I understand the utility of drones. I
do not trust the operators.
I live in an area with extensive civilian and military aircraft activity (a good deal over my head). Not unlike the numerous morons on the highways, there's an equivalent, subset crowd operating drones, i.e., not necessarily malicious but stupid to the bone.
Throw in some truly malicious terrorists and the odds of an aircraft disaster goes logarithmic.
Sure, rules are nice but enforcement strikes me as difficult to impossible. But, in that respect, I'm equally concerned (since the 1950's) that I'll get nuked into the stone age (Charleston is, without a doubt, targeted for saturation bombing).
Something more to live with, essentially. Worrying does no good and there's a certain rationale in embracing a fatalistic demeanor in that I'm assured I won't have to deal with the aftermath.
In a sense, Chicken Little had a point...
Please excuse the bummer post.