My desk, rack and stereo on Michelson, 1970-1971. These were luxurious accommodations for an enlisted sailor of that period. I was reading "The Panay Incident". I no longer remember the symbolism of the hanging creature. In fact, much of my behavior during this period is now obscure.
With only two men in a four-man stateroom, we had plenty of room. My stereo on an unused rack.
Entry door, and refrigerator (complete with lock, so it could not be opened during inspections.) The hanging wine bottle served as a roll indicator for new crewmen who had not yet gotten their sea legs. Considerate, weren't we?
It's not what you think. Considerate softdrink makers bottled their products in simulated beer bottles and shipped them overseas so young sailors far from home would have reminders of home. I got my root beer in Heineken bottles (Heh...heh...heh).