The C-17 has revolutionized Antarctic logistics and the mission was just another example of how the Air Force has leveraged its strategic airlift capability to support the National Science Foundation’s tactical requirement, said Lt. Col. Jim McGann, 304th EAS commander.

“Airdropping the fuel enables critical global climate research to continue in remote locations,” Colonel McGann said. “Without it, the project–involving six countries at a cost of more than $40 million–would fail. And support like this, even in the most hostile environment on the planet, is what Team McChord does best.”

I like his take on this. The most interesting parts are the comments that came back to slam him from POV’s assuming fellow Ice Folk identities.

I once had another blog where I slammed the military and contractors alike for calling/writing home about how ‘dangerous’ it was… when none of these people experienced anything more dangerous than high cholesterol from the 4x daily buffet of all-you-can-eat DFAC meals. I would regularly get nasty grams about how insensitive I was to the war fighters.

One rather large group of correspondence was from the friends of a particular person that is now part of those fictitious Pajamas Media ‘experts’. He lied blatantly and embellished everything so bad that one blog entry claimed to have a mortar hitting next to his trailer when it was actually 4 kilometers away outside CP-1 (which I had to do the report on). He talked about having to endure the hardships of eating bland military food when he was actually only issued a single MRE for the flight over and had access to the Embassy chow hall at 4 meals a day…. and it was great food. I had his billeting info, his work schedule, his civilian work history, his palace office info & tasking, ..everything. I was not part of the RSO and the info was nonsecured. His was a social agenda – so was mine.

Even after calling out this supercool cat, his friends then slammed me for the act of ‘calling out’ instead of admiting their friend was a craptastic lier.

Robocop is much better.

I love it when folks write for their small town newspapers. I want more blogs, more books, more perspective from those on the ice.

But I’m not so warm to it when they lie, or omit the comforts of McMurdo and Pole, in order to promote their own heroism to dupe their relatives, or who rehash the classic Antarctic myths that were born almost a century ago and they repeat without even thinking.

Yes, it’s still cold, and hell awaits the precocious with all manner of wounds and, in the end, death. But if you know what you’re doing, that probably won’t happen to you and you’ll end up eating Turkey Tetrazzini and watching Terminator 2 in the evening.

What’s for dinner at Pole tonight?