(Kennedy Airport, Tuesday evening) I’m flying business class for the first time in my life, thanks to the good people in Spain. The Business Lounge in Terminal 7 is quite a scene. There’s a bar, a marble fountain, a spa, a bank of free computers, a counter with free snacks, a conference room, and on the walls, the “British Airways Collection” of original drawings by the likes of Sol Lewitt and Christo. I guess if you’re rich, you don’t have to pay for things like food and Internet access. Also, we are invited to leave our bags unattended in a side room. I guess rich people don’t steal stuff. I got in here through a separate security checkpoint where the line was short and–maybe it was my imagination, but the Transportation Security Agency people sure seemed deferential. I guess if you’re rich, even the government offers you efficient and friendly service.