Who knew France would be ahead of the curve in arming airline pilots?
I’ll try to recreate for you the tenor of the first twenty minutes, that of not knowing what the heck is going on. Thusly: Jet Li steps off a plane in Paris. He passes through customs, manned by a typical (for movies) ugly and snooty Frenchman. He takes a taxi ride with a Jamaican cabbie; the ride manages prove, as we’ve all come to expect, that Paris is a tiny little town in which all of the famous landmarks are bunched close together so that they can be seen during a short taxi ride. He then drops off his luggage at a Chinese bakery (run by Burt Kwouk, “Cato” from the Pink Panther movies) in a scuzzy back alley lined with prostitutes. Jet Li arrives at his hotel and asks at the main desk if there are any messages for “Mr. Smith.” (A Chinese man, in Paris, going by “Smith.” Because it’s inconspicuous, I suppose.) He gets a note directing him to the bar, where he waits until a drunk airline pilot whispers that he needs to make a rendez-vous in the men’s room. There he meets a trio of t
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- What is the percentage of women airline pilots to the total population of airline pilots? And which airline has the best percentage?
- Does this mean that people following the traditional training path to become airline pilots are being disadvantaged?
- Who knew France would be ahead of the curve in arming airline pilots?
