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i originally began writing this on the plane from nyc to london on july 9.

7/9 incident on the airplane to london
i am writing this as i am on the plane. we are about an hour in from loading into the plance, and we are still on the ground. the captain informed us that there are about 12 or 13 planes ahead of us. so yet another reason that i really do not like airports.

in a previous posting, i wrote that i would not get too political, and it is not my intention to do so. that said, however, i will make observations of people’s behaviour, hopefully without much interpretation. within these observations, one can, perhaps, see what people really are like.

i have already said that we have shit seats. we had hoped that maybe some other seats might not be taken, and that we would be able to move there. no such luck. however, one person in the row ahead of us was lucky enough to get an aisle seat. she was basically the only person in the row of five seats. the flight attendant asked her if she would move, so that a family could sit there. after being told to move to a seat further up, she did not budge. however, once she saw that the people whom she was being asked to move for were behind her, she could not refuse a request to their face, and even gave the impression that she would gladly move. So, it is interesting to me how when one asks for help from afar, it is much easier to refuse to give help when not faced with another’s problems. However, when someone asks for help, and their need for help is in one’s face, it is difficult to refuse, and one would even gladly help when she sees the hardship that another suffers.