Where was big brother?
Now, it is getting ridiculous and so scary. The yellow object spotted in the hope it was a dinghy turns out to be mere jetsam and rubbish in the sea. The oil slicks are marine fuel and not kerosene that make for aviation fuel. You come to a point where there is this frightening realization that even though the world has shrunk courtesy technology, and we are all in each other’s faces and snarled into trivia, we can still lose a whole wide-body aircraft with 239 souls on board and have no clue where it went. Primitive is what we are when it comes to science. Suddenly, in the face of this unprecedented disappearance we are naked in our inability to comprehend or act.
There is no Bermuda Triangle here but the complete inability of the aviation industry to figure out what happened makes a mockery of radars, sonars, blips, transponders and all those fancy, fly-by-wire, state-of-the-art stuff in the cutting-edge, hi-tech era we live in. Try telling all this to the families of the people on board and witness what cold comfort you give them.
We get told that Big Brother is always watching us and there are spies in the skies that can read the time on our wristwatches and do facial recognition and iris scans and activate dozen other scientific tracking systems while we are at it. So how did this huge plane get past the eye in the sky?
Even if both engines failed simultaneously which does not happen and defies the odds the plane at that height would have had enough time for the captain and co-pilot to glide her into stall position, which could have taken up to 20 minutes. The plane was at 36,500 feet.
There is enough metal for the materials and composites to survive an implosion even if it was catastrophic and, as is being suggested on the fourth day the door blew off. Aircraft are not re-entering the atmosphere so there is no question of burning up entirely. Vaporizing is comic book stuff.
No time to send a message, which means everyone was robbed of consciousness collectively. Only Boeing can tell us if the air condition vents could be used effectively to put everyone to sleep.
And while we are at it, and life at airports is a torture in terms of security, this total absence of information for Flight 370 raises another red flag. While there has never been failsafe security and so long as the human factor exists there will never be a perfect solution, this trail of false passports, Caucasians and Orientals, the murky role of the Thai mafias, the possibility of explosives on board or even weapons (you cannot rule out either) brings us back to total vulnerability. The next time I get patted down or taken aside or hear a ping on that walk-through detector I need more reassurance than I get around the world.
Think of how it must be at the average international airport. Aviation travels from the most advanced systems to the most backward in one flight, thereby leaving those inside open to all sorts of problems. Even today, 80 percent of airports are inadequate and this is official.
This plane did not just crumple up and have structural failure. There is just too much stuff loaded in the other pan for that theory. By now, all the floatable elements would have come to the surface. Dinghies, chutes, floats, seats, tons of debris, the tail, which survives most impacts. Yellow stands out, as does red.
And yet nothing. The pressure of the ocean, if the plane has gone down, would have crushed it. Is it possible that the plane has been taken at zero level under the radar to an undisclosed location?
I don’t know but until someone shows us the wreckage I won’t discount it. I won’t discount anything.