
PREFLIGHT SAFETY SPEECH Maybe you will listen next time
(US Airways Flight 1549)
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PREFLIGHT SAFETY SPEECH Maybe you will listen next time
(US Airways Flight 1549)
picture: dunno source, via our lol builder. lol caption: agreenblinker
Oh hey, a lol featuring the miracle of the hudson river. Great, I was going through withdrawals…
Oh yeah, me too. Is there a lag in the voting system at this site?
It’s like Groundhog Day…
If anything, this event has taught us that those safety speeches are 50% bull. Pilots are not taught how to make water landings and this pilot was a rare exception since he went out and learned of his own volition.
Maybe that’ll change now. I hope so.
Actually they are taught to do water landings – they are just told that it isn’t very bloody likely they will ever be able to do it successfully. This is only like the 3rd successful (in that the plane didn’t crack up an there were few injuries much less casualties) in modern aviation. The other two that I know of were much smaller planes. Also, there was a confluence of lucky events in this – the water was calm, there were ferries close by etc.
Doesn’t take away from the pilot’s awesomeness – he was skilled and prepared in a way many pilots are not. Or the crews’ awesomeness in being able to get all those passengers out in like 90 seconds (I always wondered how fast one could de-plane in an emergency. Apparently pretty damn fast.) Or the co-pilot who literally gave a passenger the shirt off of his back after said passenger had been pulled out of the water and back onto the wing.
But, yes, you’re correct that in the event of a water landing, you generally will be kissin’ you butt goodbye.
I think the Captain also flew Gliders…….
He did fly Gliders. And was also a fighter pilot. I’m also pretty sure there were no deaths, though I think there may have been a few minor injuries.
Having glider experience would be handy, it’s what is credited for Pearson landing at Gimli with only superficial injuries to passengers and crew. The prompt arrival of racing folk with fire extinguishers was handy there too.
Wiki of the Gimli Glider is behind my name.
also miraculous that there wasn’t an enormous cruise ship passing at that time, either. i saw one the day before around the same time. they’re pretty common on the hudson and they’re not exactly swift and easily maneuvered.
Wow! I hope everyone made it out of that plane safely! Does anyone know about what happened here???
Rho, I love you…I hope you’re being sarcastic!
Okay, perhaps that was a teensie bit farcical…
Thank God! I didn’t wanna have to go all—where the heck have you been-route and break out the cooking spoon!!!
*perks* Spoon? Paddle? *does shoulder roll against MG*
*Walks over to “special drawer”*
OK, pdq…pink, fuzzy paddle or the wooden with holes?!
Mmmmmmm, fuzzy this time!
*whispers* what kind of tab am I running up with this?
You’re credit is good here…
Woof. The fuzzy one this time!!
But hang on a little, I’m having repeated probs wif teh interwebz… keeps eating my posts…
ahhh… Postus Interuptus again…I hate having to clean that glorious goo off the keyboard…
Not the cooking spoon!
*is on best behavior*
Ooh but why not?
That sounds like so much fun
Please don’t say “cooking spoon,” even in jest!! *knees shake*
Those happy child hood memories of child beating eh?
They get to you too, I see… *saccharine sigh*
It’s not a part of British culture after the 50s. If you used something to strike a child with something other than the flat of a hand, you were pretty much regarded as a sociopath…
I know American culture makes a virture of the paddling spoon… it’s why a lot of us out here consider the place barbaric and uncivilised, just technologically advanced.
Actually, no one I know has ever been proud of beating their kids with spoons. You get dirty looks if you raise your voice to your kid for being grabby.
The anticipation was enough for my sister and I, nevermind the paddling. My mother would make us GO GET the spoon, and then make us tell her what we did to deserve it. And ‘I don’t know!’ wasn’t a good answer. Then, by the time we got our bottoms swatted once or twice, the lead-up to the event had us in such a shambles that the paddling wasn’t really necessary.
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I remember being whipped with a belt one time by my father, and for him to have to step in and whip me, I really must have screwed up! I got the same ‘tell me what you did wrong’ speech from him, though, and only a couple of licks. My parents weren’t anything like the abusers they could have been.
Hell, SHOULD have been based on their neo-con traits.
I learned early on that if I did something wrong, go tell the parents right away. I avoided many a butt whipping that way. My sister on the other hand never did figure it out..
I thought knees shaking was a good thing, although in that context it seems just the opposite…
Hrmm…confuzzled.
do you live under a rock?
No, TX, which is the same…
you’re new here, aren’t you?
*Getting troll caddleprod ready just in case*
I thought Texas was under Oklahoma, not a rock.
Same difference.
The rock was too damp, so I moved into a wood pile. Better eats there, too…
You ever noticed how fried woodlice taste like shrimp… just less ‘fishy’ and more ‘earthy’…
I prefer Grub-kabobs…crunchy on the outside…tender and juicy on the inside…
slimy, yet satisfying!
They’re much less “gamey” than earwigs, too…
Never eaten wigs… I know they had three different types of parasitic worms that were unknown to science until the 1970s…
Why didn’t they just ask my family? College boys!
Actually they were identified and catalogued by a bunch of British School boys!
Oh, FUN! That’s a neat visual! (The “curious lads” part,
not the “ookie bug/worm” part, that is.)
IT was for a BBC TV show, that was sort of a Televised, interschool sicence fair…
The contacted several univerisites to get anything they had on the subject, and it seems there had never been a serious study done of the life of earwisgs…IT seems every one thought every one else had done the work already, but no one bothered to check.
Doing empirical and original research at 12-13 was why it stuck in my mind…
It was a cord of maple, cut and split
And piled—and measured, four by four by eight.
And therein I found rhorho, awash in
Woodlice, content to chew with all fervor.
Robert Frost, FTW!!
I’m not a great fan of being uncomfortable, but I still get pleasure from the memory of reading Robert Frost while I was under canvas…
There is a certain romance about ‘On Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’ by a guttering storm lamp, as the winds rise wild and high and snow sussurates on the tented material… accompanied by hot, unsweetened tea…
Addionally, being 18, and convinced you’re going to live forever helps too…
Frost, and the Ghost Stories of M.R. James are still a winter favourite of mine…, but I read them in a LOT more comfort than my wild years…
To my mind, nothing accompanies suffering better than Poe,
but I’ll pick up The Weird Works of M.R. James when I
go to get Foucault’s Pendulum. Thanks! The combina-
tion of ghosts, conspiracies and seed catalogues should carry
me through the balance of winter. (It’s a short season
here.)
Now that you’re in more comfortable surrounds, you may like
to try something silly: “Stopping by Woods…” (or any quatrain
in iambic tetrameter) can be sung to the tune “Fernando’s
Hideaway.” Okay, maybe closer to spring on that one…
I like this bit of RF:
Anne has a way with flowers to take the place
Of what she’s lost: She goes down on one knee
And lifts their faces by the chin to hers
And says their names, and leaves them where they are.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain — and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
O luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
“do you live under a rock?”
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That’s a very igneous question.
I subscribe to the theory that the questioner is full of schist.
Wow!! Diss, you’re the coalest!!
My sediment exactly.
Granite, that was an excellent observation.
We shale never be the same!
Of quartz.
You’re going to mica fool of yourself this way.
I always marble at the fact that you people are so good at punruns.
Yup, these pebble can be pretty punny.
Agate to agree.
I see what you did there
@Froufroo:
Totally & entirely off-topic, but just for you:
http://www.borowitzreport.com/
I know how much you LOVE Joey
Dead Horses – Keep beating them!
I’d say that comment is very appropriate about W-jokes now, but isn’t this more a case of “dead horse – keep petting it”?
Or “keep beating them — off…”
*blinks*
*gags a little*
Ok, that’s just disgusting….sorry.
Saw that in Tijuana once…*shudders*
It’s pretty obvious that they DID listen. Evacuation began as soon as they hit the water, and was completed successfully with no loss of life. That, in and of itself, is pretty amazing.
At least no one went George Costanza knocking over the elderly and the toddlers…
Thank heavens there was nothing on sale…
I know I’d have evacuated when we hit the water… then got off the plane…
How do you get a plane off?
Very, very carefully.
It’s like horse breeding… only more messy…
I hope the luggage compartment was tidy, then…
Actually one of the survivors next to an emergency exit was on Ellen today and admitted that he hadn’t listened and was worried he wouldn’t get the door off.
How do you get a door off?
You start by grabbing the knob…
I roll my eyes at the safety speeches and tune it out. But yes, I WILL listen next time!
I was on planes twice this week, and EVERYone paid attention, for a change!
Linked under my name is a story about another landing on a river, just for trivia purposes.
Reminds me of the George Carlin quote.
*nasal voice* In the unlikely event of a water landing…
i am so tired of hearing about this plane. it was interesting for the first day or two but now its like they have nothing better to show on the news
It’s still an item on the news?
and not a crack about the seat being a flotation device…?
That was covered in one or two of the other LOLs on this topic.
Woah, it took forever for that to pop up. I did that caption the day after it happened. I fully acknowledge that it is old news.
Congratulations! PK’s timing sucked, but it’s not your fault.
Since nobody else has, I’d like to say:
Did you hear something about panicky passengers freaking out, not knowing what to do, running about the cabin? Was there so much hysteria that people died because they weren’t following directions? Was it these hypothetical passengers’ fault that the plane flew into a flock of flying geese? You, Mr. dunno source, might like to think more about how captions relate to events. Dumbass.
Lemme help you with that……*yanks stick out of Wyde’s ass* There, now you should be able to smile a little more.
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JOKE. Learn what it means.
Maybe I was too wrapped up in the inaccuracy that I didn’t notice the incredible funny-ness of this Lol. Thank you so much for sharing its great comedic value with me. Hurr hurr hurr.
i do not see the connection…
the point is that they WERE well behaved and HAD listened to the pre-flight safety speech, that’s why they lived.
And that, kiddies, is what a ‘moron’ looks like… Can you all say ‘moron’?
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I like the way you said that. Say it again!
maroon? *crosses fingers*
How terribly Warner Brothers (and Warner sister, Dot) of you…
Wyde’s being wide again…
*is amused*