An ad from the New Yorker, aimed at people with the itch to fly and the scratch to pay for it. You'd think the airlines would have been falling over themselves to introduce IFE - that's in-flight entertainment, of course - but the International Air Transport Association banned it. It would be costly, add weight, and what's the point? Let them read a book. It's not like no one will fly becaus there's no movie.

The Justice Department "ruled that such an arbitrary rule would constitute illegal 'restraint of trade,'" and eliminated the ban. (Source.) Pan Am installed black-and-white TVs in the planes for people to enjoy, and offered those miserable spongy headphones that weren't really speakers at all, but tubes.

 

   
  The ad has the usual suspects - show tunes, classical, easy listening. I included this one because it really shows a keen grasp of the up-to-the-minute tastes of Young America, the majority of which was clamoring night and day for more banjo music.