Holy fucking shit...the whining in this thread makes me want to kick a crate of kittens down a flight of stairs.
Second to watching my baby girl's birth, flying fighter jets (specifically the F-16) is the coolest mothafuckin' thing I have ever seen or done. I am a fighter pilot, and no amount of mind-numbing queep, bullshit, or organizational ineptitude can take that identity away from me. Nor can anyone take away all those hours in the vault, hours spent sitting alert, hours spent boozing at the bar with the most incredible group of human beings I've ever met, and - most importantly - the hours I have in that hot, sexy bitch of an F-16 I've strapped to my back for the most amazing years of my life.
You either like it or you don't. Until you can buy a crystal ball, sack up like a man and make a decision. No amount of internet message board nerdery can absolve you from a decision YOU have to make.
Holy fuck, the whining. Fuck.