
Special Human New Paradigm
As the huge 747 landed from a heat soaked LA into a mist covered, rained on London a huge crowd of saggy eyed, smoke stinking, coffee breath paparazzi lined up, pushing, shoving, hustling, bustling each other for the best position to snatch the best shot.
First to appear are the first class flyer’s. These guys feel very special, they think they are special, the are the first class flyer’s.
Because they are special they are allowed to leave the jet first avoiding the commoners, being able to use their own stairway to a lane of priority.
Next of course are the business class flyer’s. They are special but not as special as the first class. They have to leave the plane second, it feels special but not as special. They look up to the first class flyer’s with envy, sneaking looks through what feels like the holy area of business class into the holy of holy class, fist class.
The next to appear are what the pap’s call the cattle class of humans. These are just regular people doing regular things, holidays, visits, seeing old friends, seeing the sights of Hollywood. They get off last, they get no real special treatment, they get of in huge amounts, line up in huge amounts and get irritated and annoyed at the special people in business class and first class.
They pass business class seats and say things like "wow, I’d love to sit there" "we could never do that" or "look at them, who do they think they are".
They usually leave the plane glad they didn’t crash land and moaning about something.
But that’s not the last ones to leave, there are just two more people to get off.
The flight attendants look… continue reading