Well, it rather looks as though the days when the captain could give the foe a smack on the back of his head with the fireaxe have passed away. (F27)
Some of us old lags probably respected our captains first and foremost because they were the commander and, having discovered that they were actually quite normal and did make mistakes, carried them from time to time with a certain wry sense of humour and perhaps pride. Possibly that attitude made for a safer flying environment than one sometimes seen today where two relatively inexperienced flight crew operate a machine which increasingly does the job for them with neither one of them knowing who really is God in the cockpit.
