Class warfare in the friendly skies
Posted by Joseph Knippenberg
Our frequent flying friend Jerry Weinberger muses about class consciousness on airplanes. He strikes me as almost a Marxist, albeit of the Groucho variety.
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Thanks for the link to a solid common sense article. I think I will buy his book: "Benjamin Franklin Unmasked."
Like Weinberger's kindly academic friend, I too have only been in first class once--and under very similar circumstances. It was after a delayed flight caused me to miss my connection to Chicago's O'Hare, running through the airport to get to a substitute, and then being directed by the airline personnel to the wrong plane (which I boarded and only discovered in mid-flight that I was headed to the wrong Chicago airport and thus missing the third leg in this miserable journey . . .) They did not offer the first class seat . . . but neither did they object when I plopped myself down into it. Perhaps it was because I was also carrying my wedding dress and the combination of irritated and misdirected airline passenger/bridezilla scared them? These were some very wise flight attendants! Did I mention that they also brought me a bottle of champagne? Bourbon would have been better . . . but champagne worked.