Squid rockets are cute. Rockets defy gravity and tear through the atmosphere. Earth is not their side. But they have no loneliness. Rockets carry dreams and the possibilities of lives. People like them.

Fighter jets are allowed to exist because there are enemies. They burn taxes, make noise and, incidentally bomb. People hate fighters. Propaganda can’t be even a comfort. They have loneliness. If pilots have philosophy, their minds will be tormented. But
If pilots were to innocently rejoice over their war results, it is better to use artificial intelligence.