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As a former FAIP, I say tell the FAIPs to eat a giant bowl of d!ck if they give you any crap. As a FAIP, I was issued a leather jacket by our know-nothing secretary. Fortunately, I didn't really like it so I didn't wear it, but at the time I had no idea that the jacket was only for CMR dudes. My two cents - wear the wings, don't wear the jacket. We had former Navs/WSOs come through all the time wearing their wings. I never saw anybody wearing a jacket. Shack and shack.

Scoobs, the answer to your question is 42. If that answer doesn't make sense, then perhaps you didn't ask the right question. [ 19. October 2005, 06:47: Message edited by: Toro ]

The girlfriends aren't 'hated on' by the AF, they simply aren't recognized as dependents. It's a plain and simple fact - you two aren't married so they can't afford to provide you the benefits of a dependent. At any rate from my personal experience I have found that the squadron spouses club where I have been stationed have had much more interaction and activities than the OCSC (Officer's and Civilians Spouses Club - that's what it's called now, not Officer's Wives Club). They don't care if you're a spouse or girlfriend -- neither will the spouses in your boyfriends UPT class.

One car shouldn't be a problem for you guys at UPT if you live on base. In UPT (and the FTU) I lived on base and rode my bike to work nearly every day - the only times I didn't were when it was raining or above 90/below 50 degrees out. Getting a ride to and from work from somebody else shouldn't be a problem either since they'll nearly always have the same report and release times. You definitely wouldn't be breaking any sort of UPT "coolness" rule by doing either of the options you suggested. Uhhh...yeah...well I'd have to kick my own a$$ if I walked into work in bike shorts. Silly me, I just wore my flight suit for the ride to work.

He never really started a huge $hitstorm - he threw some idiotic posts in, starting with this one, which was almost a carbon copy of a post that started a flame war at the Student Pilot Network. The one where he actually got the most response was here, after which he was promptly removed.

I don't know about regs, but I can tell you from a fighter perspective that you should stash your jacket until you've got some rated wings. In our world, you don't get the leather jacket until you're mission qualified. If you were to show up at UPT (or ROTC with a DET/CC who was a former pilot) you'd get your a$$ handed to you for wearing that jacket - I think it would be perceived as cocky.

Here's some good advice - don't talk about it. His classmates' performance is absolutely none of your business and you will gain nothing by talking about it. There was a great thread (albeit heated) that I started a while back on the topic of wives talking shop. Short summary: don't do it - you only know what he has told you, and what he tells you is probably a biased/skewed opinion. You only make yourself look like an ass when you talk about things you're not fully involved in.

No, but even if they had been C models, we probably wouldn't have seen them. We strive to do all our fighting beyond visual range. If we get to a merge, we've screwed something up. We were given no cuffs and we still got our a$$es handed to us.

M2, much like your previously mentioned article, I would throw this one into the propoganda pile. The way the Eurofighter guys try to pump themselves up, I have to think they're either insecure about their aircraft or they've got something to hide. I've fought the Raptors before. When they want to be seen (to achieve training objectives) they can make themselves seen. When they don't want to be seen, you won't see them. Four Strike Eagles versus Two Raptors with F-15Es able to regen up to ten times. Result? Zero F-15E shots. Fourteen dead Strike Eagles. Zero dead Raptors.

I don't know how much you're paid per pound, but you will get paid for taking your motorcycle on a DITY. You can throw it in the back of a U-Haul, but most guys I've known with bikes (all of whom had been in more than a couple years) had trailers for them.

You're not going to get separation pay for not bringing her to UPT - separation pay is for deployments. Not bringing her to UPT won't change anything in your pay, it should only affect your ability to get base housing (it will put you lower in priority).

Type First Command into the search function and you'll get more horror stories than you care to read.

Your base pay won't change, but your BAH will. O-1 without dependents gets 480.90, O-1 with dependents gets 652.50. Full pay scale is here on the DFAS website.

CNN is predicting Five dollar gas as a fallout. If anything good came from Katrina, it's that people are heeding the warnings and leaving the storm's path in massive numbers. As of now Rita is ranked as the third strongest storm ever recorded.

Why SFS Cops would lose a mental battle with a piece of toast Chapter 8: You're supposed to keep the bad guys out, not the good guys in (thanks CH for picking up Chapters 6 and 7) During our NATO inspections at the Heath, operations were moved to the flightline and you had to enter and exit via a single gate guarded by the cops. I was leaving after after a particularly rough day - the flights didn't go great, it was almost 2AM, I had been at work nearly 13 hours (and was due back in 12), and I hadn't seen my wife or kid in three days. As I approached the exit gate, the sirens started to go off (impending Alarm Red - lockdown). I was - no $hit - 15 feet from the gate and started to run before the announcement actually came over giant voice to tell us we couldn't leave. Before Giant Voice started talking, the cop at the gate informs us that we are about the go into Alarm Red and we cannot leave. TORO: Dude, we're two feet from the gate, let us out. COP: Sir, we are in Alarm Red - I cannot let you leave TORO: No, we're not actually in alarm red yet. Listen, I've been here 13 hours, I've had a rough day, I'm in a pretty $hitty mood, just let me out. COP: No sir, I can't do that TORO: (looking at watch) I go into crew rest in about 3 minutes - you have to let me leave. COP: No sir TORO: Listen, either you unlock the gate or I'm going to climb over it. COP: Sir, we're alarm red - you cannot leave. I take a look at the gate and see the slapnutz hasn't actually secured it - the lock is just hanging on the latch. I pull it open and walk through. He ends up reporting me to the OG/CC who goes through the roof. The story - as told to him - is that I stormed up there and just blew through the gate...no mention of crew rest. As soon as my SQ/CC heard my side, he calmed the OG/CC down. To all those who say SFS cops life isn't rosey and they've got it tough in Iraq I say - suck it. These guys aren't in Iraq, they're here in the safety of America pulling dudes over for speeding in empty parking lots at 2am and drinking IBC root beer. Who do I blame? I blame the SNCOs and commanders of SFS for not instilling some semblance of common sense into these young impresionable troops.

The subject has been touched on in the past, but I'd like to open a thread to highlight all that is lame with current Ops at the 'Deid. When the shooting war was starting, everybody was too preoccupied with the no-$hit mission to worry about queep. Then the jets started coming back with bombs and the shoe clerk mentality started to grow. Here's my first story - Over in 'Ops Town' we had a bathroom that was just a short walk from our Ops Tent. By the time we got there, there was a good deal of penned-in graffiti on the walls of the $hitters. Standard $hitter immature crap. Well somebody got fairly pissed about it, sent in some dudes to paint over the walls and then decided the problem would be solved by TAKING THE CRAPPER DOORS OFF! So now anybody who wanted to take a dooker had to do so in front of God and anybody else who decided to walk in. This same c@ckslap O-5 sent a message to '379AEW/ALL' lamenting on the situation of the crappers and announced that the bathrooms were now starting on a clean slate. Our motivated lieutenants temporarily solved the problems by going to the BX and buying shower curtains which they draped over the crappers for provacy. But at some point before the curtains were installed, the first lick of graffiti was written on the crapper wall -- "CLEAN SLATE!"

Depends on where you're going to UPT and whether you're single or married. Some of the base houses have carports. If you're single you have the option of renting a place with a garage.

Alrighty then, to get this back on topic (well , not really since it originally started out about speeding tickets) Anybody remember this one? Why SFS Cops are brainless and dangerous Chapter 5: Never leave your car parked next to a SFS cop with keys and a car Original story is that he was getting a hand-job and crashed into the jet. Revised story is that he was talking on a cell phone and just not paying attention. A load that should have been swallowed, he is.

During the spouse orientation days that I've been a part of, simulators were included. Usually it was 6-9 spouses gathered around the simulator cycling between the front seat, back seat, and console. They get a full-up, hands-on experience flying (crashing) the jet, dropping bombs, and (attempting to) land the jet.

When you stop responding to it and bringing it to the top of the threads. Looks like so far EvilEagle and JimNTexas are tied in first place with 1.7M. KickChick is bringing up the rear (sts) with a whopping 2mph.

Why SFS Cops can lick the sweat off my nutsack Chapter 4: Ode to the flightline cops Back at the Heath it was fairly standard for people to take their parents out to the flightline to see the jets. Most people would do it in uniform. Well, one guy takes leave when his parents come out to visit and decides he's not going to put on his flight suit to take them out to the flight line (bad decision #1). Now, you don't need a uniform - though it helps - but you DO need a flight line badge. His flight line badge was in his uniform. Just so happens that the cops drive by these four people walking around the planes in civvies and come up to ask them what's going on. He says he's aircrew and - while he can provide a military ID, he can't provide a flightline badge. So this harmless tour ends up with - NSTFS - all four of them (him, his wife, and two parents) face down on the concrete with a cop standing over them with an M-16. Oh...but it gets better... So I happened to be driving out to the flightline and saw this. I drive up to them and say I can vouch for the guy - I have my flightline badge, I'm in uniform, and I know for sure that he's one of us. The cops say no - it's already broken protocol. The next thing I know, all four of them are being carted of to JAIL!!!!! They got inprocessed to the Lakenheath detention center until our commander could get them. We all laughed about it…but it only continues to prove my point.

"I'm not gonna lie, we're the bottom of the barrel ASVAB-wise" - quote by an ex-SFS MSgt. now Lt. That's genius - take the dumbest people in the Air Force and give them the perception of power and an M-16. They may not get DUIs, but go read the base blotter and you'll see they get busted for plenty of other stuff. In the three years I was at Lakenheath there was a pretty big drug problem, and do you know who were the largest majority of guys getting busted? That's right - cops. I have a vast supply of SFS stories and I just got ANOTHER one this week, so here goes: One of my students had his parents in town last week and on Monday he took them to the flight line to see the jets and take pictures. Everything was approved and his parents had a flight line photography approval slip. That day went without problem and Tuesday they decided to go to the arming area and take pictures of him as he was taking off (this is fairly standard). As they're snapping their pictures, a couple cops approach them and give them the standard interrogation. When asked if they have permission to take pictures, they show the slip from the day prior and explain that their son is in one of the jets that's about to take off. The cops confiscate the film and tell them - I $hit you not - they cannot verify whether they were taking pictures of something classified on the film -- pictures of FTU jets getting ready to takeoff?!?! Do they try to call somebody to verify these people's relation to the pilot? No. Do they try to call OPS or MX to verify that there is absolutely no way classified information could be attained by taking pictures of FTU jets taking off on a training mission? No. Do they care that if these people had simply changed the date on their photo slip it (magically) would make everything alright? No. Do they care that there are personal photos on this film? No. The film is taken to the cop shack and put in the evidence locker because it 'might have classified info on it.' So the student explains to me what happened and I call the cops. After a bit of a run-around (talking to 3-4 different airmen who have no idea is going on) I finally talk to a TSgt who says the whereabouts of the film are unknown - it isn't in the evidence locker and we can just plan on not getting it back. After a couple minutes I get the impression that this dude just doesn't care, so I go get the SQ/CC involved. Fast forward to yesterday - the cops have had a week to try to locate this film - and my SQ/CC is at the SFS dispatch desk talking to a supervisor. BOSS: Hey, I'm LTC Pilot and I'm trying to get back some film that was confiscated from the parents of one of our students. COP: Yes sir, we have been unable to locate that film. I'm afraid they're not going to get it back. BOSS: Really? Say, can you tell me why you confiscated the film in the first place? COP: Yes sir, we were unable to determine whether the film contained classified material. BOSS: And where's that film now? COP: As I said sir, the film is lost. BOSS: So you're telling me that you've lost potentially classified material? COP: (the hamster in his brain wheel trips over itself and the cop's IQ halves by dropping 6-9 points...warnings are going off in the cop's cranium "Does not compute...does not compute") Uh...uh...well, we don't know for sure that there was classified on the film. BOSS: And how were you going to verify that? COP: Uh sir, we were going to have MOC view the film BOSS: And when were you going to that? COP: Uh....just as soon as we found the film BOSS: And where is the film? COP: Sir, it's lost. BOSS: Copy, the classified film you lost. You're doing a great job Sgt, glad to see that Seymour Johnson is in your capable hands. If the interest in this thread continues, I'll type up another 'Why SFS Suck' story later today or tomorrow.

ENJJPT IP...just when I started to calm down you reminded me of another reason SFS cops suck. After some aircrew buffoonery on a weekend TDY followed by an enlisted OG troop getting a DUI, the OG/CC hit the roof and we recalled for an OG commanders call on a Sunday. So I get my $hit together as quickly as possible and forget to grab my wallet with my military ID. I do, however, have my flight line badge since it's tucked in my flight suit. When I get to the gate (this is Lakenheath) I show the gate guard my line badge. COP: Sir, I can't let you on base with that TORO: YGBSM - do you know what this is? COP: Yes sir, you need a military ID to get on base. TORO: Look, I just got recalled and I forgot my wallet. This should be as good, if not better, than my ID. COP: Sorry sir, I can't let you on with that TORO: Are you serious? Do you know who issued me this line badge? (He looks like me somewhat puzzled, like he's not sure if he's supposed to answer, so I answer for him). The cops -- you -- issued me this line badge. Do you know how I got this line badge? (Once again I get the confused puppy look) I had to show you my paperwork and my military ID to get this line badge - this line badge gets me access to many more restricted places than my ID. COP: Uh...sir, I understand that, but I can't allow you on base without your military ID. Inner voice starts swearing again - I take a gander at his rank and name TORO: Okay A1C Slapnutz (name changed to protect the retarded), I'm gonna go back home and tell the OG/CC that I didn't make it to the recall because you felt a line badge was insufficient identification to get me onto base. COP: (Both neurons in his pea-brain firing wildly as he contemplates using common sense) Okay sir, I'll let you on this time, but don't let it happen again. Cops. If we didn't have 'em....we wouldn't need 'em.

It shouldn't. Especially, as noted, because it was 32 in a 25. YGBFSM. Hopefully your Flt/Sq CC told the SFS/CC to pound sand. Man, I just can't seem to get off the discussion of cops today. Just as I was about to calm down from that post, this comes up. Here's a cut and paste of my opinon on SFS cops - I personally am of the opinion that all security forces cops are pr!cks and really don't have anything better to do than hound people and write tickets. In my experience with them, they blindly follow (sometimes stupid) orders and are never able to impart any sort of personal judgment or common sense. Here's why - <<snip>> Example #2 - I'm leaving my squadron after a night sortie a while back and as I turn onto the main road I notice flashing lights in my rear view. So I pull over knowing I wasn't speeding and knowing that since it's one in the morning this guy obviously has nothing better to do. It's some one-striper who seems very intimidated having just pulled over an officer. COP: Sir, I need your license and proof of registration I dig through my glove container looking for my registration - it's in there, but I'm so pissed at having been pulled over that I overlook it TORO: Here's my license, I can't find my registration He walks away from my car. Now I'm more pissed because (1) he hasn't told me why he pulled me over and (2) he hasn't even asked me for my military ID. Unbeknownst to me, he wasn't sure what to do, so he was asking a more experienced Staff Sgt in the car for advice. A couple minutes later he walks back. COP: Sir, I need your registration TORO: Did you hear what I just said to you? I don't have it, I don't know where it is. COP: Well sir, you need to have a registration to drive a vehicle on a military base. Now I'm starting to spin through the roof. To get your personal vehicle on base you have to present a proof of registration and insurance at the front gate which will get you a DoD sticker for the windshield. I point to the sticker TORO: Hey...see that sticker? That means my car is registered. Why don't you write the number down and call the dispatch desk - they'll verify that the car is registered. He just seems to get flustered - oh, by the way, he still hasn't told me why I've been pulled over TORO: Why did you pull me over? COP: Sir, you were speeding TORO: No I wasn't, I was doing exactly 30 mph COP: Uh, actually sir, you were speeding in the parking lot. TORO: (Inner monologue) Are you f*cking kidding me? Speeding in the parking lot? What kind of worthless pathetic job do you have that you have to ticket me in the parking lot? It's one o'clock in the godd@mn morning, I'm f*cking tired, I've been at work for 13 f*cking hours and you're going to give me a f*cking ticket for speeding in the f*cking parking lot? TORO: (Actual voice) Are you f*cking kidding me? COP: Sir, you were doing 21. TORO: What's the speed limit? COP: 15 TORO: (Much more inner monologue with much more profanity) Uh - well, I didn't realize the parking limit had a speed limit. Seriously - you're going to give me a ticket for going a little too fast through the parking lot at one in the morning? He gets a bit flustered again and leaves. He talks with his more experienced SSgt, who gets out of the car and comes up to me. OBTW, I'm never asked for my military ID...retards. This guys is a bit more experienced, but he is still a SFS Cop and therefore still retarded. NEW COP: Sir, my partner was actually incorrect - the speed limit in the parking lot is 5 mph, not 15. TORO (Inner monologue is going berserk now, but voice says:) 5 mph? I can walk that fast! COP: I realize that sir, but that's the speed limit I'm not one to try to talk my way out of a ticket - besides I don't think it's going to happen because I've already been a pretty big pr!ck to these guys. TORO: Fine, am I getting a ticket? COP: Yes sir. Now fortunately since this is a base ticket it won't go on your driving record. TORO: I don't give two $hits about my driving record! I care that this ticket is going to get forwarded to my commander and I'm gonna get in trouble because I was going too fast in the parking lot! COP: (Handing me ticket) Well sir if you could just...(my inner monologue starts to drown him out) TORO: (While the cop is still talking) Are you done with me? COP: Uh, well, you have your ticket and you'll need to I drive off while he's mid-sentence. Here's the capper to the whole event. It turns out that the reason I got pulled over was because somebody complained about people driving too fast through the parking lot - IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY. Not only did the cops pull me over, but five minutes later they pulled over a student leaving the building. Where they were sitting, the only people they were going to catch were aircrew leaving the squadron. I told my commander the next day and he just rolled his eyes. When he signed the ticket to send it back to the cops, he wrote "One in the morning...copy...get a grip." It just so happened that the vice wing commander was standing next to him when he heard about the second guy that had gotten pulled over. The vice wing commander rolled his eyes and said, "I'll go have a talk with the Security Forces Commander." Ugh. Sorry to vent, but DAMM!T I HATE SFS COPS!

Dude, chill out. You said they weren't going to drop 'any more', he said they just did. He wasn't calling you out, just stating a fact - simple semantics error. Get yourself all spun up like that and you come off as a huge prick.