I would imagine that, when things are going well, being captain of one of things is akin to being a hotel manager; everything going smoothly, everyone doing their job, no problems.
Only when there is a real problem does everyone look to someone suitably skilled and qualified to lead them through the event - that's what they earn their money for.
And that f*cking chicken-shit ran for the hills, beating hundreds of passengers off of his own vessel, leaving everyone running round without someone coordinating a practiced and rehearsed evacuation.
He is a disgrace to the uniform he wore.
Gone but not forgotten:
325i M Sport (E92), Black Sapphire, Coral Red Dakota, 19" 225's, Seat Heating, 6FL and de-badge
Replaced by 6.2 litres of AMG powered C class.