I should love this (places like Duxford or the NASM in DC and the Steven F Udvar-Hazy Annex in Virginia are cathedrals to me): de Havilland Dragon Rapide, Douglas DC-3, Vickers VC-10, Boeing 747 and Concorde. These are the names of progress, these are iconic. Except for Concorde. Nobody (apart from the military) does Mach-2 anymore. BA has an ad campaign which is talking of progress but ultimately admitting it’s best days are behind it. “Skim the edge of Heaven” - if only we still did.
I have heard - I mean felt- four Rolls Royce Olympus turbojets howl at that bitch Gravity quite recently. That was at the Southport Air-Show when XH-558 - the last of the Vulcans - turned up and it made my teeth vibrate. It was that emotional.
We have really made a royal nonesuch out of our greatest dream. And BA’s advertising wonks have made a parody.
Every atom of iron in your blood (or mine) was forged in a supernova. Our desire for what lies above is hardly unnatural. We just want to go home.
What could be more natural than that?