More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
People didn’t dress like that anymore. It harkened back to a time when air travel was a rare privilege, a major event. Purposefully unchanged, the uniform kept a certain antiquated mystique alive. It elicited respect. Trust. It proclaimed a sense of duty.
“All I want is to see what a good man—a good American man—does when he’s in a no-win situation. What does a man like you do when he has to choose. A plane full of strangers? Or your family? See, Bill, it really is about the choice. You. Choosing who will survive. That is what I want.”
“Ma’am, you’re taking a risk either way. But only one option ends with people dying.”
After all, a flight is just a random sample of the general population, a classic bell curve. A few assholes and a few exemplars, but primarily, a whole bunch of sheep.
“Karen, I swear to god,” he said. “My name is Janice.” Daddy wrinkled his nose. “But is it?”
“The truth that people are only as good as the world lets them be. You’re not inherently good and I’m not inherently bad. We’re just working through the cards life dealt us. So putting you in this position, dealing you these cards—what does a good guy do now? It’s not about the crash, Bill. It’s about the choice. It’s about good people seeing they’re no different from bad people.” He looked from Bill to Carrie. “You’ve just always had the luxury of choosing to be good.”
‘You don’t think everyone actually lives, do you? Most people just exist and roam around. It’s a choice, to actually live.’ ”
Accept the given circumstances and deal with what you can control. Don’t waste time on what you can’t.
Most days, cabin compliance was a struggle. Passengers don’t like to be told what to do. But today it looked like Kellie and Big Daddy didn’t need to correct a single person.
Compartmentalization was the only way to remain in control during a crisis. Tackle the issue with logic and reason—deal with how you feel about it later. It’s a mindset drilled into every pilot from day one.