My bigoted boomer biodad has been doing ultralight glider shit for a couple decades now, and it's hard to convey how much it delights me to have this new association with those machines for myself while knowing that the same new association is totally ruining it for him.

I've been up in one of those things before - I genuinely cannot fathom the courage and desperation it took to ride one into fucking battle. It's incomprehensibly based and unspeakably tragic.