Safety and Security Ballet Drones

It looks as though she is guiding the plane in to land with a series of strange arm signals. Marking out everyone's most feared runway. But she herself is on board. The air hostess performs her emergency exit dance like a human music box figure. A doll of fate. Lusted after or resented or idealized in passenger's minds, ignoring her actual function. And why does the male member of the cabin crew seem so emasculated? Is this a service industry, an instruction service, a safety team? No safer, wiser, or well-equipped than anyone else on board... Prototype passengers. The psychopathology of, flght, height, and risk, or should we say, ambition? Taipei 101. From how high up do we wish to lose? Pent up in the penthouse sweet, stomach acid churning from the degree of elevation, mind spinning from the view, knock it bakc with a whisky, while away the american psycho time, to pull it off, fire it out, missile use, misuse, abuse, choose and choose and lose.