Seen on Vox Popoli last week:
I don’t want wacky, I don’t want diversity, and I don’t want inclusivity when I’m travelling. I want serious, highly-competent ex-military men in their mid-50s who could land a plane in their sleep. And if I owned this airline, I’d immediately fire every single one of these jokers for degrading confidence in the company’s ability to safely fly its planes. – Vox Day
I’m with him.
Nothing makes me feel better than waiting to board a plane than when the 50 something pilot rocks up with the corporate bomber jacket, who looks like he has about a million hours of flight time in multi-engine aircraft.
I’ve flown with women pilots before. No big deal. But none of them looked old enough to have that kind of experience. These ones remind me of a friends daughter that’s learning to be a commercial pilot. I’m sure she’s fine. But it’ll be decades before she has the chops of a military pilot. By the way, I’ve run into male pilots for these regional airlines, like the one that flipped over this month, returning on flights I’ve had. They didn’t instill a lot of confidence either. None were fit, like a veteran usually is.
I read a piece sometime ago about the difference between men and women drivers and pilots. The crux of it was that men bond with their machines in a way that most women do not. I know that’s a fact on a bike, for sure.
Inspected By Pat 