Guess what, square? There's a whole world of aviation out there that you have no clue about going directly from the Air Force to the Borg. To say you know all about the Regionals because you lowered yourself to actually talk to a Regional pilot (only because YOU couldn't figure out how to get a FedEx jumpseat) is like Sissy Spacek testifying before Congress on a Farm Bill because she "played a farm wife" in a movie.

We're all very impressed with your Godlike ability to fly a 767, but in the end it doesn't make you an astronaut, a fighter pilot, a helicopter pilot, a fire tanker pilot OR a young regional stud who wants to be just like (horrors!) you.