Every now and then I get to thinking I might want to take flying lessons and get a pilot’s license. (My father was a commercial airline pilot for 31 years, so maybe it’s genetic.) Then something like the JFK Jr. crash happens and I, um, defer that thinking for a while.
This explication of the intricacies of landing an airplane makes me think, “who the heck figured that out, and how many planes crashed before s/he did it?”