The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

12 April 2008

Dropping like flies

There are times when I think that every airline in America except for the Big Dinosaur Carriers will be gone in 90 days.

But then I figure that there will always be a market for an airline with something special to offer.

Addendum: Jeff Jarvis says it's all over:

You simply can't treat people this way and survive. We all hate the airlines. We hate the experience on the plane and in the airport. We should fear for our safety, given American's shoddy (and, one wonders, fraudulent) maintenance work. (As the Times said this morning, at least the FAA is doing its job.) The airlines never see themselves as our advocates, friends, servers; no, they are our prison wardens and enemies as they fight down legislation that mandates they should give us the crudest amenities a prisoner would get: clean water, air, and a toilet. The economics of the industry as it is being run today are unsustainable. And apart from the all-business-class airlines I try to fly every time I can (Eos, Silverjet, and there are more coming), there is not one visible bit of innovation — not one attempt to get out of this mess — visible in the industry.

One saving grace in all this: if the airlines go, they take (most of) the Transportation Security Administration with them.

Posted at 12:12 PM to Dyssynergy