Reclining does not make me inhuman
Does it make me a tool? I mean, maybe. Sure, probably. But it’s no lamer than the people who carry on those weird tray-locking devices to block other passengers’ tilt-ability, or bro-hams like Meltzer who brute-force the same result.
Would I get into a fight about it at 30,000ft? Of course not. I’m a goddamned adult, which is why I deploy some basic etiquette to minimize retaliation when I recline. Is the person behind me using a laptop? Is their tray full of drinks? Are they even awake? Depending on the situation, I’ve gone so far as to strike up a conversation with the passenger on my six to give them a bit of warning.
Which brings me to my larger point: class warfare, cabin monetization, and something I like to call the legroom-industrial complex. (I actually just coined that term, but I think it’s great, so let’s roll with it, savvy?)