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Cookies and our breaking points

If you’re reading this, we’ve safely landed in Detroit. I’ve never been to this airport before, but I hear it’s nice. I’ll report back when I’ve had a chance to look around.

In the past, I’ve had a difficult time sleeping on airplanes. However, on the flight from Phoenix, I was asleep before we pushed back from the gate. I slept for well over an hour. I woke up feeling great, in spite of, or perhaps because of, the two tall beers I had at the airport.

The cabin crew was just beginning its beverage and snack service when I woke up, so I got a coffee and a package of Biscoff — those ginger cookies that are often served with coffee on airplanes. They’re called Speculoos everywhere I’ve had them outside the U.S.

Some time ago — perhaps a few months ago, maybe more — I read an article about the uproar passengers caused when an airline took away its cookies, replacing it with a cheaper snack. I no longer remember where I read the article or which airline it was or which brand of cookies, but I thought about the article as I munched my Biscoff.

At the time I read the article, it amused me that, after all the indignities airline travelers have suffered over the past two decades, cookies were the breaking point for a loud minority of passengers. It made me wonder how people determine what matters enough to them to get angry.

Genital scanners at the TSA checkpoint? Meh.

Different cookies during beverage service? Aux armes!

Perhaps it’s just a matter of people picking fights they can win. After a brief social media campaign, the old cookies did come back.