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The first time I ever flew was back around '91 because I was a guest on "Geraldo". No, I don't mean to tease but I will not comment because, yes, those shows are bullshit and I am ashamed I ever went on one.
The second time was this past Dec., thirteen years later. We flew from Mich. to South Africa. That entailed three flights each way (there and back). We just got back from Florida (thank you frequent flier miles!) and therefore I have been on 9 flights in the past two months. I know that is nothing compared to those of you who are really "frequent fliers", but for me that is a whole lot of flying recently.
I am a huge baby about planes, even though, as someone else said and hubby keeps telling me, air transport is safer than driving in a car. The logical part of my brain keeps saying "yes!", while the more rudimentary part says "don't do it, it's not natural, you'll die!".
If I found out after the fact that a plane I was on had lost an engine practically on take-off and I wasn't made aware of the fact, much less not asked my opinion on what should be done (not that mine should override the qualified pilots, but the passengers who are 99% of the plane should be made aware and therefore included), I would probably be blowing steam all over the place and I think there would be a law suit or two pending.
Airlines first responsibility should be to the safety of their passengers. Anything else whether it be comfort, service or what have you, should be secondary.
Ali
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'Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun, The frumious Bandersnatch!'--Jabberwocky, Lewis Carroll
"You cannot do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it will be too late."--Ralph Waldo Emerson
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