I’m 6'3" and that inch or two is the difference between mere discomfort and rage-inducing pain. They could solve a lot of issues by making them all fixed, if you ask me.

I am 5'10" and have a 35 inch inseam, so no Shaq over here, but trust me when I tell you that it VERY MUCH effects me when you jam your seat back into my knees. I literally never do it (even on overnight flights) because in my opinion it makes you into an automatic asshole.

I’m only 5'10" but I still am even more uncomfortable when someone reclines, especially when the tray table is down. My mom is 6' and mostly legs and she will actually lean forward and say, “No, I’m sorry, you can’t do that.” I prefer to just be silently resentful, but I do think it’s a dick move.

Yeah, I always look behind me. If the person is short I recline away. If it’sd some poor tall bastard I do not. Why is this a difficult concept?

Speaking as a 6'5 guy sitting behind you traveling for work that won’t pay for extra leg room.....NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It’s not just imposing on the knees, it compresses the available space on the tray table. I won’t get into name-calling with you and your boyfriend but I suspect I wouldn’t much care for you if we met.

I used to feel this way (I’m 5'6, that couple of inches doesn’t infringe on my leg space much at all). Then I met my current boyfriend. He’s 6'6, and partly as a result of his height, he has bad knees. If you recline, it’s actually painful after a while for him, not to mention generally uncomfortable. And yes, we are…

I never recline my seat unless the person in front of me does. I only do it then because it’s so claustrophobic. I feel bad for the person behind me, but I cannot deal. I don’t recline my seat for a number of reasons, but the main one is that I’m a person who usually needs to do work on the plane and laptop use is…

I’m going to guess both you and boyfriend are under 6'2? If your knees are already pressed directly up against the seat in front of you because of your height that “inch or two” makes a pretty big difference. Apparently you are assuming that everyone of superior height is as rich as Shaquille O’Neal and can afford…

Recline away. That bump you feel in the middle of your back? That’s my knees. No, I don’t plan on moving them. Enjoy.

My husband and I flew Spirit recently, he for the first time. I was prepping him for the flight to be terrible (because, Spirit), but when we landed he told me it was the best flight of his life SPECIFICALLY because no one was able to lean their seats back.

...and never recline my seat.

...short-rib burger blend molded into a sad little meat thing, sitting in the center of a massive, rapidly staling brioche bun, hiding its shame under a slice of melted orange cheese...

If anyone is interested I have a blog where I transcribe articles from the Victorian lady mag The Girl’s Own Paper. They did a monthly fashion column with, yes, fashion plates, and a very detailed account of what colours, fabrics and styles the cool girls would be wearing any given season.

I like fashion illustrations because you can see the actual style of the garment--especially when they are exaggerated. Photography, especially outside of catalog photography or red carpet pix, distorts. You have to be a real expert to glean what’s going on in those contorted or jumping shots. When I look at sewing…

Luurve the fashion history. Keep it up.

All fashion through history can best be described as this: wearing something that the commoner can’t.

What I don’t understand with the Climate Change deniers, is that there is it’s largely a win moving to green energy.

Ha! I made the same association over on theslot.

This is what battles tyranny: ordinary people, alone or in their millions, simply saying NO.