Not to undermine the seriousness of that airline disaster in Greece--anyone who knows me (among all the unlucky strangers who've gotten to sit next to me on flights) knows how I feel about flying, God, no, don't make me do it--but isn't there something kind of hideously weird about a plane being able to fly around by itself? It's sort of comforting for the nervous flyer because it does pretty much prove the old meant-to-be-reassuring adage of, "Oh, you've got nothing to worry about--those things pretty much fly themselves!" that seems to dance from the merry lips of all the people who aren't getting on the plane with you as you succumb to the state of panicked hysteria. But it's also really, really creepy. Really creepy.