Welcome Aboard Lost Freedom Airways

7 months ago

Once freedom tasted like ice-cream melting in our mouths and we took it for granted that it would always be there.
It breaks my heart to realize that the young generation of today do not know, and may never know,
what freedom ice-cream tastes like.

One statistic everyone seems to know is that....
the footage showing the fall of the twin towers is the single most watched event in human history. 9/11 was "the" game changer.

On that tragic day, everyone knew, without a single doubt, that the world would never be the same again.
Up until that point, I truly believed that in the hearts of the populous, at least of those in the western world, there was still a belief that the world could achieve the dream of a free society.
Perhaps this dream was a naive one, but I am sure it was still there.
But on that day, that terrible day, this dream was finally and utterly destroyed.




I have a little true story to demonstrate this. 

In the August of 1995 I had been working solid without a vacation for quite a number of years after and I was steadily rising the corporate ladder.
I now owned in a decent house, had a decent car, and had savings in the bank.
I figured it was time to at least enjoy some of the benefits of my hard work and so I decided to book time off for a vacation with my family.
Italy was the collective family choice and beautiful Sorrento was the destination

My daughter, then aged eight, had never been on an aeroplane before and I got the idea to pretend to the airline that she wanted to become a pilot when she grew up.
My plan was to use this white lie so I could meet with the pilot. 

This was a dream of mine ever since I was a child.
And so, as we boarded the plane I spoke with the stewardess and told her of my daughter’s dream. I then politely ask if it was possible if I could take my daughter to meet the pilot. Without a second thought and with a beautiful smile she replied:
“Of course sir. When plane is up at high altitude I will collect you.” 

Sure enough, after about an hour into the flight this lovely air stewardess came
and told us that the captain was just having his coffee and was now ready to see us. 

I can tell you quite honestly that I was probably ten times more excited than my daughter was. In fact, she was not that excited at all. For me though I was like a child again.
I will never forget seeing the cockpit door open and the pilot and co-pilot shaking hands with my daughter and I.


The two pilots took time to show us all the fascinating colorful controls and switches.
Unfortunately, they would not let me try any of these no matter how many times I begged .
Which I thought was not a nice attitude at high altitude but of course I understood.
It was really fantastic to be in there of which all in all was about 20 minutes altogether.
A truly wonderful experience and memory.

My memory of this is so clear that the good feeling it gives me brings tears to my eyes even now as I write this.
Of course, these tears represent far more than a nice holiday memory.
Due to the events of 9/11, we all know that this simple innocent holiday moment of meeting with the pilot can never ever happen again. For me, what really hurts about this tiny event in the life history of an ordinary family, is it captures the loss of a now forgotten world on so many different levels.

First, and probably the most obvious, is the loss of trust.
Never again can we have trust like that.
Not for a second did that stewardess, or pilot, think I might be a terrorist.
In today´s world, it is considered safer to suspect everyone as a potential terrorist rather than a citizen simply going on vacation.
Only recently I saw on the news that a disabled child in a wheelchair was refused entry onto a plane because her mother refused to let her daughter be searched.
This is total madness.
Perhaps we should all just stay at home, hide behind the sofa and wait for the terrorists to come crashing through our living room window.
However the reality is that it would more likely be our own police that came crashing into our houses to arrest us because we have become suspected terrorists. 

The second thing about this event is that I find upsetting now, is that I was just a nobody.
I was not rich,
I was not famous
and I had no real power or high status in society.
I was just a simple hard working family man.
And yet back in 1995,
on that day,
on that aerophane,
I was treated as a somebody.
I was treated as a somebody because back then we still all believed that we were all of equal value and of equal importance in society must because we were a citizen.
And why is it that today I  find that so surprising
when back in 1995 I thought it was quite normal?






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When I was a kid we used to fly a lot and my brother and I used to get invited into the cockpit a lot. Those times are long gone now.

People don't seem to realise that if we give up our freedom and lifestyles out of fear then we have lost anyway.

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You are so right.
I was talking with my daughter on Skype yesterday and we talked about this and it really hit me hard that such small freedoms like this are probably gone forever.
A life without freedom is not living but surviving.
I am so grateful I grew up before the world flew into the future of FUD

I bet you would not trade those memories of you and your brother for any price?

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A life without freedom is not living but surviving.

Yes absolutely.

I am so grateful I grew up before the world flew into the future of FUD

I bet you would not trade those memories of you and your brother for any price?

You are right. It seems like a different world.

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I guess what hit me was how we have all got used to it and accepted it as normal. I wonder if the future generations ever get to experience the freedoms we once took for granted. I have hope but my doubts are stronger.
Thanks @thecryptofiend nice to hear someone else can still remember that the world was once a place instead of a disgrace.

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I still remember, you are not alone.

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Thank you, so good to hear. Sometimes I feel I am the only one who remembers these little treasures.
Cheers @cassidyandfranks

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I remember getting the TWA, US AIR, & DELTA wings from the pilots and stewardesses which now we call them Flight Attendants during my childhood. I can't really recall being in the cockpit during flight, but always looked up to the captain as I entered and left the cabin of the airplane while it was on the ground.

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So nice to hear that others have got similar memories. It makes it more real for me. I bet you would not trade those memories for a million steem.

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Yes it is sad - as we get older the new generations are born without the knowledge I fear!

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I tell you what...

I will share another one with you @arthuradamson

Without mentioning a specific company, I used to be employed by a Major Airline back in the days. And the ONE memory I will never trade for a MILLION anythings:

One of my own flesh and blood which I granted security access onto the tarmac held high with my arms to have a real feel of the planes underbelly, that SMILE :D

Now that definitely won't ever be happening again!

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Wow, now that is a special one. I can just visualize it so clearly n my mind.
See how such things are our real value in this life. Such memories can never be taken away from us and are what make us who we are.
Thanks so much for sharing, much appreciated, it has lifted me!

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Just returning the FAVOR Sir, your post has triggered these valuable memories in each of our lives. So THANK YOU for sharing first which allowed me to reminisce and others can now APPRECIATE even more...

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So wonderfully and perfectly expressed.
Cheers @cassidyandfranks

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so true!

Once freedom tasted like ice-cream melting in our mouths and we took it for granted that it would always be there.

What an amazing intro of a great article! I got attracted by this very first sentence and am glad I followed my instinct and opened your post.

Your story actually reminds me of one of the most exciting experiences of my own infancy. I was five years old - so a bit younger than your daughter - when my parents took me on a flight from Europe (Frankfurt) to the United States (Los Angeles).

They talked to the stewardess and arranged it to take me to the cockpit during the flight. I don´t remember the details but the feeling I had. I was absolutely impressed and excited.

It´s definitely a great loss not having these opportunities anymore these days. However, thanks for the reminder and taking us once more to the place where freedom tasted like ice-cream...:)

Resteemed.

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Ah what a lovely memory, it warms my heart to hear such things happened to others. It makes is more real for me, like a shared experience. Shared experiences multiply the joy.
Hope one day we can once again offer our children the freedom ice-cream.
Thanks for the wonderful comment @supermarly

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It´s been my pleasure :)
You are absolutely right. Shared experiences are the very best ones!
It would definitely be a great win getting this opportunity back.

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Absolutely!

That's a lovely memory, even if we'll never go back to that place. Brings back old memories from my own childhood... we traveled extensively and were probably on a plane going somewhere every 2-3 months, from when I was about three till I was 16.

I remember being able to go outside on the roof terrace at airports to watch the planes take off and land... I remember meeting arriving friends at the gate, after they landed. I also remember being invited to the cockpit to meet the captain and see the flight deck on a number of occasions because I was "A little boy" flying (which seemed surprisingly rarer in the 60's than now)... and I had my collection of "wings" from all sorts of airlines.

I have a feeling... although I won't be around to experience it, but my grandkids will... that some 50-60 years down the future (IF we don't blow ourselves up in the meantime!), we may return somewhat to our humanity. It's just speculation, of course... but by then I think we might have learned how to get technology to serve us rather than vice-versa.

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I remember standing on the roof too. Not sure thats allowed anymore?
For me the 80s and 90s seem to be the last decades of freedom.
I really hope you are right about the future but as you say, not in our lifetime perhaps.
I think the difficulty is that the young generation cant know what that felt like and so how can they find what they do not know was lost.

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It may not happen... but I am hopeful that someone, someday is going to look at the world and start asking the question "Why are we behind a fence?" And nobody will have a good answer because the conditions that created the fences no longer exist... so the first fence comes down, and so on and so forth... But hey, I'm a dreamer.

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I kind of like that philosophy..."so the first fence comes down, and so on and so forth"
Not thought of it like that before. I think you are onto something there.
That gives me some hope. Thanks!

We will not know what freedom truly means until total oppression.

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Like in North Korea.

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Oh yeah, excellent point, it's so sad that most people are unaware about North Korea... because they can't care.

Very interesting post. I feel like I am just starting to feel free as a woman. Freedom is really hard to find when you never really had a taste of it. I was born in the former soviet union to a Russian father and a German mother in a small village in Kazakhstan. I don't think the people around me knew what freedom was. Even though no one saw the prison they were in. It's really hard to find freedom without knowing it. Even though I have been living in Germany for about 25 years now I am still not completely sure what freedom is.
Very great topic.

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Amazing you say that, I just said exactly the same thing to someone else..
How can the future generation know what freedom really is if that have never experienced it.
However I have a feeling that human beings have freedom built into them so I think it will come naturally.
I will be writing more on this topic.
Thanks @sumsum

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I think you are right. This must be the reason so many are fighting for freedom. Because it is part of their nature.

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Excatly!