And I don't just mean "oh, my little work mistake is actually nothing compared to a fiery crash that kills people," either. The reason commercial flight is so many orders of magnitude safer than any other form of transportation is because after every accident and incident, an independent regulatory body investigated it with the express goal of figuring out exactly what happened, why, and how to prevent the same thing from ever happening again—not to root out which person deserved the blame or the liability.
It's a simple, shockingly effective idea. It's also worlds away from how most people approach their own mistakes and the mistakes of others.
Because it’s never just one person’s fault. And even when it is, it still isn’t.
The sharpest, best-trained pilots make worse decisions when they're tired or sick or stressed out, so there's two of them. The most dedicated and experienced air traffic controllers garble an instruction over the radio sometimes, so pilots are trained to always repeat clearances back to catch misunderstandings quickly. The best and brightest maintenance mechanic still overlooks a screw or misconnects a wire once or twice in her career, so aircraft systems are built with two or three or four layers of redundancy, and pilots are exhaustively trained to deal with failures safely.
Everyone eventually has a bad day. Every component breaks down. Every computer gets a bad a Windows update and spirals into a reboot doom loop. If it’s possible for one person’s mistake to domino into a mushroom cloud of a fuckup, then that task is too critical to be one person's sole responsibility. The accident sequence starts with the design of the system—so how do you improve the system to keep it from happening again?
oh yeah. The “modern commercial aviation is the safest form of transport” thing only applies to planes, btw. A helicopter is a beautiful metal horse that wants to break its legs and die so so so badly
I am very concerned for the women who won't end up passing these tests (not even only trans women, if there are any, but also intersex women) because it's going to be made public and they are going to be harassed. It's such a horrible move by the wta. They, as always, don't care about their players' safety.
literally this is exactly what has happened when this kind of testing has been implemented before by the olympics. (i say "this kind" of testing as if that article wasn't an anti-scientific, non-specific load of bs) - because genetics are complicated and messy, chromosomal testing has only ever turned up cis women with undiagnosed intersex variations, up-ending their lives, identities and careers, and causing completely unnecessary harm all the way round.
Noah’s whimsy comes through in his body language. The little bounce on the heels. The hands-in-the-air gesture when he reacts to things. His “we can swear in the show cuz it’s HBO (fuuuuuuck)” on that one interview. And more recently the photo of him, body leaning to the side and one heel in the air.
Shawn’s whimsy lies more in the way he talks. His tweets, his interviews, the way he was all giddy doing the Quinn gig. The famous pb&j ASMR. His witty remarks and the fact that he always knows what to say at panels and talks to make people genuinely smile and laugh even if the question was thrown at him in an unexpected way.
I’m sure these are just tip-of-the-iceberg mentions to the collection of moments where their whimsy side shines through. And it’s so endearing when this giddiness brings up visible joy on their faces. Noah and Shawn both look younger when they have a hearty laugh.
And what’s absolutely beautiful and fascinating is that they both managed to carry this sense of whimsy into how they portray Robby and Abbot.
We see Robby excusing himself to baby Jane Doe when he leaves the room. Waking up Santos with that glove slingshot. Him saying “motorcycle is zoom therapy”, his bedside manners and the light small talks he makes (most of them occurred before 9am in the show when Robby was not yet worn out lol).
We also see Abbot doing his pep talk to the night shift, his “utensils specialist”, “fax machine”, and all the other phrases that makes him such a vibrant and fun character.
Not to mention how much whimsy is involved in their interactions with each other.
What I really really appreciate is how some of these details, body language and facial expressions — intentional or otherwise — shows the audience a glimpse of who these two characters are, who they could be, beyond the stress and chaos of the Pitt. They can be fun, lively, engaging, and we only see a tiny bit of that not because Robby is just quick-tempered and defensive or that Jack is all tactical and assertive — it’s because how the ER requires so much of them and it wears people out, and the not-so-pretty side is all that’s left.
It’s like peeking through the blinds and witnessing the possibility of Robby and Jack being in a space and time that’s light and airy. Where they can just exist. Be human. Where they have the freedom to joke and tease and be loose without expecting impending crisis.
Ah I love these two whimsical old men.
And how I love when they get to be happy and giddy.
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