Facing turbulence

The rest of the people on the plane were also not my idea of a fun group to die with. When things really got messy and we were being buffeted around like aphids clinging to a paper glider, some drunken idiot started yelling "Ooopsy-Daisy" every time we took a dive, and a few other fools kept laughing hysterically. The thought of dying with all these comical ass-holes and then arriving in the underworld with a visa marked "Unitarian" kept me praying avidly throughout the flight. There are no atheists on turbulent airplanes."

Erica Jong, Fear of Flying (New York: Signet, 1974), p. 232