Monday, September 21, 2009

Magic Carpet Ride

Like most windbags who think they know everything, I dabble in Anthropology. I loves me my observin'! One thing that strikes me odd is the role that carpet plays in our social standing.Apparently, the carpet has the power to confer "BETTER THAN YOU" status.

The iconic case and point is Aladdin and his magic carpet. You get the special carpet; you get the kingdom.





Centuries of royalty have gotten the comfy rug, while their subjects get the hard, cold, dirt/stone/floor.




Rugs have been made for prayer. [Nothing says, "My religion is better than yours" like a fancy rug!]




Rugs have depicted legend and immortalized great (and not-so-great) heroes.




Follow this trend to modern times, to the Oscars' "Red Carpet." They MUST not be sullied by walking on unsacred ground!




Okay, I get it. Those rare few, those all-hallowed, sacred few, deserve the best Mohawk stain-resistant we have. What I WILL NOT ACCEPT is the use of rugs for Frequent Flyer members on the airlines.

As a member of the FF programs on airlines such as Continental, when you board, you get to walk on a special rug. ALL HAIL, YOU!!! You got 1872 miles for this segment AND to walk on a glorified bath mat!

Once, just to see what would happen, I started to board using the status-conferring rug of the sacred flyer. "NO! NO!" Said the boarding agent, "You are not elite! You must walk on the stained carpet!" I tapped the rug with my foot behind me, just to irritate. She did not like that. I do not have the rug-stepping privilege.

Why do they get to decide if I am special? These other flyers were not born into royalty. They have no special accomplishments (other than the privilege of receiving 3 junk emails a day for signing up). So, I have decided to make my own "Special Person" rug. I shall not be judged or classified by the "man!" No, Sir!!!

My rug will have golden fringe (classy!). My rug will say only "SUPER SPECIAL" and I will lay it down, whenever I board a plane, or whenever I see fit. I will prance on it to my destination and, quickly, remove it so that no others may use it. Or, perhaps, I will let all my down-trodden brothers and sisters join me on my rug! What will happen to the almighty rug if we ALL can trounce on it on our own journeys?