On the toss of a coin.
The Peterson article above makes for ‘interesting’ reading, the Gogla words add credibility and balance. All food for thought; and, IMO takes the reader away from the endless speculation on the obvious – who, why, when, where questions and brings us back to the questions of who does know what happened.
That is a coin which could be spun – two choices, no options – Heads or Tails?
Heads – the complete and utter ignorance of ‘the government’ which led to a massive, all out, situation and narrative control frenzy, to cover the simple fact that their system lost track of the aircraft. That the system is so lax an aircraft can ‘disappear’, no one has a clue where it went and the entire system is incapable of ‘tracking’ or relocating the aircraft, which for several hours is wandering across airways at unknown altitudes, speeds and direction: gone ‘dark’ and rogue in international airspace. An ATC system with that amount of holes in the cheese would bring a very prompt governmental response and would explain the outrageous degree of political interference. You would not want a potential enemy state knowing that it is possible to slip through a defence net as easily as a large passenger jet could; now would you.
Tails – the absolute full knowledge of who, what, why and where. Something (pick your favourite) happened – this ‘something’ was; let's say, potentially disastrous in one way or another. So horrendous that the fall out from public knowledge would be unmanageable. That scenario would again cover the reasons for the degree of ‘political’ involvement, secrecy, conflicted narrative and the general muddying of waters.
So, spin the coin, make your call – cock-up or conspiracy, its your bet. But remember, old father time trumps all; and, whoever was running the show has now had lots of help from the old man to bury the bodies, shred the paperwork, cover the tracks and convince the public that it is now considered ‘mission impossible’ to discover the wreck. Just consider, for one moment the search area selected – of all the places on this planet, it just so happens to be one of the deepest, darkest, most inaccessible, remote places – within the realms of tolerable ‘fuel’ logic.
Aye; ‘tis but the whimsy and speculation of an idle mind, with little else to wonder about other than seeking the elusive second coffee.
Toot toot.