It's a great service for providing the wrong answers to things I didn't search for, but I admit I haven't yet figured out why I am supposed to desire this.
Thank God. The cult was getting horribly boring after coasting on leftover nonsense for a few years and I'd quit doing much but checking in every couple of months to watch them lose money. Here's hoping this produces a fresh generation of bagholders to perpetuate my weird trainwreck-staring hobby with a fresh injection of fascinating new madness!
I was very skeptical of this until I had the chance to fly one of those brand-new C172 models that come equipped with 'em. They're so convenient!
Sure, ye olde haptic feedback + inner ear + stall horn/shaker combo has always worked for me—but if you are a new or overwhelmed or complacent or unlucky pilot, having a big angry indicator sitting atop the glare shield furiously (visually & audibly) informing you of the approaching cross-control stall that is about to bury you in your base-to-final grave makes danger IMPOSSIBLE to miss.
The LEDs were bright enough to be clearly visible even under direct sun, but the Geiger-esque clicking and chattering increasing in urgency as I approached critical AoA made it for me. No need to put your head down or even alter your scan to include it: you can hear trouble coming!
> as if government spy satellites operate on the same schedule with the same priorities as publicly known satellites.
This bit, at least, is more or less the case. Even if you spend some fuel to alter your orbit and throw people off for a bit, you can't do anything major over the course of a few hours without sci-fi engines.