Airline snacks. Have you ever noticed? They always offer you peanuts or pretzels. Peanuts or pretzels! What kind of choice is that? It’s like asking, ‘Do you want a pebble or a slightly larger pebble?’ And then they hand you this minuscule bag, maybe six pretzels in there. Six! What am I supposed to do with six pretzels? Am I supposed to savor them? Portion them out? By the time I’ve opened the bag, the flight attendant’s already three rows down. It’s a performative snack. It’s not about sustenance; it’s about the *idea* of sustenance. ‘Here, have a gesture!’