Write page 57 of your 300-page autobiography.
Note from the mun: William Adama has no interest in writing an autobiography. We're talking none whatsoever. The following is therefore an excerpt from the kind of book that might be written by a historian a generation or so in his future – assuming humanity survives long enough to have future generations, let alone record the history of the Exodus.
... that the discharge of a Viper ace who'd served with such distinction was both an insult and a mistake, it must be remembered that Adama's demobilization was simply not that unusual at the time. The military, gearing down from wartime status, had discovered that the qualities of top fighter pilot often didn't make their owners well-suited for peacetime service.
Adama himself acknowledged this in one of the rare interviews he gave before his death. “I could have seen it coming. Should have, really. But I was a cocky-ass kid who refused to pull his head out long enough to see that the Fleet of the time no longer needed me as much as I needed it. Viper jocks like me were becoming superfluous.”
Comedown from lofty heights or not, Adama's subsequent work as a hand on a series of freighters gave him the chance to acquire certain qualities that would prove invaluable in his post-reinstatement military career. Chief of these were an understanding and common touch with the enlisted under his command; ground pounders and knuckledraggers respected a CO who wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty.
This period also saw the meeting between Adama and the man who could arguably be said to have helped shape his future: Saul Tigh. Many have difficulty believing that there was truly no indication of the fact that the man was in fact a Cylon, but Adama addressed this as well, with his usual bluntness.
“Of course I didn't know. How could I? His service record was public, and the idea that a Cylon could not only look but act human enough to drink and brawl like Tigh was beyond ridiculous. If I'd had any clues, I wouldn't have reacted so badly when hit with the news decades later ...”
Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 359
Note from the mun: William Adama has no interest in writing an autobiography. We're talking none whatsoever. The following is therefore an excerpt from the kind of book that might be written by a historian a generation or so in his future – assuming humanity survives long enough to have future generations, let alone record the history of the Exodus.
... that the discharge of a Viper ace who'd served with such distinction was both an insult and a mistake, it must be remembered that Adama's demobilization was simply not that unusual at the time. The military, gearing down from wartime status, had discovered that the qualities of top fighter pilot often didn't make their owners well-suited for peacetime service.
Adama himself acknowledged this in one of the rare interviews he gave before his death. “I could have seen it coming. Should have, really. But I was a cocky-ass kid who refused to pull his head out long enough to see that the Fleet of the time no longer needed me as much as I needed it. Viper jocks like me were becoming superfluous.”
Comedown from lofty heights or not, Adama's subsequent work as a hand on a series of freighters gave him the chance to acquire certain qualities that would prove invaluable in his post-reinstatement military career. Chief of these were an understanding and common touch with the enlisted under his command; ground pounders and knuckledraggers respected a CO who wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty.
This period also saw the meeting between Adama and the man who could arguably be said to have helped shape his future: Saul Tigh. Many have difficulty believing that there was truly no indication of the fact that the man was in fact a Cylon, but Adama addressed this as well, with his usual bluntness.
“Of course I didn't know. How could I? His service record was public, and the idea that a Cylon could not only look but act human enough to drink and brawl like Tigh was beyond ridiculous. If I'd had any clues, I wouldn't have reacted so badly when hit with the news decades later ...”
Muse: Admiral William Adama
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica '03
Word count: 359
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