I despise the man.
However, speaking of puke scenes, my favorite, hands down, is in "Team America"...I created a GIF years ago that has been repeatedly posted many times on FR, and I still laugh when I see it posted!
Posted on 03/04/2018 2:22:33 PM PST by sparklite2
Weather was pretty bad in the Northeast today. But no matter how bad your commute or travel plans were, I don't think they were worse than 50 or so souls aboard a United Airlines flight into Dulles airport outside Washington reportedly endured.
The single line on an otherwise staid official report from the Aviation Weather Center at the National Weather Service says it all:
P CRJ2/TB MOD-SEV/RM VERY BUMPY ON DESCENT. PRETTY MUCH EVERY ONE ON THE PLANE THREW UP. PILOTS WERE ON THE VERGE OF THROWING UP. AWC-WEB
(Excerpt) Read more at inc.com ...
My buddy and I were on a 727 headed north off the Florida Atlantic coast.
We were looking landwards, and beyond the thunderclouds all the way up the coast, the sun was getting ready to set. We could see lightning flashes all over the place. I was enjoying it.
We had just all been served drinks, and they announced they weren’t going to serve meals they just finished preparing because it would be unsafe. (I recall it was either turkey or salisbury steak)
So, my buddy and I have our trays down with our drinks on them (I had a Seven and Seven...I think) and the plane hit a couple of pockets. Not too bad. My drink, which was right near the brim began to spill, so I put my mouth down and drank a mouthful without lifting it. Almost none spilled.
I thought I was mighty clever, chuckled, then we hit another, deeper pocket.
This time, some sloshed out. I picked it up, took a big mouthful, swallowed it and turned to my buddy.
As I turned, I was looking at his sloshing drink and saying “Hey, you better drink that, or you’ll be wearing it!”
Except I didn’t.
As I turned and my eyes fixed on his drink, the plane plummeted.
I had that entire comment already perfectly formed in my head, and it was just up to my mouth to finish saying it but all I got out of that entire sentence above was: “Hey...”
What is burned into my memory is astonishing, at least to me. As my eyes fixed on his drink, the drink suddenly leaped into the air.
It was like watching a cartoon. The cup seemed to stay where it was, and the entire volume of his drink shot out of it in the perfectly formed shape of the cup. I think it was only a minuscule fraction of a second, but my brain seemed to slow it right down to the “super slow motion bullet hitting the balloon filled with milk” speed.
Then everything sped right up to what seemed like hyper speed, and things began to happen really fast.
The plane plummeted far enough that my mind had time to completely form and process the thought: “I am not going to panic. Not yet. But if this plane keeps dropping...I just might.”
And then the plane settled out
One woman was injured in the bathroom, and another who was ejected from her seat into the overhead. I saw that only in the dark edge of my peripheral vision. I didn’t see it directly, but the speed and force at which she was ejected from her seat and violently smashed into the luggage bins above her was clearly evident in what my brain registered.
They made an emergency landing and carted them both off in stretchers.
One interesting side note was how people on the plane changed after that. All over the plane, people were talking to complete and total strangers as if they had known them their entire lives. It was amazing. The other detail is all the stuff that rained down on us for the remainder of that flight. All kinds of liquid, booze, beer, soda, brown gravy (from the galley) dripped down on us. There was a little river in the aisle area. It seemed like such a minor thing that at another time, people would have raised holy hell if one drop of gravy had fallen down to soil a shirt. But as everyone made their acquaintance with the strangers around them, nobody seemed to notice it.
While we drank our complimentary drinks, my buddy said to me that in that time as the plane fell, he also had time to process a thought (as I had) and when he hit the point where he might panic, he had a flash of a vision for a split second.
He said he envisioned himself in that split second, strapped into his seat in a section of fuselage at the bottom of the ocean with his hair swaying in the current, his eyes open. That was how he described it. Pretty gripping vision. Then, as if he had said too much, he made a deliberate and loud “Blub. Blub” sound as he gently moved his head side-to-side. We both cracked up and sucked down our complimentary drinks...:)
But I will say, he was dead serious as he initially described it. I think I saw it just as vividly as he did, but...of course, when I remember it now, it makes me grin rather than feel grim. When the memory pops into my mind now, before it has a chance to register as a corpse strapped in a watery grave, like someone who always screws up the punch line of a joke by skipping right to it, I always get to the face of my best friend with the “Blub. Blub.” that follows, and just cannot take it seriously!
I liked the book, too. Yeah, I know, Stephen King, but he has written some good stuff. And he remembers what being a child was like, what was important then.
Speaking of puke scenes in movies, The Witches of Eastwick was on the other night. Sometimes life really is a bowl of cherries.
PRETTY MUCH EVERY ONE ON THE PLANE THREW UP.
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It wasn’t the bumpy ride. They heard that United caved in to the anti-Second Amendment radicals and dropped their association with the NRA. That is enough to turn any rational person’s stomach.
I despise the man.
However, speaking of puke scenes, my favorite, hands down, is in "Team America"...I created a GIF years ago that has been repeatedly posted many times on FR, and I still laugh when I see it posted!
Closest I came to tossing my cookies was in a high wing puddle jumper headed for Racine, WI. The fuselage hung from the wing & when we hit CAT it was like a kid shaking a tin can full of BBs. I recall the stewardess staggering down the aisle to this day.
I was a rated Army aviator but when you’re not in the pilot’s seat, you can feel helpless real fast.
I don’t like King as a person at all, but some of his writing is really good. Not all, but some.
Ultimate puke scene is, of course, Mr. Creosote in The Meaning of Life.
The US Air Shorts back in the 90’s were a hoot. I used to fly baggage in a Cherokee Six because they were over max weight. I would get to the destination before the flight arrived. Slow, low, and bumpy.
The "CRJ2/TB" Was a dead giveaway; I was scratching my head visualizing a 737... Everyone sick? Not possible.
Max capacity 50? possible..
I just don’t get this feeling. I’m really not sure why. I spent my time in the Navy on a destroyer, many times in very high seas for days at a go. I’ve seen lots of squids get violently ill while I never felt a twinge. Same on airplanes. Folks around me holding their stomachs and I’m just fine. My own kids get sick when we’re driving down the road. I’m not bragging, but I sure would like to know what is the difference between my physical makeup and all of these other people.
As if Tom Cruise could actually be an airline Captain.
I managed to get an enlistment of four years of shore duty. Sometimes I wish I could have experienced sea duty, but the last couple of years in service were the best of my life, which couldn’t have been better.
He is rated on jets.
Did almost all the flying on the film.
Doesn’t mean jack sheit.
Airline Captain as much as DiCaprio was.
Spent my career in the B-52.
Been there. Done that.
My ex-BIL, now a retired colonel, piloted the first B-52 over Baghdad in Desert Storm. Don’t know if he flopped around, but the flak holes in the plane tail got him a medal.
Not quite, Cruise is an accomplished pilot on multi-engine and helos.
I have no idea about DeCaprio.
Now, Travolta is rated on jets including the 747. And has a personal 707.
Of course, there is NO trick to flying and nearly anyone who is an accomplished auto driver can fly a plane...it’s actually easier in many ways.
Most merely lack the funds.
BTW: The Aerostar 600 Cruise flew in “American made” is not the easiest to fly, it;s big bro the 700 is even more challenging.
300mph and an unforgiving stall speed means you have to land at a fast speed in case something forces you to go around, you cannot risk a loss of speed and a stall.
A type rating does not necessarily mean accomplished. Hrs in type?
BTW, what is the fast ‘unforgiving’ stall speed for the Aerostar? Haven’t heard of any stalling during go around.
Aerostar has roughly 90mph stall if I remember correctly...but smart pilots land a good bit faster than that.
The plane was not required to have a stall warning as the wings flutter so strongly that it is a built-in stall warning.
It was the fastest twin in the world for a long time.
It's better to have the 600 as the 700 sucks too much gas for that extra 45mph.
There are a few twin turbofan Aerostars, 430mph.
Be smarter to get a used Citation 2 than to put turbofans on an Aerostar.
LOL, “I have trod in Monseiur’s bucket!”
I was a bubblehead, but I had this weird 9 month assignment between nuke school and my first attack boat where I was on a civilian surface ship that towed Submarine NR-1.
We crossed the Atlantic, and man did that civie ship get tossed around. I had to cover a lot of watches due to about half the crew being incapacitated by vomiting fits.
Me? Not even an inkling of nausea. I too was quite curious as to why I was not afflicted by motion sickness, yet so many others were.
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