We are in travel, dahlrings. We don't use the C-word in
print or in thought. It's so ingrained, that even if it means screwing
ourselves up into a pompous pretzel in front of news cameras -- it is utterly
verboten to utter the unutterable.
Take for instance Air Canada's Veep and COO, Klaus Goersch,
who nearly injured himself telling journalists that the YHZ “incident" was a
“hard landing" not a … c-r-a-s-h landing.
I really don't have anything against coming in hard,
Pumpkins. You know those moments when the smell of rubber and the unbridled
speed of entry fill you with adrenaline and let you know you're alive! Yah! But that poor little plane airing
across the Canadian broadcastospehre looked a tad worse for wear. (Talk about a
PR blow below the seatbelt.)
Perhaps we need a new word for a minor c-thing. Like a
'really super hard landing with a soupçon of damage' (to cunningly cover federal bilingual requirements). (I love bilingual requirements.)
Thank heavens everyone is ok.
