There were three pilots, taking 4 hour shifts in a rotation between flying the plane, being the copilot, and resting for the 12-hour flight. The cast of characters in the cockpit was as follows. I changed the names because I can’t remember them offhand and it’s funnier this way:
Captain Sleepyhead (CS) – The captain, who was 50-something and had tens of thousands hours of experience.
Unobservant First Officer (UFO) – The first officer, who was like 39 and had ~8000 hours of experience.
Idiot – Pronounced without the t, because he was French. The other first officer, about 32, with much less experience than the other two.
The first four hours of the flight made up CS’s shift at the controls. Idiot was copiloting, and UFO was napping. This four hours was uneventful and brought them from Rio de Janiero to the mid-Atlantic near the equator.
Then the shift rotation happened. CS handed the controls over to Idiot, UFO was awoken to be the copilot, and CS was heard remarking that the one hour of sleep he’d gotten the night before was “not enough” before turning in for a nap. At the time, they were flying into the Intertropical Convergence Zone (ICTZ), which is full of mild to moderate thunderstorms most of the time. There was no way to avoid the thunderstorms, so they were going to have to fly through them, which should have been no problem for the Airbus A330 they were flying.
In preparation, Idiot did the only thing he would do correctly during his final quarter-hour: he turned on the Fasten Seatbelt sign. About 10 minutes after he took the controls, they entered the storm. Idiot was already panicky and was freaked out by the blue electrical discharge he saw as he entered the thundercloud; UFO told him not to worry, as it was St. Elmo’s Fire, which is freaky-looking but harmless. Then, ice formed in the aircraft’s pitot tubes (the tubes that stick out of the aircraft and measure airspeed among other things), causing their airspeed indicator to display an error message and the plane to disengage the autopilot with a loud “Bong!!” This was a known problem in the A330 and pilots were informed about it; the tube deices within a minute or so and airspeed information returns. But it scared Idiot even more, and for some reason he reflexively pulled back on his side stick and held it back. Side sticks are joysticks located on the sides of the cockpit, one for each pilot. Airbus A330s have these instead of traditional control wheels.
Now, as everyone who’s ever played a computer flight simulator game knows, if you pull back on the stick and just hold it back, you climb for a while and then stall. The angle of attack (roughly the angle between the airfoil and horizontal; lift increases up to come critical angle of generally around 15 degrees and then falls off rapidly after that) climbs too high and the airspeed falls too low, causing a simple stall. Unsurprisingly, the plane climbed for a little while and then stalled. The stall warning, in this plane, was a voice saying “stall, stall, stall” over and over again. Idiot freaked out even more; UFO was confused (he didn’t look at Idiot’s side stick, and apparently never did until 40 seconds before impact). UFO noted that the plane was above its cruising altitude and asked Idiot why he was flying so high. Idiot briefly pushed the stick forward again, causing the plane to stop stalling. Seconds later, he freaked out again for some reason and pulled back on the stick yet again. The plane stalled again.
By this point, both Idiot and UFO were baffled; they didn’t even know if they could trust the stall warning because of the faulty airspeed indicator. Remember that UFO still doesn’t realize that Idiot has the stick back; he falsely assumes that Idiot isn’t making the sort of mistake an 8-year-old with a WWII flight game would make. Eventually, the plane’s angle of attack was so steep (something like 40 degrees) that the A330’s computer interpreted the incoming flight data as nonsense and blanked out many of the instruments, replacing them with error messages. The stall warnings ceased, however. At one point, Idiot’s senses briefly return and he tries pushing the stick forward again. Most of the instruments start displaying something again, but now that the computer has data to work with again, the stall warnings come back. Idiot panics again and pulls back on the stick, and pushes the throttle to 100%. Now they’re both panicking.
CS was woken up and came running into the cockpit demanding to know what the hell was going on. UFO and Idiot both said they didn’t know and that they’ve lost control of the aircraft. CS looked over and saw a number of instruments offline. By this point the pitot tubes have deiced and would have displayed the correct airspeed. But from what he can see, they are at something like 30000 feet and are descending at about 9000 feet per minute, with half their instruments offline and the rest suspect. He also doesn’t notice that Idiot has the stick back, possibly because he slept a grand total of 1 hour the night before and at most 10 minutes just before the debacle. He and UFO try to figure out what is going on from the instrument data they do have, but to no avail.
About 40 seconds before impact, at 8000 feet and descending at over 11000 feet per minute, CS tells Idiot to try climbing to see if that helps. Idiot replies, “But I’ve had the stick back the whole time!”
CS and UFO then finally figure out what’s been going on the whole time. CS tells Idiot to descend, and UFO tells Idiot that he’s taking over the controls. But by then it’s too late, and they can’t recover in time. A few seconds before impact, the “approaching object” alarm went off to warn them of the ocean they were about to hit. Their last words were something like this:
UFO: We’re going to crash! I can’t believe this!
Idiot: But I still don’t know what’s going on!
CS: Nose still up at ten degrees…
And then they all died, along with 225 others. The whole thing was a mystery to the outside world: the plane seemed to just disappear with no distress signal. Some floating wreckage and a few bodies were discovered within the first few days, but it took over two years of submarine searches to find the wreckage at the bottom of the ocean and the cockpit voice recorder.
Idiot’s behavior was baffling: for most pilots, recovering from high-altitude stalls is one of the first things they practice while training, and they do it several times until they get good at it. But the Airbus A330 was so totally computerized that it was supposed to be impossible to stall. Had the autopilot been engaged, Idiot’s input would have been ignored if he had tried to pull the stick back for long enough that stalling would become imminent, and the computer would pitch the aircraft forward enough to prevent a stall. New pilots being trained on the A330 were taught very little about handling the aircraft in mid-air; they only needed to know how to take off and land and handle low-altitude maneuvering manually, and the plane would more or less handle the middle of the flight by itself.
Idiot wouldn’t have crashed the plane even with his completely nonsensical stick input if the autopilot hadn’t disengaged, as it did when the pitot tubes briefly iced up. Idiot may well have done this a number of times before this flight, without ever stalling the aircraft, because the autopilot would have prevented him from stalling. He was trained only to handle low-altitude flight, and he even made a comment during the fatal descent in which he said he was doing a maneuver intended to pull the plane up rapidly to abort a landing. The other two pilots ignored this remark (probably thinking Idiot was just babbling panicked nonsense); but the truth was that he was doing exactly that: nose up and full throttle.
High technology has made flying a lot safer on average, but you know what they say about idiot-proofing: every time somebody tries to idiot-proof something, they invent a better idiot.