Tsk, tsk...scientists, eh?
Any chance this little fracas was preceded by the phrase "Are you looking at my pengiun?"
Two men were airlifted from the US-run Amundsen-Scott South Pole station after what is described as a "drunken Christmas punch-up". According to the Guardian, one of the men suffered a suspected broken jaw during the scrap. The pair were flown by US Air Force Hercules to the headquarters of the US Antarctic Programme - McMurdo …
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I've a friend who's done 4 or 5 tours in Antarctica (summer and winter) and has said McMurdo is basically an open bar and drunken party every night, especially in the polar winter when there's only a skeleton support crew. She said there's always some animosity between someone (scientific egos, after all) but that it rarely goes anywhere.
Every bar has a fight sooner or later.
Earlier there was a humongous Flash advert in the middle of the page, as reported above. As it's now gone, we must infer that the McMurdo Xmas spirit temporarily possessed Vulture Central. It has now been exorcised and was last seen drifting off unsteadily in the direction of Drowning St.
"Earlier there was a humongous Flash advert in the middle of the page"
Must have been sourced from Doubleclick or one of the many other intrusive/malicious sites blocked by the MVPS Hosts file. I've never seen such a thing since installing it. Thanks, MVPS!
"The injured party is apparently an employee of Raytheon Polar Services, although the names of the two pugilists were not released. Company spokeswoman Val Carroll confirmed "an investigation into the incident would be held"."
Poor advert for Raytheon - "we employ seven-stone weaklings". They need to hold some kind of punching competition before they send people off to the Wild South. I imagine that, if the jaw-breaking victor is allowed to go back to Antarctica, he'll walk tall through the swing doors, and the pianist will stop playing, and someone will rush outside to tie up his horse, and he can have whatever drink he wants.
There's two types of people at the US bases in the Antarctic: scientists, contractors and Raytheon employees.
Three! There's three types of people: scientists, seasonal contractors, Raytheon employees and NSF government drones.
Err, FOUR! Four types of people: scientists, seasonal contractors, Raytheon employees, NSF government drones and military/national guard personnel...
At any rate, if you've been involved in any kind of dust up or screw up, you are NOT going back to the Ice. Ever. At least not with RPSC. They get really short with you. Even small infractions can get you thrown out, never mind ones like this.
As for the drunkenness: that comes and goes and is mostly up to the people. I spent many a night in the wine bar, sometimes getting sloshed (including a memorable one with government staffers - they made me look like a cheap date) and sometimes just having a quiet read. Now, Gallaghers's and Southern Exposure on the other hand... honky tonk comes to mind.
...that spoil it for the rest!
Not that anybody will read this: Stuck out here in the middle of the North Sea, just a bit south of the Dogger Bank, we will be spending New Year with nothing stronger to drink than Schluur and Kali-ber.
Long gone are the days of beer out on the North Sea Oil/Gas platforms.
Still. I'll be back in on Thursday for 2 weeks off.
Happy New Year to all@El Reg
Why do they send instable people to these places? Really hard work, hard partying is really what keeps (a lot of) people going but why fight? It is so easy to pick up the personalities who can't take their drinks so? Take them out once and challenge them, if they get aggressive say it was nice to meet you but..
Well Jim, I can remember similar 'difficulties' with some of the bears on Ninian Central in the old 'wild west days' – “Right, I’ll see you on the helideck then”
No beer then either, but plenty of NRBs* on the T cards though.
Have a good one with the grape Juice.
*Not Required Back - for normal El Reg folks, that’s the way industrial relations used to be (still are?) conducted offshore. Tribunals? Who needs them?
A guy I once met had visited the Russian Antarctic base (was it Vostok?). The russian guys working there were happily intoxicated by alcohol most all the time. In that state they succesfully handled the precious ice cores from the boreholes they drilled from glaciers for scientific study. Outside their base there were two storage tanks, but only the first was for petrol as the other was for vodka.
When you think about the possible leisure activities there, it is a small wonder such a bunch of hairy men dont concentrate on the essentials even more.
As they were Americans, they were obviously arguing about whether the place is pronounced "An-tarc-tic-a" or "An-art-ic-a".
And before the Americans start flaming, have a good listen to some of the actors in your movies some day.
Mine's the Asbestos coat on the near hook, thanks.