“I’m feeling a bit tired, did you get all my data? I might take a nap…”
This infantalising of spaceflight really doesn’t work for me, nor am I a big fan of journalists pretending spacecraft have Fnooter accounts and feelings and such. Instead of playing along and thereby helping to downplay serious problems, why not report the facts: a committee of four or five people decides what the fnoots will say in general, with the focus on minimising the negative and maximising the positive; the Assistant to the Director for Cutesy Talk and Multiple Exclamation Points then dumbs it down; then the antisocial media drone pastes it in. Document that process and then maybe – maybe – you can legitimately call yourself a journalist.