QANTAS Pilot: If he’s willing… If he’s willing to lose his job for saying it, I guess we should headline it so people at least hear it!
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From my own aviation days and crew resource management training – the words “Captain, you must listen” are what hit me most from this excellent video.
The problem is, we are screaming at the “captains”, but they still are not only not listening, not only refusing to listen, but punishing those who are telling them, “the captains”, that they MUST listen.
The inevitable abrupt ground contact is going to be tragic. It already is for far too many.
A good man. An honest man.
Thanks for putting this one up.
There are no Captains.
Apart from exhibitionists, no one really wants to stand out and away from the zeitgeist; especially when it looks like it could see you ostracised from normal social life. Or, and more importantly, from gaining/maintaining employment, accessing education, and from entering the local shopping mall. People have much to lose from this
comingrealised medical fascism.
The Qantas Pilot video probably will not last long online. But if it does he will be discredited by the
statethe media as all dissidents are. This will be done by publicising his past sins and errors, which he’s already flagged. But along with him, there will be many more casualties from this fascist life before we all finally turn away from it in complete embarrassment.
Oh yes. That’s why he prefaced everything with a list of his addictions and weaknesses, including his self-imposed financial situation.
Honesty. Brutal, self-aware, uncompromising.
And the media vermin will overlook their own shortcomings in the gadarene rush to focus on his. Wormtongue never saw his own deformity as he deftly betrayed better men. Neither will they.
I feel sorry for the guy.
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
This video is directly over target, it is spot on.
It has struck a chord, I have been sent it by numerous friends and acquaintances.
I’m willing to bet you won’t see him interviewed on the Project or the ABC. Safe money?