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Monday, October 13, 2008


I bet this book is about as exciting as claiming a checked bag at the airport, but I like its premise: Air travel is horrible.
One of the saddest stories of the 20th century is the fate of air travel. In 1900 it was a dream, feverishly speculated upon, subject to all manner of Jules Verne imaginings; by 1999 it was a chore, a tedious, uncomfortable ritual undertaken in order to get from A to BE. A large portion of the blame for this depressing non-event can be laid at the airport, that warren-like combination of the shopping mall and the high-security prison, which is the focus in Britain for a tortured air-angst every summer.
Been to the airport lately? I think he's being kind.



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