Unfair

I assume everyone has heard bout the airbus that crashed in New York by now, if not 6 second version...plane's taking off, 3000ft high, something goes wrong in the engine, pilot crash lands in the Hudson river, everyone survives, miracle.

MIRACLE?!

I find this ridiculously unfair to the pilot. He has been recognized and praised by the media for his quick and professional behavior but most accounts praise the event as a miracle.

NO! No no no nononono. NO!

That pilot is entirely to thank and it diminishes the virtue of his deed to bring god into the picture. This happened to come in over the wire as i was reading Feuerbach so a little bit of serendipity there but the point is why do we look for god in events like this? And why do some people actually find him? If you look for god...what you're gonna find is a man. That man is Chesley Burnett Sullenberger III, and my hat is off to him. I will not look further for something that isn't there and it pains me to see everyone else doing it.

I am not heartless, i am very glad that the 160 passengers survived (media keeps saying 155, they forgot the three stewerdesses, pilot and co-pilot)

I repeat i am not heartless, i will not rench the spot light away from the man who desreves it. I will not marginalize a hero. I will not give my thanks to HIM to some boogey man in the sky.


One more thing about Chesley...as the plane took on water and the passengers huddled on the wings waiting to be rescued do you know where Chesley was? walking up and down the aisles, up to his waist in water making sure everone was off the plane.

He was called upon to act and he did so, i refuse to let some superstition hare his limelight. Thank you good sir.