when we see the plane plummeting in our minds, we imagine the moments of terror, the moments that must feel like hours. i can’t understand why, after all these years, we haven’t earned some sort of alarm system in the house of the supreme being so that when people are about to experience terror, they simply black out. isn’t losing one’s life enough? given the milleniums of prayer and offerings and assorted chit chat going back and forth with the guy in the back room, surely we could arrange for this small favor.