The absurd fact of the matter that I refuse to accept for myself or my students, however, is that for many pilots, their first engagement was their last. (NOBODY wanted to fly on a bombing mission with a brand new B17 pilot, for example. Their bunkmates didn’t even want to learn their names until after the first mission! So great were the odds that they would die, and the pain of losing friends would only grow worse.)
They were sent in unprepared, in the same state in which many people carry concealed.
WE CANNOT AFFORD TO CARRY WITH THIS ‘CAN I SURVIVE? WAIT AND SEE!’ ATTITUDE.
We have families and friends and roles in life that depend on us. We enjoy life too much, and to reduce a good life to the chew-toy of a wolf is a waste, and it is unjust.