Well my little brother has finally done it. Despite all of my efforts to persuade him otherwise, he has finally gone and become a jet pilot. Yes, my brother is now an officer in the Australian Air Force. He officially graduated last Friday and got his posting today. He is the newest Hornet pilot in Australia. Now, even though I do not particularly like the armed forces (because they are a bunch of mindless heteronomous individuals who blindly follow orders without questioning the ramifications of their incessant meddling in other peoples business, which will eventually become obsolete when everyone comes to their senses and just does what I tell them to do) I am still proud of the little guy. He is doing what he wants to do and I can't really fault him for that, and he has worked very hard to get there. The only problem with all of this is that Australia has all of about 3 jets to share with all their pilots, so I can't see him actually doing much flying. By the time we get more planes for them to fly, all the wars will be fought by robots. Then some idiot is going to insist that we adopt Isaac Asimov's 3 laws of robotics, so all these killing robots will continually whinge and moan about how their orders violate their programming, causing cascade failures in their positronic nets, inadequate functioning of their logic circuits and a general feeling of unease. And who do you think will have to listen to all of this?? Me, that’s who. I am not studying psychology so I can spend my days philosophising about software induced robot psychosis. No, I am studying psychology so I can help children, nurture them, encourage their development and guide them to what is right, then perhaps there will finally be a generation of people that don't piss me off. Anyway, I am proud of my little brother, not too impressed with the robots though. All good things must come to an end.... including everyone's insistent denial that I know what is best.