A confession: I am in awe of fighter pilots. I was never physically qualified to join the Army, much less posessed of the physical and mental abilities necessary to be a fighter pilot. But that has never stopped me from fantasies of dogfighting in a WW II Mustang or an F 16. Nor has it crippled me with envy for those who serve our country at the outer limits of the junction of technology and human capabilities. But now I am in danger of becoming a complete groupie. A new organization of female American fighter pilots has been formed, the Chick Fighter Pilot Association (CFPA). They even have a website. And the website has pages of photos. Anyone who flies a fighter for America is a hero to me. There is no margin for error in this business, and the working conditions are not the most comfortable. I once tried out the pilot's seat in an F—4 and was shocked at how cramped it was. Add in the possibility that a tiny error for fraction of a second can bring death, even on a training...(Read Full Post)