Oops! Actually a typo - -meant United. But they're all pretty much horrible, aren't they? The worst I ever experienced was Sabena. It's telling they don't exist anymore.

Got little (if not zero) tolerance for zero-tolerance policies. It prevents any exercise of judgement, and learning to exercise good judgment should be part of the educational experience, yes? This is just a big "hey kids, here's how to box yourself into doing the wrong thing with rules of your own devising."

Complaining about the young child in the restaurant is probably out.

That's just it: on American Airlines, you don't have to fuck yourself, because a fucker will be provided for you. That's customer service.

Amusing typo: "fight staff." If only. Those attendants could really have brought it. Alas.

Biohazard, folks!

I've seen the headquarters. It's pretty funny.

Always tempted to list counterexamples from elsewhere in the animal kingdom (because single mammal moms rock and because I'm a showoff), but really: who cares? Why should what other animal species do have any bearing on us? Why are we even looking to the animal kingdom?

Except that good grooming isn't intrinsically silly. Wouldn't it be great if it weren't coded as such, so that a person could clean up nice without being deemed metrosexual (i.e., insufficiently masculine) or shallow (i.e., pathologically feminine)? If we're lucky, this show will help make that the case.

That's the Donner Diet. Donnercize must be the pre-blizzard trek or perhaps sprinting away from those trying to eat you.

Dancercize: check.

Never has "hell no" been more appropriate.

I think Ögmundur must have pulled that particular genius move while I was on mental health break from Icelandic political news. Do you know the number of that bill? (This is the sound of my self preservation instinct failing.)

Leading, basically, to a rash.

And this, folks, is why there are like 400 parties on the Icelandic left again. Sigh.

Hats off to any animal that will go down a hole and fight a badger on its own turf. Respect the dachs.

I'm sure it's a typo, but the accidental singular "Icelandic feminist" makes me smile. The place is so small that it's difficult to say anything about what "Icelandic feministS" think or say. Which one? Hildur Lilliendahl? Someone else?

Utter hatred of gypsies?

I will still root for you. So there.

Nothing like a crappy relationship with a parent to make someone not want to be a parent himself! And feeling overwhelmed with health issues is a great one too. I imagine you've got a list of things you don't feel cut out for at the moment, and you're probably wrong about most of them.