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Wednesday, January 11, 2023

MUSTANG - Man and Machine

The dull brown aluminum machine cut through the thin air like a pencil on a draftsmen chart. At the end of that finely drawn line was a lanky 31 year old pilot, Major James Howell Howard (above).  
The U.S. Navy had trained him to fly, but he became an combat ace, completing 56 missions over China with the Flying Tigers (above) in a P-40.  After Pearl Harbor he became a Major in the U.S. Army Air Corps. 
And, since shortly before 9:00 am, this Tuesday 11 January 1944, he had been squeezed into the 2 foot wide by 3 foot long cockpit of his P - 51 Mustang fighter. 
After four hours of cold tedium Howard's 356th fighter group finally caught up with the 401st bomb group they were assigned to protect. The 137 B-17 and B-24 bombers had just finished their runs over the Focke Wulf  factory in Oschersleben, Germany, and were turning for home.
Having divided his command to cover the lead and tailing bomber formations, Howard was now "jincking" back and forth at 250 miles per hour in the center of the 160 miles per hour bomber formations,  Howard noticed the bombers nearest him “...seemed to be under pressed attack by six single and twin-engine enemy fighters.” Signaling to his wing man on his “six”, Howard released his two 62 gallon drop fuel tanks, pushed his throttle and stick forward, and dived to the attack.
The machine Major Howard was flying was conceived in March of 1940. That month, with German bombers expected any moment over London, British industry produced just 58 front line all metal Spitfire single seat fighters, capable of 370 miles per hour (above). Little could be done to quickly increase its production rates, so desperation drove the British to look to the United States. 
They were disappointed to discover just one American fighter capable of speeds over 300 MPH, the Curtis Hawk P-40 (above), produced by North American Aviation in Inglewood, California. (The U.S. Army had to label their fighters as “Pursuit Aircraft” to placate isolationist politicians, thus the "P" in front of all fighter designations.)  But North American's production lines were already running at full capacity with P-40's, B-25 bombers and trainers. A new order would require an entirely new plant, which meant added expense and delay.
Major Howard first fell in behind an Me 110 twin tailed night fighter (above). The enemy crew were concentrating on their target, and did not notice the small fighters on their tail. “I waited until his wingspan filled my gun sight and opened up with a four-second burst.” The enemy plane went into a steep dive, and then fell from the sky as the wings broke off. 
With a flick of his control stick and kick at the rudder with his feet, Howard fell in behind an FW 190 single seat fighter (above).  “He pulled up into the sun when he saw me,” remembered Howard. A two second burst put 26 rounds from each of the six wing mounted 50 caliber machine guns into the target. The impact was instantaneous. Said Howard, “I nearly ran into his canopy as he threw it off to bail out”. And lastly Howard shot down a Messerschmitt Bf 109 fighter.
Legend has it that the 45 year old charismatic President of NAA, James Howard "Dutch" Kindelberger, approached his lead engineer, 41 year old German born Edgar Schmued (above), and asked him, “Ed, do we want to build P-40's here?” Schmeud replied, "We can design and build a better one."  Relying on Schmued, North American assured the British they could deliver a better fighter than the P-40 no later than January of 1941. The contract for 320 of the as yet to be designed Mustang Mark 1a fighters was signed on 24 April, 1940.
Returning to his station, jinking again, and now heading for home, Howard realized he had lost his wing man. Now alone at 26,000 feet above central Germany, still 500 mile from the Dutch coastline, he spotted some 30 German fighters gathering like vultures to feast on the bombers. Howard, confident in himself and the P-51 machine (above) he piloted, decided, as he put it, to “stick around”.
Engineer Schmued had reason to be so confident about his ability to design a batter fighter than the P-40.  In 1938 Federal researchers working in a wind tunnel in Langley, Virginia, discovered that softening the  “hump” on the wing top kept the air flow closer to the surface of the wing, which reduced drag by 50%  while not reducing lift. They called the design “laminar flow”.  The same team also learned that the standard rounded wing tips might look smooth to designers, but they actually increased drag . 
This new plane, with razor thin blunt squared-off wings, would be the first in the world to benefit from this research. And Schmued had a few ideas of his own. He insisted the aluminum skin on this new fighter be “entirely flush-riveted”, allowing the plane to smoothly slice through the air.
Diving again, Howard lined up behind another ME-110, this one throwing rockets into the bomber formations. A single burst sent the twin engine fighter spiraling down, trailing smoke. Then, remembered Howard, “It wasn’t long before I saw another Bf 109 (above)  tooling up behind the formation.” But this time the German pilot saw the brown fighter, and headed for the deck. Howard followed. “He stood out very clearly, silhouetted against the snow that covered the ground...” After another pair of short bursts the 109 began to smoke, and at 3,000 feet Howard was forced to pull back on the stick. “  The fellow went down in a cloud of black smoke and fire and hit the ground.” 
As the P-51 climbed at 4,000 feet per minute, Howard grunted while “G” forces drove him into the seat. But the same forces were pushing the bullets in the ammunition belts on three of Howard's machine guns out of their cloth sleeves. The next  time he fired, those guns would jam.
Basing the design on the P-40 saved time and retooling, as did using the liquid cooled Allison V-1710 engine from the P-40. This first new prototype, labeled the NA-73X , rolled off the production line on 9 September 1940, just 102 days after design work had started. And it displayed yet another major innovation. 
The radiator on P-40 sat behind and below the engine, which gave the "Tomahawk" it's squared off nose.  But the Mustang carried it's heat exchange below and behind the cockpit, where it could be fed fresh air via a ventral scoop. To the engineer's amazement, a minor alteration compressed the hot air escaping at the rear of the scoop, so it would function as a rudimentary ramjet engine, boosting speed even further.
I climbed once more to the port side of the bomber formation,” remembered Howard. “I saw an 
ME 109 over on the starboard side getting into position...just underneath and a few hundred yards ahead of me. He saw me at the same time and chopped his throttle...It's an old trick. He started scissoring underneath me but I cut my throttle...Then we went into a circle dogfight...I dumped twenty-degree flaps and began cutting inside him, so he quit and went into a forty-five degree dive...I got on his tail and got in some long distance squirts from 300 or 400 yards.... I got some strikes on him but I didn't see him hit the ground.”
The first 95 of the new Mustangs arrived in October of 1941, but the Brits were not impressed. The Allison engines had no supercharger, which emasculated the planes at anything over 15,000 feet. So the British allocated the disappointing Mustangs to reconnaissance and ground attack. It was not until six months later, in April of 1942, that Ronnie Harker, chief test pilot for Rolls-Royce, spent 30 minutes flying the Mustang. It was Harker who pointed out to the Air Ministry that “...with a good engine, like the Merlin 61, it's performance could be outstanding, as it is 35 mph faster than the Spitfire V at roughly the same power.” But it was August before Harker was allowed to install 5 Rolls-Royce engines in the Mustangs, as an experiment.
On the next trip up,” Major Howard explained, “I saw a Dornier 217 (above), I think it was coming alongside the big Friends (the bombers), probably to throw rockets. I had to work fast but when I dived on him he just left and I never did fire a shot at him.”
The high altitude performance of the Rolls Royce Mustang was now described as “spectacular”. The Mustang could now operate at up to 40,000 feet, at up to 432 miles per hour, making it the fastest propeller driven fighter plane in the world. It's aerodynamics gave the plane an amazing 3.3 miles per gallon, increasing its range to 1,650 miles with a pair of 62 gallon external drop tanks.  This meant it could fly all the way from British airfields to Berlin and back.
North American now installed the 1,450-horsepower Packard V-1650-3 Merlin engines, being built under contract by the Packard Motor Car Company out of Detroit. The P-51 was now lacking only one minor modification, which would make it the best propeller driven fighter in history. 
For another 10 minutes Major James Howard made repeated feint attacks on a Junker 88 bomber, forcing the blitz bomber to break off and dive away again and again.  By now Howard's P-51 had only one working machine gun, the other 5 having jammed. Eventually the frustrated German pilot gave up and banked away. Seeing no more fighters, and being dangerously low on fuel, Howard gave a farewell waggle of his wings,  collected three stray P-51s, and headed for his home base at Boxted, England. When he landed it was discovered Howard's plane had a single bullet hole in his left wing. Said Howard, “I don't know where I got it, or when.”
After the raid, the commander of the 401st Bomber Group called Howard's defense  “...the greatest exhibition I've ever seen. It was a case of one lone American against what seemed to be the entire Luftwaffe. He was all over the wing, across and around it. They can't give that boy a big enough award." Howard was dubbed a “"One-man Air Force".  Andy Rooney, correspondent for the Army's Stars and Stripes newspaper called his feat “the greatest fighter pilot story of World War II.”
John Howard's Medal of Honor Citation reads, in part, “For conspicuous gallantry...above and beyond the call of duty in action with the enemy near Oschersleben, Germany, on 11 January 1944....he chose...to attack single-handed a formation of more than 30 German airplanes. With utter disregard for his own safety he immediately pressed determined attacks for some 30 minutes, during which time he destroyed 3 enemy airplanes and probably destroyed and damaged others...Major Howard continued his aggressive action in an attempt to protect the bombers from the numerous fighters. His skill, courage, and intrepidity on this occasion set an example of heroism which will be an inspiration to the U.S. Armed Forces.”
 Lieutenant Colonel Tommy Hitckcock , the U.S. Army Air Force attache in London, described the new Mustang as “Sired by the English out of an American mother...” In common parlance the new fighters would come to be labeled, “The Cadillac of the skies”.  Newly promoted Colonel Howard himself had one suggestion - improve the canopy of the P-51, to give the pilot a better view of the sky. Thus was born the final classic outline of the P-51 with the famous bubble canopy.   
Between 1942 and 1945 15,469 Mustangs were built by North American Aviation. They destroyed 4,950 German fighters in air to air combat, against 2,520 Mustangs lost. Born out of desperation, inspired by genius and technical innovation, the Mustang was the greatest, and the last front line,  piston engine, propeller powered fighter aircraft ever built.  But the pilots were always human..

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Tuesday, January 10, 2023

TEMPEST IN A TEA POT

 

It was a “Tempest” worthy of William Shakespeare only because Albert Bacon Fall (above) was a scoundrel of Shakespearian proportions, a self made legal sorcerer and a bombastic, selfish, and vulgar cowboy Caliban.  His villainous reputation was established by a mysterious double murder in the New Mexico desert.

But the climax was staged adjacent to a 75 foot tall sandstone butte (above) some thought resembled a tea pot, which gave its name to the scandal which finally brought our reprobate down. But the true scandal was Albert Fall's entire greedy life.

You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse.”
Caliban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act I, Scene 2
Near the low crest of Chalk Hill (above) the search party found a patch of blood soaked sand and some papers belonging to 57 year old Republican lawyer Albert. J. Fountain.  A hundred yards further on, Mescalero Apache scouts found where a man had knelt in ambush, the casings ejected from his rifle still in the dust. 
The buggy tracks led eastward 12 miles into the Jarillas Mountains (above, bg), where the search party found Fountain's carriage “plundered and abandoned.”  Still in the buggy was a note reading, “If you drop this we will be your friends. If you go on with it you will never reach home alive.” And stuffed under the seat was a kerchief wrapped around some change, belonging to 8 year old Henry Fountain. Neither the father's nor the son's body was ever found.
The clouds methought would open and show riches, Ready to drop upon me that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's The Tempest, Act III, Scene 2
When he was a Democrat and accused of masterminding the 1896 double homicide of Albert Fountain and his 8 year old son Henry, Albert Fall said it was just Republicans trying to “crucify innocent Democrats”.  Except Fountain had just obtained criminal indictments against Albert Fall and 23 of his clients and friends.  With Fountain's murder, those cases now collapsed. 
In a courthouse jammed with the alleged killer's allies (above), threatened and intimidated witnesses simply failed to show up. There was no chance of a conviction, but Albert Fall still managed to be arrogant and offensive in his one sided victory. The Democrats were both (above, foreground) found not guilty. And then, two years later, Albert Fall switched parties and became a Republican. And all his friends found it profitable to go with him.
I'll show thee every fertile inch o' th' island; And I will kiss thy foot: I prithee, be my god.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act II, Scene 2
After having fought statehood for years as a Democrat, in 1912  when statehood came, newly minted Republican Albert Fall became one of New Mexico's first elected U.S. Senators.  In Washington, D.C., Albert became famous for two things - his alcohol fueled poker parties with Ohio Senator Warren G. Harding, and his unrelenting animosity toward Democratic President Woodrow Wilson. 
When the racist Wilson suffered a stroke in 1919, Albert alleged he had been rendered mentally incompetent, and demanded to test the Democratic President's mental acuity.  At the  October examination, Senator Fall hypocritically assured the bedridden Wilson, “I have been praying for you, Sir.” Looking up at his torturer, Wilson inquired, “Which way, Senator?” Albert joined in the laughter, but in November of 1920 it was Senator Fall's drinking buddy, Republican Warren G. Harding who was elected President over Wilson.
Ban, 'Ban, Cacaliban, Has a new master: get a new man. Freedom, hey-day! hey-day, freedom!”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act II, Scene 2
Harding wanted Albert Fall to be his Secretary of State, but party leaders insisted on someone more trustworthy. Said Harding, “If Albert Fall isn't an honest man, I'm not fit to be President of the United States.” When the party leaders refused to back down Harding named Albert his Secretary of the Department of the Interior, a branch of government Albert had been denouncing for decades. Almost the first thing after taking the oath in the spring of 1921 (above), Secretary Fall cajoled Harding into giving him control over the U.S. Naval Oil Reserves in California and Wyoming. 
Fall (above, left)  then quickly granted a no-bid lease for the two reserves in California to oilman Edward Doheny (above, right). 
In December,  Albert (above, left) did the same for oilman Harry Ford Sinclair (above, left), granting him sole access to the Tea Pot Dome field (below), also known as Naval Reserve Number Three.
Do that good mischief which may make this island Thine own for ever, and I, thy Caliban, For aye thy foot-licker.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act IV, Scene 1
In the spring of 1922, the railroad town of Casper, Wyoming, 35 miles south of the dome, was abuzz with rumors of equipment bearing the name Mammoth Oil Company which had suddenly invaded the naval reserve. Competitors like New Yorker James Darden quickly pierced that deception, and certain the lease granted to Sinclair was not legal, Colonel Darden decided to become Sinclair's unofficial partner by drilling his own well sideways, into the same dome. As Fall himself explained, “Sir, if you have a milkshake and I have a milkshake and my straw reaches across the room, I’ll end up drinking your milkshake."
I will have none on't: we shall lose our time, And all be turn'd to barnacles, or to apes With foreheads villanous low.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act IV Scene 1
The problem for Secretary Fall was the “low down son-of-a-bitch” Darden “was an old friend of President Harding. So on a Saturday afternoon, while the Secretary of the Navy was out of the office, Fall told the the Acting Secretary that Harding wanted “squatters” thrown off the dome. Fall added there was ample legal precedent for using U.S. Marines for this duty. There was none, but Fall never showed reluctance in lying to make a profit. 
Within the week Captain George K. Shuler and four enlisted marines were slapping “No Trespassing” signs and padlocks on Colonel Darden's well. And because this was done in front of reporters, Albert Fall had finally taken one step too far.
"I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy-headed monster. A most scurvy monster! I could find in my heart to beat him."
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act II Scene 2
Long annoyed by Fall's arrogance, the Senate majority Republicans allowed a Democrat from Montana, Senator Thomas Walsh  to investigate the oil leases. 
And when Walsh's investigating committee (above) issued it's first subpoena for documents, Fall responded by burying Walsh in a literal truck load of paper. 
It slowed Walsh, but Darden's complaints finally caused President Harding (above) to separate himself from his old drinking buddy. In March of 1923, Albert Fall was forced to resign from the cabinet, first going to work for Harry Sinclair and then returning to his own 750,000 acre New Mexico ranch, which he called "Three Rivers".  
And then, in August of 1923, President Harding dropped dead of a heart attack. The new President, an honest prig named Calvin Coolidge (above), looking over the looming disaster, decided to make Albert  the fall guy, sacrificing him to the growing public outcry over the massive fraud that had been the Harding/Coolidge administration.
How does thy honor? Let me lick thy shoe.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act III Scene 2
The truck load of documents supplied to Senator Walsh provided enough heat to keep the scandal simmering for two years. Called before the committee three times Albert swore under oath - once in writing - that he had done nothing illegal.  But late in 1925 questions began to be asked about how Fall had paid for the many improvements to Fall's Three Rivers ranch.  
When put under oath Albert's own son-in-law, M.T. Everhard, was forced to admit he had accepted $198,000 in federal bonds from Harry Sinclair's own hand,  and delivered them to Secretary Fall's own hand. There was also a no interest “loan” of $36,000 from Sinclair, and one of $100,000 in cash from Edward Doheny, the little black bag delivered to "Three Rivers Ranch"  by Edward Doheny's son Ned, and his "friend and body guard" Hugh Plunket.  
In 1927 the Supreme Court ruled the leases on all naval oil reserves were invalid, and control and profits went back to the U.S. Navy.
“First to possess his books; for without them He's but a sot, as I am, nor hath not One spirit to command: they all do hate him, As rootedly as I — burn but his books.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act III, Scene 2
When the federal case went to trial in Los Angeles in 1930. humorist Will Rodgers cracked that Doney's defense team took up three full Pullman railroad cars. The first car was “Just for the little lawyers...to carry the brief cases.” In the third car, said Rodgers, were “the big ones that were in real touch with Mr. Doheny.”  Harry Sinclair's defense team in his Cheyenne, Wyoming trial, took up at least four Pullman cars, according to Rodgers.
Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou: I would my valiant monster would destroy thee: I do not lie.
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act III Scene 2
Edward Doheny paid a high price for his involvement with Albert Fall. In 1929, under pressure by prosecutors for one of them to flip, Ned Doheny and Hugh Plunket died in what appeared to be a murder/suicide. Still, the next year, Edward was found not guilty of bribery. The jury even broke into song after rendering their decision. One disgusted U.S. Senator was prompted to observe, “It is impossible to convict a million dollars in the United States“   But the old oil man did not have the heart to celebrate. 
Edward Doheny (above) served just 3 months for contempt of Congress, but he never recovered from the death of his only son. He died in September of 1935, still one of the richest men in Southern California. The mansion built for the young Doheny and where the murder/suicide occurred, still stands empty in Beverly Hills, as a state park and is often used as a location for movies. 
I'll not serve him, he is not valiant.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act III Scene 2
In Wyoming, Harry Sinclair (above) received a mistrial after it was discovered his private detectives had been shadowing members of the jury. He was never retried for the bribery, but he was sentenced to six months for contempt of court, which he served in the District of Columbia city jail. He also died one of the richest men in Southern California, in January of 1949
What a thrice-double ass Was I, to take this drunkard for a god And worship this dull fool!”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act V Scene 1
Albert Bacon Fall was the only member of an administration awash in bribes, arrogant enough and clumsy enough to be convicted of accepting a bribe. He remains the only cabinet member in American History (so far) to be sentenced to prison for crimes committed while in office. He served nine months. When he was released in May of 1932 (above), Doheny repossessed Fall's beloved Three Rivers ranch for not repaying the bribe, for which Doheny had been found “not guilty” of paying him.
Fall died a bitter old man,  at the end of November, 1944 in his El Paso Texas mansion, still arguing to the last that his conviction was just political payback. 
I doubt that Albert and the young Henry Fountain (above), still lying decomposed somewhere out there in the New Mexico desert, would agree.
Flout 'em and scout 'em, And scout 'em and flout 'em, Thought is free.”
Caloban - Shakespeare's “The Tempest” Act V Scene 1
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