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Tuesday, July 25, 2021

Faced with price competition that’s as low as it can go, airlines are focusing on enhancements to their inflight entertainment/communications capabilities to distinguish themselves and keep customers coming back.

But is enhanced in-flight entertainment able to generate higher fares? “It certainly is when you’re talking about premium cabins” — first class and business class, on long-haul international flights, said Rob Brookler, a spokesman for the World Airline Entertainment Association.

Many airlines are also evaluating other new areas of digital and Wi-Fi in-flight services, like Internet access and cellphone and text-messaging connectivity.

I’m seeing an airline industry in which frequent-flyer points really don’t mean jack anymore. When you can access the lowest fares available, what’s the point? You have incentive to bounce around.

And I’m a testament to the allure of inflight entertainment as a hook for repeat business. Delta Airlines’ now-departed Song got me to come back again and again with its personalized media monitor; and since Delta appears to be adopting that perk in its regular flights, I’ll be making that airline my preferred flyer for the foreseeable future. It’s the little things that count, ultimately.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 07/25/2006 05:44:14 PM
Category: Business
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I hate to break it to my poli-junkie friends in Florida, but guess what: New York’s got its very own Katherine Harris.

It’s true! Kathleen Troia “KT” McFarland is also a Republican running for Senate, also has no shot in hell of winning, and can give Harris a run for her money in terms of campaign ineptness:

[Former Yonkers mayor John] Spencer and his allies, including state GOP Chairman Stephen Minarik, have repeatedly called on McFarland to quit the race, but she said again Thursday she wasn’t giving that notion any thought.

McFarland has attempted to use her work as a Reagan-era Pentagon official — she was a speech writer and public affairs executive there — to boost her national security credentials.

“I’ve spent my entire life in the national security field. I’m a Cold Warrior,” she said in Rochester. “We won the Cold War. We’re now at war again, the war on terror. I want to be part of the decision process to make those choices.”

Yeah, a PR flack who last worked in Washington 21 years ago is the ideal terrorist ass-kicker. And I’m sure all those cups of coffee she fetched at the DoD were crucial to taking down the Soviet Union.

The similarities with Harris’ shipwrecking odyssey are astounding:

- Both women’s state GOP leadership have pleaded for them to drop out and avoid an embarrassing trouncing;

- Both have pumped in their own funds to keep their campaigns afloat, making them look like little more than reality-detached vanity projects;

- Both claim credentials based on little more than being errand-girls for a conservative Republican powerbase;

- Both have practically no popular appeal for a Senate run.

I wouldn’t be surprised to find out they used the same base primer for their makeup jobs…

I’m seeing a separated-at-birth scenario here. Perhaps something good will come of this collective foolishness in New York and Florida — Katherine and Kathleen will discover each other, find out they had the same mother or father, and have a big family reconciliation! (Hey, a likelier fantasy than the two of them someday conferring in the Senate chamber…)

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 07/25/2006 09:17:21 AM
Category: Florida Livin', New Yorkin', Politics
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buzz outed

Hi Steven,

Do I have your attention now?
I know all about her, you dirty, sneaky, immoral, unfaithful, poorly-endowed slimeball.
Everything’s caught on tape.

Your (soon-to-be-ex) Wife,
Emily

p.s. I paid for this billboard from OUR joint bank account.

Yes, that girl Emily is one woman scorned, isn’t she? She decked out this billboard, on 7th Avenue in Manhattan, along with others in Brooklyn, Chicago and LA.

Too bad it’s all a viral marketing hoax, uncovered in rather short order last week:

The bad news for viral marketers who use these kind of devices: executives at Court TV said they did not really want to be discovered so quickly. The good news is that even after the ruse was discovered, people visited the Emily blog, pushing it to one million hits by the end of Thursday. A fake surveillance video on the blog, supposedly from a private eye capturing Steven holding hands with his paramour, hit YouTube and became one of its most-viewed videos. Did it even matter that Emily was fictitious?

Court TV’s “Parco P.I.” is behind this chintzy maneuver? Typically dreckful. Although I’d have thought this would have been more of a “Cheaters” job.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 07/25/2006 08:45:34 AM
Category: Advert./Mktg., TV
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hung up
From now on, during my daily subway rides, I’m going to keep my eyes fixed on the poles. I’ll be looking for a pair of hands wrapped in City Mitts, the custom gloves designed for germophobes who don’t want to catch their deaths via commute.

And once spotted, I’m going to smack the owner of those hands upside his/her hollow head.

Honestly, how much of a schmuck can you be? Does anyone honestly think they can stave off infection by avoiding skin contact with a metal pole, when those same germs are probably crawling all over the subway car? This caters to the same morons who tiptoe into public restrooms and fool themselves into thinking they’re staying sterile by using their foot to flush the toilet. I’d pay money to see their faces were they to watch an infrared image of themselves, with full germ count, during their daily meticulous routine — the futility of their rituals would be vivid.

Germs are a fact of life, especially in a big city, so get over it. You can douse yourself in Phisohex and you’re still not going to avoid breathing in the bugs. Unless you’ve sealed yourself in a plastic bubble, you’re crawling with germs every single day. If your immune system is so lax that it can’t handle that, then you deserve to get sick.

The only positive here is that these ridiculous accessories — which look like rejects from Michael Jackson’s closet — will make it that much easier to spot the kooks.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 07/25/2006 08:17:17 AM
Category: New Yorkin', Society
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