I keep meaning to watch that…
In an Age of Privilege, Not Everyone Is in the Same Boat (Published 2016)
Companies are becoming adept at identifying wealthy customers and marketing to them, creating a money-based caste system.
I keep meaning to watch that…
I believe this. I will say that whenever I have the privilege of flying first class I always feel a sense of smug entitlement being able to be seated in relative comfort, drink already in hand while watching everybody else board after me.
On the flip side, I feel definitely resentment when I have to fly cattle class and walk through the first class row seeing the those smug, self-entitled fuckers sitting there drink in hand with their comfortable seats while I just know I’m going to spend the next several hours miserable sitting in a shitty and uncomfortable seat with zero shoulder or leg room.
I can’t say it would drive me to violence or anything but it’s just another layer of rotten meat on the shit sandwich that is air travel.
So treating people like cattle, terror suspects, and annoyances before showing them what they can’t afford is a bad idea? What a breakthrough.
While I never pay for first class, the few times I’ve managed to get bumped to it, I try really hard not to be smug.
When I’m on my 2d G&T while the cattle are still coming down the chute, it’s small comfort knowing I’ll probably be back there on the return trip.
So treating people like cattle, terror suspects, and annoyances before showing them what they can’t afford is a bad idea? What a breakthrough.
Every time I’ve done that slow walk through the first class cabin while gazing down at all the lovely people, I considered “tripping” myself into the lap of the largest, whitest man who also had the most equipment/drinks/food on their tray table. I’ve come close to doing it, so very close…
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and boarding.
yes. everyone loves that brief pause in first class as they head to the back, where they see the passengers in big comfy seats with cocktails, not being smug one bit about it.
not being smug one bit about it.
Do you think you could be projecting just a little? I can’t recall people acting smug, but then again I am more worried about myself, not what others are doing. I get stressed flying until I am finally in the seat, for some reason.
Or because of sense of entitlement by the person in economy to the perks afforded to the more expensive ticket?
This. Mostly I don’t care. But when I see teens/20-somethings, it pisses me off. Obviously they come from money.
I don’t act smug when I get upgraded (or the rare case I buy a 1st class ticket). But dammit, I’ve done the time, and put in the miles in order to be there.
Do you think you could be projecting just a little?
What an ironic source for such a question.
to be there.
My father was a pilot so I’ve flown first class a ton, even as a teenager. Many of the people there seemed quite acclimated to going first at a lot of things. They’re Very Important People mostly.
I am more worried about myself, not what others are doing.
We know.
We know.
You say that like it’s a bad thing when out in public.
yes. everyone loves that brief pause in first class as they head to the back, where they see the passengers in big comfy seats with cocktails, not being smug one bit about it.
Air travel is a humiliating classist shit show from curb to claim. I assume in the future all blue bloods will be flown over us groped cattle on reclining hoverboards with their wink-wink TSA Pre-Fuck cards stamped to exempt them from the farcical security theater in return for paying for the rest of us to be porno-scanned for the masturbatory pleasure of the sort of child-molesting oxygen thieves welcomed into the ranks of the DHS’s Trained Sexual Assault drones who are too pathetic to cut it as mall-cops.
I fly coach economy steerage a lot. Does it show?
“I’m safe with my guns. If only everyone else would be like me, we wouldn’t have any problems, amirite?”
depends how you define out and public. Dunnit?
Don’t project those on me, amirite?
While the Haven is hidden, or at least camouflaged, on Norwegian’s cruise ships, its archrival Royal Caribbean, by contrast, makes no secret of what is available to passengers who pay the most. Its Royal Suite class isn’t a ship within a ship, but it serves much the same function with one significant difference: Regular passengers can push their noses up against the glass, literally.
On Royal Caribbean’s new ship Anthem, diners must first walk past the frosted glass windows of Coastal Kitchen, reserved for suite occupants, before they can crowd around the buffet tables of the open-to-everyone Windjammer Café.
Companies are becoming adept at identifying wealthy customers and marketing to them, creating a money-based caste system.
Wait, is this a post about Trump supporters?
I just assume every post is about Trump these days unless otherwise indicated. If I had a time dilation device, I’d jump into the future where at least after the Trumpocalypse there will be no one left to say the wanker’s name.
Don’t project those on me, amirite?
Watch out for those projectiles!!
You say that like it’s a bad thing when out in public.
Only “out in public?”