammock,
And go to a submarine
But, it doesn't look good for the crew of 44.
The submarine's last contact was 9 days ago. Only so much oxygen can be stored, and you have to worry about carbon dioxide.
While they are not Americans, they are "brothers of the 'phin" (and a sister of the 'phin). ('phin is short for dolphin).
They've fought a war against nature.
Sometimes, nature likes to remind man she still has power over man.
When ships sink, there is often wreckage, or a SOS sent out. Many times other ships may witness the event.
When a sub goes down, there is no signal, there are no witnesses. And very rarely are there survivors.
This is why a lost sub (and it's crew) is considered to be on "Eternal Patrol".
They haven't found this sub yet, but it would take a miracle at this point.
Search for missing Argentine submarine will continue, country's president says | Fox News
Search for missing Argentine submarine will continue, country's president says
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/world/...-argentine-submarine-enters-ninth-day-n823771
Hope fades as search for Argentine submarine enters ninth day
Down To The Sea In Ships
Charles W. Mitchell
I have gone down to the sea
I have worked the ships
I have seen the glory of the Lord
I have quenched my lips.
I have lived the life of a Mariner
The world can be a united neighborhood
I have defied the will of Lucifer
Working the ships in an adventuresome good.
I have been to many mountains
I have been through the valley of the shadow of death
I have sailed the seven seas
The lifeline of ships is a manifestation of
"Open Sesame" and God's breath.
I have gone down to the sea
I did see the sky
The Lord is my Captain
The Lord does glorify.
As ships that pass in the night
I have met the twain
I did go down to the sea
I would do it yet again.
"From The Klaxon, Submarine Force Library and Museum Association, Groton, CT"
Born in the shops of the devil.
Designed by the brains of a fiend,
Filled with acid and crude oil,
And christened: a submarine.
The poets sound in their ditties,
Of battleships spic and span.
But never a word in their columns,
Do you see of a submarine.
So I'll endeavor to depict our story,
In a very laconic way,
So please have patience and listen
Until I have finished my say.
We eat where ere we can find it,
And sleep hanging up on hooks,
Conditions under which we are existing ,
are never published in books.
Life on these boats is obnoxious,
and that is using mild terms,
We are never bothered with sickness
Because there is no room for germs
We are never troubled with cooties,
There are things even roaches can't stand,
And any self-respecting rodent ,
Quick as possible beats it for land.
And that one dollar we get per dive,
We receive to submerge out of sight,
Is often earned more than double,
By charging batteries at night.
At that extra compensation,
We received on boats like these
We really never get at all ,
It's spent on dungarees.
Machinists get soaked in crude oil,
Electricians in H2S04,
Gunners mates in their 600W
And torpedo slush galore.
When we come into the navy yard,
We are looked upon as a disgrace,
As they make out new regulations,
To suit our particular case.
Now all you battleship sailors,
When you are feeling disgruntled and mean,
Just pack your bag and hammock,
And go to a submarine