We're forever blaming the airline industry for turning us into monsters: it's the fault of the ticket agents, the baggage handlers, the slowpokes at the newsstands and the fast food restaurants. But what if this is who we truly are, and the airport's just a forum that allows us to be our real selves, not just hateful but gloriously so?
by David Sedaris
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In his book "Let's Explore Diabetes with Owls," David Sedaris reflects on the behavior of individuals in airports, suggesting that the airline industry often takes the blame for people's negative actions. He points out that ticket agents, baggage handlers, and other airport staff are frequently scapegoated for travelers' frustrations, but he proposes that these environments reveal deeper truths about human nature rather than solely provoking poor conduct.

Sedaris argues that airports serve as a venue where people can express their true selves, showcasing not only their negative traits but also the more extravagant aspects of their personalities. This idea challenges the notion that we are inherently monsters, suggesting instead that travel amplifies pre-existing tendencies. Ultimately, he encourages readers to reflect on the circumstances that draw out these behaviors, posing the question of whether our conduct is an innate part of who we are.

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