You ever notice on an airplane, the second that ‘fasten seatbelt’ light goes off, the guy in front of you immediately slams his seat back? Immediately! Like he’s been waiting his whole life for this moment of supreme recline. Where are you going? You’re in a metal tube going 500 miles an hour! You’re not going to be *more* comfortable, you’re just going to be slightly further back. And now I’m here, staring at the top of your head, practically eating my peanuts off your scalp. It’s not about comfort, it’s a declaration of personal space supremacy. It’s a territorial pissing match, 30,000 feet up!
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