Boeing said in a statement. "To ensure compliance, we are removing any affected parts on airplanes prior to delivery. Our analysis shows the in-service fleet can continue to fly safely."

Great, if they hadn't already been caught raiding the scrap bin for parts to fit onto new aircraft...

Mmm, yes, stab the fingers I'm about to eat with into half the town's faecal bacteria, delicious. Yes, wash your hands before eating, I know... but how many people actually bother with that?

I live at 65N and I'm going to work in the dark regardless. Sunrise at 1030, sunset 1430, except it never bothers to drag its arse over the trees. The darker evenings are just an unnecessary kick in the balls, right as the weather turns to shit for a month.

Now Kije was a hussar bold, a hussar bold was he...

"If the some reason interesting, I move on."

Are you using a speech-to-text tool?

I think that's $25,000?

Kermit kingdom. The muppets are in charge.

HA HA!

Your water-treatment plant is just NOT capable of poisoning you with treatment chemicals. Period. Not *physically* capable, if we tried our hardest.

Camelford would beg to differ. I hope that lessons were learned and that it would now be physically impossible to screw up that way again.

Having watched Deviant Ollam get into a treatment plant with nothing more than a piece of bent metal, it's the meatspace vulnerabilities that concern me more than the remote hack - especially given the efforts you describe to design out stupid or malicious computer-controlled actions.

Really enjoyed your post and learned a lot from it. Thank you.

...these ghouls being fitted with concrete shoes and dropped into the ocean right over the wreck site.

Not because I want an NFT, but because I'd like to see these ghouls being fitted with concrete shoes and dropped into the ocean right over the wreck site.

FWIW, I was sent by ATC to investigate a UFO once while doing some night flying training in the UK.

I'd been watching lights dancing across the cloudbase somewhere over the town, thought, "hey, that's unusual," and left it at that. I was far too busy learning to land in the dark. But an old lady called the police to report a UFO, the police called ATC, and - because the fire crew went on a break and I was the only student that night qualified to be solo without them - ATC called me.

Turned out it was a new night club opening downtown, and they'd brought in some searchlights. The air was so clear that night that I could see clear across the country, so there was no visible beam from these things. And from the ground over the next couple of nights, I could see that they were programmed to form circular patterns on the cloudbase that, if you wanted badly enough to believe, could have looked like a flying saucer hiding in the cloud. But still, I got sent on a UFO hunt.

Slashdot editor, twice.

Exactly this. One of the lessons we were supposed to have learned from Kegworth is that you can't just give pilots some stuff to read and then have them jump straight into a new variant with no sim time. This lesson had clearly been forgotten by the time the MAX came along.

You need a swift kick in the low-hanging fruit.

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