Or it could be overweight.
The flight I took yesterday had to be delayed because it was 2000 pounds overweight, and the pilot told us that with the head wind coming at them directly after takeoff, it would have been difficult to climb. While they were emptying the plane, I guess they noticed something wrong with one of the landing brake things and had to replace it. That took more time. All in all we didn't end up getting out of the airport until 3 hours later. Can you imagine if they hadn't caught that we tried to takeoff against the wind 2000lbs overweight? Then tried to brake during landing and it didn't work? There are so many different factors and things that could bring a bird down or kill you on takeoff/landing. And like I said, it might be the safest way to travel, but it's the surest way to die. Once something goes wrong you're fucked. There is no soft landing from 33,000 feet, from a stall, etc. The Air France flight that went down in 2009 happened because the junior pilots didn't know how to properly get the plane out of a stall, didn't know that the computer still reads "STALL" even when the plane is gaining airspeed simply as a design mechinism and that you're actually not stalling, couldn't see that because it was pitch black over the Atlantic Ocean, some of their altimeter equipment froze, and as a result they went down. No survivors (of course). I mean how many good pilots out there can correct a situation like that? And will they be sleeping at the time, as was the case with the senior pilot on Air France?
I fucking hate flying. They need to give us a way out in the case of an emergency. I'll take my chances with a parachute. Something. Anything. Not dying in some cramped space like a rat or something.
The flight I took yesterday had to be delayed because it was 2000 pounds overweight, and the pilot told us that with the head wind coming at them directly after takeoff, it would have been difficult to climb. While they were emptying the plane, I guess they noticed something wrong with one of the landing brake things and had to replace it. That took more time. All in all we didn't end up getting out of the airport until 3 hours later. Can you imagine if they hadn't caught that we tried to takeoff against the wind 2000lbs overweight? Then tried to brake during landing and it didn't work? There are so many different factors and things that could bring a bird down or kill you on takeoff/landing. And like I said, it might be the safest way to travel, but it's the surest way to die. Once something goes wrong you're fucked. There is no soft landing from 33,000 feet, from a stall, etc. The Air France flight that went down in 2009 happened because the junior pilots didn't know how to properly get the plane out of a stall, didn't know that the computer still reads "STALL" even when the plane is gaining airspeed simply as a design mechinism and that you're actually not stalling, couldn't see that because it was pitch black over the Atlantic Ocean, some of their altimeter equipment froze, and as a result they went down. No survivors (of course). I mean how many good pilots out there can correct a situation like that? And will they be sleeping at the time, as was the case with the senior pilot on Air France?
I fucking hate flying. They need to give us a way out in the case of an emergency. I'll take my chances with a parachute. Something. Anything. Not dying in some cramped space like a rat or something.