My family is going to a reception tonight at which we’ll get to meet the Blue Angel fliers. (Although this is not an event affiliated with the Navy League, I learned about it through friends in the Navy League, so the NL still gets the nod.) As the reception has drawn near, I’ve learned something interesting: women and kids are thrilled to hear that we’re going, and are envious; men . . . well, less so. I’d come to the conclusion that, perhaps, the desk jockeys in my world might find it intimidating to meet real alpha warriors. When I broached Don Quixote, he was quite honest about it, saying that, were he to meet one of the fliers, he would worry that the pilot was looking down on him precisely because he is an office worker, and not a warrior.
I’d love to hear your opinions on this.