I'm reminded of Joe Shea. The one who was senior chief manager of something or other at NASA during the Apollo program. You can tell Joe was a good man from how he took the Apollo 1 fire: He wanted to kill himself. He struggled to live with the idea that three of his close friends, people who trusted him and his engineers, burned to death in a machine he had some responsibility for. The man who isn't fucked up in that position doesn't need to be in that position.

My understanding of history is he was sent to see some psychologists, and their remarks was "Joe is very smart." I've been in the aviation industry myself and I've danced around issues of mental health. FAR 67 has some things to say about what mental health is and isn't a federal offense to let your doctor to tell Oklahoma City. HAHAHAHAHA. Fuck.

That's the peak of manliness right there; that's a man who takes his responsibilities seriously, they guy who is completely wrecked by those three little words "They trusted me." Or more to the point, the chore of adding the letters "ed" to "they trust me." If the effort of lifting that suffix into place wouldn't bend your soul, kindly get the fuck out of my aerospace industry.

This was in the mid 1960's, the stigma of seeing a shrink was even louder back then. I'm not sure how it actually played out but in the docudrama From The Earth To The Moon, Joe Shea didn't take the suggestion from Deke Slayton that he see a psychiatrist gently. According to Wikipedia he "outsmarted" them, giving the answers he knew they'd want to hear.

From my perspective it's a perfectly good suggestion. If you're in the shop running a tool and it throws a blue chip in your eye, you go see the ophthalmologist to get your eye fixed. If you have a heart attack you go to the cardiologist to get your heart fixed. The thing us technician types struggle with is medicine is a squishier science than we're used to, and psychology is the squishiest among them, especially given the FAA's idea of "Oh he's not perfect? Kill his career forever." HAHAHAHAHAAAAA. Fuck. "Hey, let's make it illegal for pilots to receive treatment or be on medication for mental disorders." "You mean let's make it illegal to be a pilot while mentally ill?" "What's the difference?" "Well the way you phrased it incentivizes pilots who think they have a problem to keep it to themselves and go untreated." "pssh I guess but when is that ever going to happen." HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA. Fuck.

I think the point I'm trauma dumping around is Joe Shea had suffered actual mental and emotional trauma and did need the attention of mental health professionals. That's an appropriate use of therapy. And that it may be more productive to frame it as "injury" rather than "illness" in cases like this.

The average male member of the public right now, on the other hand, hasn't had his psyche pushed in by the deaths of his friends that he's at least partially responsible for. The average 20 something guy gained sentience in a world that said to him "We hate you, now pay for everything or else." And to quote Rodney Dangerfield, "Fuck me? FUCK YOU!"