What happens to an airplane when it’s lived out its natural life and needs to be retired, as new standards are adopted and new safety equipment becomes essential?
I don’t usually think about these things too much, personally.
Partly it’s because Toy Story contains a lot of fridge horror, and I don’t like to think about how inanimate objects get sad and lonely when I don’t use them. I already have to worry about treating people ethically. When I have to worry about the ethical implications of dropping a pencil between the seats in my car and how it will send that pencil into a catastrophic spiral of depression? No.
Sorry. I’m drawing the line right after picking earthworms up off the sidewalk and putting them back on nice safe dirt, saving them from being squished.
But (as usual) I digress. What happens to planes when their life cycles are over?
I imagine they checked the organ donation box when they got their licenses. (So did I.)