Swedish Steel

The warship has encountered dismal sea conditions. Mind you the structural integrity of the ship is not compromised one bit. The admiral, captain, the skipper, cookie, even the first mate and his favored sailor companions are sally-ing forth with ever increasing eagor vigor and optimism. Their shared language and beliefs bring them a level of protection and favors not bestowed upon the rest.

The sailors are queasy and disgruntled. Their rations are given at less frequent intervals. Some have walked the plank due to their protest. In other cases..."Man overboard"! How long until mutiny? Until the laboring masses onboard raise their arms in defiance? How about the smarter ones? Will they fight or quietly slip away?

The ship sails stronger, more powerful everyday. But can a ship with sailors who've lost faith, spirit, and rations carry on? On whose backs does the mighty ship wield its might? The men of squadron "V" are tired, can they still fight?



*This is no way a political analogy.