Humans are at least as numerous as pigeons, their brains are not significantly
costlier than pigeon brains, and for many tasks they are actually superior.
Humans have a proven track record in taking over planes by the use of threats,
which work because the legitimate pilots value their own lives and those of their
passengers.
The natural assumption that the hijacker ultimately values his own life too, and
will act rationally to preserve it, leads air crews and ground staff to make
calculated decisions that would not work with guidance modules lacking a sense
of self-preservation. If your plane is being hijacked by an armed man who,
though prepared to take risks, presumably wants to go on living, there is room for
bargaining. A rational pilot complies with the hijacker's wishes, gets the plane
down on the ground, has hot food sent in for the passengers and leaves the
negotiations to people trained to negotiate.
The problem with the human guidance system is precisely this. Unlike the pigeon
version, it knows that a successful mission culminates in its own destruction.
Could we develop a biological guidance system with the compliance and
dispensability of a pigeon but with a man's resourcefulness and ability to infiltrate
plausibly? What we need, in a nutshell, is a human who doesn't mind being
blown up. He'd make the perfect on-board guidance system. But suicide
enthusiasts are hard to find. Even terminal cancer patients might lose their nerve
when the crash was actually looming.
Could we get some otherwise normal humans and somehow persuade them that
they are not going to die as a consequence of flying a plane smack into a
skyscraper? If only! Nobody is that stupid, but how about this - it's a long shot,
but it just might work. Given that they are certainly going to die, couldn't we
sucker them into believing that they are going to come to life again afterwards?
Don't be daft! No, listen, it might work. Offer them a fast track to a Great Oasis in
the Sky, cooled by everlasting fountains. Harps and wings wouldn't appeal to the
sort of young men we need, so tell them there's a special martyr's reward of 72
virgin brides, guaranteed eager and exclusive.
Would they fall for it? Yes, testosterone-sodden young men too unattractive to
get a woman in this world might be desperate enough to go for 72 private virgins
in the next.
It's a tall story, but worth a try. You'd have to get them young, though. Feed them
a complete and self-consistent background mythology to make the big lie sound
plausible when it comes. Give them a holy book and make them learn it by heart.
Do you know, I really think it might work. As luck would have it, we have just the
thing to hand: a ready-made system of mind-control which has been honed over
centuries, handed down through generations. Millions of people have been
brought up in it. It is called religion and, for reasons which one day we may
understand, most people fall for it (nowhere more so than America itself, though
the irony passes unnoticed). Now all we need is to round up a few of these faith-
heads and give them flying lessons.