I lived with 21 sailors in a compartment the size of a residential master bedroom. This is Bob White, a man who knows a good rack when he sees one. He's got the top rack of three.

The top racks were nice because no one would step on your face while climbing into theirs while you slept. But if the ship rolled and you were tossed out, it was a long drop to the deck. That strap hanging by his head is used to tie you down so that wouldn't happen.

Notice the pipe above his head with the nasty clamp waiting to tear his scalp off.