When I flew newly with an airline ...

When I flew newly with an airline known for the levity of its hordes a jocular flight attendant got me thinking about the inconsistencies of political correctness. She also got me wondering whether she might have missed her calling and should have been a standup comic.

As we approached the airport, she reminded us that, with the exception of for a designated area, there was no smoking in the terminal building. Smoking, she said, in a askew tone that caused a laugh to ripple through the plane, is a dirty, disgusting, filthy, expensive habit. Then came the poke line. "If you don't know