Man, flying is boring...

CPDLC is the shizzle.

Completely amazed the number of flipping frequency changes and jabbering one has to do on an hour flight. Modernize that crap people! :)

Isn't that like AOL Instant Messanger level technology, but for airplanes?


Oh right, we're only up to the 1850's for communications technology in this industry, I almost forgot. Oh and it's reliable too, until you fly through some light precip and can't hear anything.

I'm not sure why we don't have high speed internet connections to our aircraft with a VPN for commmunicating to ATC/company en route, with the AM radio for backup.
 
Isn't that like AOL Instant Messanger level technology, but for airplanes?


Oh right, we're only up to the 1850's for communications technology in this industry, I almost forgot. Oh and it's reliable too, until you fly through some light precip and can't hear anything.

I'm not sure why we don't have high speed internet connections to our aircraft with a VPN for commmunicating to ATC/company en route, with the AM radio for backup.

Ehhh, depends on the implementation of the controlling authority. Maastrict and Frankfurt seem to be on the leading edge, communications-wise, we really haven't progressed past the Marconi-era in the US.
 
"The key is the ability, whether innate or conditioned, to find the other side of the rote, the picayune, the meaningless, the repetitive, the pointlessly complex. To be, in a word, unborable.

It is the key to modern life. If you are immune to boredom, there is literally nothing you cannot accomplish.”

“To me, at least in retrospect, the really interesting question is why dullness proves to be such a powerful impediment to attention. Why we recoil from the dull. Maybe it's because dullness is intrinsically painful; maybe that's where phrases like 'deadly dull' or 'excruciatingly dull' come from. But there might be more to it. Maybe dullness is associated with psychic pain because something that's dull or opaque fails to provide enough stimulation to distract people from some other, deeper type of pain that is always there, if only in an ambient low-level way, and which most of us spend nearly all our time and energy trying to distract ourselves from feeling, or at least from feeling directly or with our full attention.

Admittedly, the whole thing's pretty confusing, and hard to talk about abstractly...but surely something must lie behind not just Muzak in dull or tedious places anymore but now also actual TV in waiting rooms, supermarkets' checkouts, airports' gates, SUVs' backseats. Walkmen, iPods, BlackBerries, cell phones that attach to your head. The terror of silence with nothing diverting to do. I can't think anyone really believes that today's so-called 'information society' is just about information. Everyone knows it's about something else, way down.”
 
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Ehhh, depends on the implementation of the controlling authority. Maastrict and Frankfurt seem to be on the leading edge, communications-wise, we really haven't progressed past the Marconi-era in the US.
If it weren't for Papua New Guinea, we could get from just south of Tokyo to damn near Sydney without talking to a soul over voice (other than for SELCAL checks). Ahh, sweet silence.

Oh, and no passengers or FAs. Not a bad gig at all. :)
 
If it weren't for Papua New Guinea, we could get from just south of Tokyo to damn near Sydney without talking to a soul over voice (other than for SELCAL checks). Ahh, sweet silence.

Oh, and no passengers or FAs. Not a bad gig at all. :)

I do miss the sweet silence of not having to listen to:

a. People screaming "GUAAAARD!"
b. That ridiculous "SEE YUH" that sounds like "Sega!" from the old Sega television commercials (stop, you sound short bus)
c. Changing and checking in on new frequencies every six minutes
d. Pilots yammering on for ten seconds yammering like "Aye, ChicaGOOoooo, Airliner farty five sixty deuce checkin' in with chuh onboard level at flight level tree OH OH haya DOOIN?"

I feel dirty even typing this crap.
 
I do miss the sweet silence of not having to listen to:

a. People screaming "GUAAAARD!"
b. That ridiculous "SEE YUH" that sounds like "Sega!" from the old Sega television commercials (stop, you sound short bus)
c. Changing and checking in on new frequencies every six minutes
d. Pilots yammering on for ten seconds yammering like "Aye, ChicaGOOoooo, Airliner farty five sixty deuce checkin' in with chuh onboard level at flight level tree OH OH haya DOOIN?"

I feel dirty even typing this crap.
It always made my ears bleed when checking in with Boston, Cleveland, et al. for the first time after a nice quiet Atlantic crossing.

"Shut up, shut up!"
 
There was a certain engineer at my last job that loved to troll guard with fake descent announcements; the police would get so excited.

Admittedly, I rarely even monitor guard because 90% of the time between jackassery and the guard police yammering, it overlaps legit calls on the other radio. Right when I get a descent, a heading and a speed, some dude is trying to call an FBO and ask for a quick turn.
 
Before I learned to fly I had a scanner in high school and listed to some frequencies nearby to figure stuff out and learn a little.

Washington center hands off traffic to NY TRACON right above the house I grew up in, as the DYLIN/PHLBO arrivals near their end into EWR.

The frequency is 128.55.

I specifically recall one time, hearing:

"Deuce, eight-ball, double nickel, g'day.

[new freq]

Hello RADAR! Continental's 1164 passing . . . "



Yikes.
 
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Before I learned to fly I had a scanner in high school and listed to some frequencies nearby to figured stuff out and learn a little.

Washington center hands off traffic to NY TRACON right above the house I grew up in, as the DYLIN/PHLBO arrivals near their end into EWR.

The frequency is 128.55.

I specifically recall one time, hearing:

"Deuce, eight-ball, double nickel, g'day.

[new freq]

Hello RADAR! Coninental's1164 passing . . . "



Yikes.

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"The key is the ability, whether innate or conditioned, to find the other side of the rote, the picayune, the meaningless, the repetitive, the pointlessly complex. To be, in a word, unborable.

It is the key to modern life. If you are immune to boredom, there is literally nothing you cannot accomplish.”

“To me, at least in retrospect, the really interesting question is why dullness proves to be such a powerful impediment to attention. Why we recoil from the dull. Maybe it's because dullness is intrinsically painful; maybe that's where phrases like 'deadly dull' or 'excruciatingly dull' come from. But there might be more to it. Maybe dullness is associated with psychic pain because something that's dull or opaque fails to provide enough stimulation to distract people from some other, deeper type of pain that is always there, if only in an ambient low-level way, and which most of us spend nearly all our time and energy trying to distract ourselves from feeling, or at least from feeling directly or with our full attention.

Admittedly, the whole thing's pretty confusing, and hard to talk about abstractly...but surely something must lie behind not just Muzak in dull or tedious places anymore but now also actual TV in waiting rooms, supermarkets' checkouts, airports' gates, SUVs' backseats. Walkmen, iPods, BlackBerries, cell phones that attach to your head. The terror of silence with nothing diverting to do. I can't think anyone really believes that today's so-called 'information society' is just about information. Everyone knows it's about something else, way down.”
Hey man, I'm with ya 100% when I'm at home. I have a talent for not being bored, in fact. But, that doesn't extend to sitting in a cockpit with nowhere to go for 4900 miles, looking forward to the next time you get a ding and "ATC" pops up on the EICAS. The highlight of the afternoon is when you finally get to step climb!
 
If it weren't for Papua New Guinea, we could get from just south of Tokyo to damn near Sydney without talking to a soul over voice (other than for SELCAL checks). Ahh, sweet silence.

Oh, and no passengers or FAs. Not a bad gig at all. :)

You sure you want 7-13 legs 5-6 days per week between Ford Island and Bimini? :)
 
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I do miss the sweet silence of not having to listen to:

a. People screaming "GUAAAARD!"
b. That ridiculous "SEE YUH" that sounds like "Sega!" from the old Sega television commercials (stop, you sound short bus)
c. Changing and checking in on new frequencies every six minutes
d. Pilots yammering on for ten seconds yammering like "Aye, ChicaGOOoooo, Airliner farty five sixty deuce checkin' in with chuh onboard level at flight level tree OH OH haya DOOIN?"

I feel dirty even typing this crap.

After a trip I drive home with the radio off. Just really tired of constant words in my ears.

Also, you can add cnn blaring in the terminal at 100db to your list.
 
After a trip I drive home with the radio off. Just really tired of constant words in my ears.

Also, you can add cnn blaring in the terminal at 100db to your list.

Ever been to DAY, tinny AM sounding 80s hit all day every day, 4:45 am show and it's on loud enough to make your ears bleed.
 
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