Back in my seafaring days, I crossed paths with this up and at’em young girl (now more fittingly this fine old lady) more than once. There she sat, at the head of her peers, at the foot of about 55th street in Manhattan. Falling into a new set of circumstances, I was able to afford to be in first class on the last Eastbound crossing of the Queen Mary, and the first Eastbound crossing of the Queen Elizabeth 2. And perhaps for this reason, I secured an apartment on West 57th Street at The Osborne, within earshot of the ships’ horns.
But this post has a serious reason behind it.
The exploding volcano in Iceland with its destructive potential for jet, propeller, and internal combustion engine failure may have rendered airliners unusable for an extended period of time. How ironic, considering that these planes managed to destroy the pleasure, the heaven, of a transatlantic crossing by ship.
The SS United States was the fastest ship afloat when she was launched in 1952 (estimated maximum speed, 38 knots). She held the Blue Riband speed record, until they became merely a curiosity.
What has become of her? There she sits still, at pier 82, Philadelphia, a fond site for the locals with her faded red, white, and blue funnels. And a future, headed for the scrapheap, unless something is done to save her. What’s needed is an EVENT. Here it is.
Maybe this is her chance. Watch this video, which details her claim to being a part of United States history and pride, and write a letter to President Obama, urging that she be saved by the government for this honorable purpose, which is to secure the world’s airline industries while they are sidelined, and to be on standby for the next – who knows how long?