{"id":103,"date":"2007-07-11T03:01:40","date_gmt":"2007-07-11T03:01:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.beliefnet.com\/markdroberts\/2007\/07\/a-classy-experience.html"},"modified":"2007-07-11T03:01:40","modified_gmt":"2007-07-11T03:01:40","slug":"a-classy-experience","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/2007\/07\/a-classy-experience.html","title":{"rendered":"A Classy Experience"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"right\">Part 2 of series: <em>European Reflections 2006 <\/em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.markdroberts.com\/htmfiles\/resources\/europeanreflections2007.htm#jul1107\" target=\"_blank\"><br \/>\nPermalink for this post<\/a> \/ <a href=\"http:\/\/www.markdroberts.com\/htmfiles\/resources\/europeanreflections2007.htm\" target=\"_blank\">Permalink for this series<\/a><br \/>\nI realize that there are different classes of people in this world. I&#8217;m talking about socio-economic classes, you know, upper class, middle class, lower class, etc. But, in most of my life, I don&#8217;t experience class distinctions. I live in a community of middle and upper-middle class people and, for the most part, class distinctions aren&#8217;t terribly obvious.<br \/>\nYes, there are some upper class folk in our area. They live in lavish homes and drive expensive cars. But they don&#8217;t rub my face in their opulence. In fact, I&#8217;m rarely in their homes or cars. Similarly, there are folk from lower classes in my community, mostly doing manual labor jobs in town. But I don&#8217;t often see how they live when at home. In Irvine, California, class distinctions are mostly invisible. (I expect this is not the case for those who ride buses from lower income communities in order to work in my city, however.)<br \/>\nIn normal life, just about the only time I experience class distinctions is when I take my wife out to a fancy restaurant for some special occasion. I&#8217;ve noticed that some of the patrons seem to be regulars, familiar with the waiters and even with each other. They seem to think nothing of plunking down a hundred bucks for dinner. I&#8217;ve sometimes wondered what it would be like to have that kind of money, but mostly I forget about it and enjoy a romantic evening with my wife. (Usually, I&#8217;m grateful for the chance to indulge myself even for one night.)<br \/>\nSo, in most of my life, class doesn&#8217;t matter much. But then there&#8217;s air travel. Talk about class distinctions! It begins when you check in. Most people have queued up in slow moving lines, waiting to check their baggage and get their boarding passes. But business and first class travelers have special counters with short or non-existent lines. They zip through in minutes.<br \/>\nThen there&#8217;s the security screening. Once again, higher class travelers often slip through without much delay while ordinary folk have to poke along until it&#8217;s their turn prove that they don&#8217;t have bombs in their purses or weapons in their shoes.<br \/>\nOnce inside the terminal waiting area, the humble masses struggle to find comfortable seats, or they wait in yet another long line to purchase a cup of Starbucks. The upper crust folk disappear as if by magic, passing through secured doors that lead into the wonderland of airport lounges. Here, seemingly miles away from the hustle and bustle of ordinary terminal life, people find free food and drinks, comfortable chairs, free Internet access, and glorious quiet. (Photo to the right: The calm quiet of the British Airways business class lounge at LAX)<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/..\/..\/images\/business-lounge-5.jpg\" align=\"right\" height=\"270\" hspace=\"5\" width=\"360\" \/>I know something about these airport sanctuaries because, I must confess, my wife and I flew business class in our last trip. It was part of our tour package, I hasten to add, nothing that we ever would have purchased on our own. Honestly, I don&#8217;t know if it&#8217;s good or bad that I&#8217;ve experienced the paradise of the business class lounge. It was great at the moment, that&#8217;s for sure. But in the future, when I&#8217;m back in my normal place with the teeming masses, I&#8217;ll know what I&#8217;m missing. I may have been better off living in blessed ignorance. Now I run the risk of breaking the tenth commandment of air travel: &#8220;Thou shalt not covet your neighbor&#8217;s airport lounge.&#8221;<br \/>\nWhen it&#8217;s finally time to board your aircraft, once again class distinctions take center stage. Who are the first to board the plane, after those with physical handicaps or howling babies? The first and business class travelers. Then those who have code names like &#8220;Gold Star Travelers&#8221; and &#8220;Premium Hot Shots&#8221; go next. In fact, these latter folk are the poor souls who have to fly all the time but can&#8217;t afford first class. I don&#8217;t resent their priority treatment, since they&#8217;ve earned it through the hard knocks of endless air travel. For pity&#8217;s sake, let them on the airplane first so they can try to stow their oversized carry-on items in the all-too-small overhead bins. Wheels in first, please.<br \/>\nThe bigger planes often have entry doors between the upper classes and coach so ordinary folk don&#8217;t have to see what they&#8217;re missing. But smaller planes, the kind I usually take, ensure that coach passengers feel the pain of classist airline society. When you board the plane, you get to walk through first class, looking with envy on those who are already seated in their large seats, extending their legs comfortably, and sipping some sort of complementary adult beverage. (Of course it&#8217;s not really complementary. That champagne they&#8217;re drinking actually cost a few hundred dollars.) Whilst first class travelers look upon the hoi polloi with a mix of scorn and pity, we humble folk get our first glance at the coach cabin, which always looks to me like a combination of a Los Angeles traffic jam and an open sardine can.<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/..\/..\/images\/clouds-over-england-5.jpg\" align=\"right\" height=\"270\" hspace=\"5\" width=\"360\" \/>By the time I&#8217;ve wedged myself into my tiny little coach seat, I&#8217;ve forgotten about the folk in first class. They live in splendor behind the curtain, while my unassuming coach-mates and I eat pretzels and sip orange juice. On the arrival side of plane travel class distinctions still exist, but aren&#8217;t as obvious. The first and business class travelers still have to grab their luggage from the same conveyer belts as the rest of us, though their bags sometimes come out first. (Photo to the right: clouds over England)<br \/>\nI&#8217;m not really complaining about my aeronautical experience of class distinctions. Mostly, I&#8217;m just noting it with curiosity. I find it especially interesting to gauge my own reactions, to feel the sense of envy, or being left out. I want to be a person who feels grateful for his own blessings without getting stuck the emotional swamp of covetousness. I hope to be someone who can enjoy even a few pretzels and a Coke while I peer out of the plane window and look down upon the clouds. As far as I know, the view from first class isn&#8217;t any better.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part 2 of series: European Reflections 2006 Permalink for this post \/ Permalink for this series I realize that there are different classes of people in this world. 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Before his time at Irvine Pres, Mark served on the staff of the First Presbyterian Church of Hollywood as Associate Pastor of Education. (Thanks to Janel Pahl for taking the photo to the right.) Mark studied at Harvard University, receiving a B.A. in Philosophy, an M.A. in the Study of Religion, and a Ph.D. in New Testament and Christian Origins. He has taught classes in New Testament for Fuller Theological Seminary and San Francisco Theological Seminary. Mark has written several books, including No Holds Barred: Wrestling with God in Prayer (WaterBrook, 2005), Dare to Be True (WaterBrook, 2003), Jesus Revealed (WaterBrook, 2002), After \"I Believe\" (Baker, 2002), and Ezra, Nehemiah, Esther (Word, 1993). His most recent book is Can We Trust the Gospels? Investigating the Reliability of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John (Crossway, 2007). He is currently working on a commentary on Ephesians that will be published by Zondervan in 2014. Mark writes a devotional for The High Calling of Our Daily Work, a website associated with Laity Lodge. His \"Daily Reflections\" can be viewed online or sent as a daily email. If you wish to receive this email, just visit TheHighCalling.org and sign up. Mark serves on the editorial board of Worship Leader magazine, where he publishes articles and reviews, including his regular column \"Lyrical Poetry.\" Additionally, he has published dozens of articles in leading magazines and journals. He often speaks for churches and other Christian groups, and has been interviewed on over seventy-five radio programs nationwide. Mark is married to Linda, who is a Marriage and Family Therapist, a Spiritual Director, and a retreat speaker. They have two children, Nathan and Kara.For Publicity Photos and Bio Statements for Mark, please check here. Mark's Dossier Professional History: Senior Director and Scholar-in Residence, Laity Lodge, October 2007 to present. Senior Pastor Irvine Presbyterian Church, June 1991 to September 2007 Adjunct Assistant Professor Fuller Theological Seminary, 1994 to 2007. Courses: New Testament Theology and Exegesis. Adjunct Instructor San Francisco Theological Seminary, 1995 to 2001. Courses: New Testament Greek and Exegesis Associate Pastor of Education First Presbyterian Church of Hollywood, 1987-1991 Teaching Fellow Harvard University, 1980-1983 Education: Ph.D. in the Study of Religion. Harvard University, 1992. Area: New Testament and Christian Origins M.A. in the Study of Religion Harvard University, 1984. A.B. magna cum laude in Philosophy Harvard University, 1979. Phi Beta Kappa; Danforth Fellowship Books: Can We Trust the Gospels? Investigating the Reliability of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John. Crossway, 2007 No Holds Barred: Wrestling with God in Prayer. WaterBrook, 2005 Dare to Be True: Living in the Freedom of Complete Honesty. WaterBrook, 2003. Jesus Revealed: Know Him Better to Love Him Better. WaterBrook, 2002. After \"I Believe\": Experiencing Authentic Christian Living. Baker, 2002. Ezra, Nehemiah, Esther in the Communicator's Commentary Series. Word, 1993. Contacting Mark: You can reach Mark at: E-mail: mark@markdroberts.com mroberts@laitylodge.org Phone: Laity Lodge: (830) 792-1216 Address: Laity Lodge 719 Earl Garrett Kerrville, TX 78028","url":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/author\/mroberts"}]}},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/214"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=103"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=103"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=103"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/markdroberts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=103"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}