BRM, CRM = Crew Coordination, or that’s what it was called during my brief tour with the airlines. As I said before in another thread Crew Coordination was invented to stop the old style 50 mission hat Captains from telling First Officers (co-pilots) to “sit down, shut up, be quiet unless I speak to you, do what I tell you when I tell you.” When I came on the scene in the mid-eighties this old-style was long gone and Captain/FO worked as a team. Captain was still in command and responsible but the FO was required to be a part of the team that got the plane and passengers/ freight to the same place at the same time with no dents or scratches.
I , as a First Officer, was able to assist in two decisions that the Captain should have made since he was the pilot flying and I was pilot not flying the airplane. One was pretty low key in that airports in northwest Arkansas are bunched up faily close and at night when on the last leg of the day and both are tired (you know where this is headed, doncha?) easy to head for the wrong one. Ah…Skipper, it’s that one over there. Oh, crap! Yer right! Thanks! Before landing check list, please. Nearly a non-event.
The other one, Captain America started to unravel and get panicky. Not good for the guy with four stripes and a can full of people. Southern summer weather can be exciting with unexpected cu-nims and merging towering cu’s to spoil the schedule. We had left Memphis as both the clouds and the airport closed behind us. We were headed for Alexandria, LA which is about an hour and a half as I recall when about Jackson, MS we get a call on company that Alex was heavy rain lightning all quadrants. As we were considering Monroe, LA to wait it out, it closed right after one of our other ships just touched down in heavy rain, etc. That’s when Captain America started dissolving: what are we gonna do?! Memphis and Monroe closed, Jackson (was just closing) looks bad, we’re screwed! Hey, Mark! See that yellow brick road down there? (Interstate 20) Follow that to either Barksdale AFB or Shreveport, LA. Land there, get some fuel, check weather, wait it out. But, but, we don’t haveva station there! Mark, this thing will land somewhere in about 40 minutes all by itself. It’s our job to make it land where WE want it to land. Now tell dispatch we going to Shreveport for food, fuel and wait until Alex clears. Don’t ask permission! Just tell 'em. I’ll take her in. Then tell the people we gonna get a burger and wait.
All went well and a couple of hours we were in Alexandria and the people were so appreciative they practically asked for autographs! The point was we worked out a solution that the plane, passengers and the freight got to where it had paid for without dents or scratches. This would have never happened on any ship I was ever on. We kinda trained as a team but only sorta worked as a team. One exception was one Captain that was an experienced seaman who would listen to his juniors. He stayed far enough ahead of any situation so there were very few surprises. He let his officers practice playing with the ship by building enough time ahead of intended movement so we could play man overboard and pier docking with floating barrels. Now, he understood how to work as a team. He was still the Captain but he worked WITH all his people, we did not work FOR him.
I have no idea how you merchies do it but I will bet your teams change way more than the Navy.