Tough love is still love. The guy that graduated last in my class still got an aircraft assignment. I don’t know what that guy’s doing today, but I hope he didn’t show up to his unit on day one going “what I wanted to be was a ___” because nobody in the room cares.
Ego has got to be one of the biggest enemies of realizing that collective strength of action is the only way this works. I want everybody to show up ruthlessly motivated to be the best whatever they are. Imagine what that could accomplish.
Look at my journey. Do I miss the Hornet? Yes I absolutely do. My state is getting F-15EXs and if I wasnt 43 years old I'd be looking to transfer over there in a heartbeat. Do I love the Reaper? Absolutely. We do cool things in our own way, and have an awesome quality of life. A highlight of my career was meeting one of our supported unit JTACS at a sim exercise at Wright Pat. Tier 1 SOF types. "Hey man, I recognize your voice from the radio, you're XYZ squadron/callsign?" he says to me. "Yeah dude, nice to meet you!" "Shit, let me buy you a beer. We'd never leave the wire if you guys weren't overhead. You guys are life and death for us out there." Of course I drank that beer, and bought the next round, and got to know a bit more about the guys we support.
Every military airplane you may fly (or operate) has something about it that makes it unique and cool and does something you can be really proud of.
Here's the other secret- it's not the airplane you fly that matters, it's the people you fly it with. I wouldn't trade any of my RPA time for more Hornet time. The people in both communities are amazing and professional and proud of what they do.