It's getting to the point where we ARE treated like cattle. I try to get an aisle seat wherever I can because even though I'm not a huge guy (under 6' and 200 lbs) I'm shoved over by the folks in the middle and window seats until I feel like I have to do a "one-cheek sneak" to shoehorn my ass into the seat. Oh, and forget about that armrest or six inches into MY seat.
Or maybe it's just because the woman in the middle seat coming back from Vegas was an obnoxious space hog.
Please, I don't want anyone to think I hold a grudge against fat people. Loud people piss me off too.
Last November I flew to Japan and had the pleasure to sit aisle seat with two old, loud Chinese women who wouldn't shut up. As we climbed to altitude I figured the higher cabin altitude would put them to sleep but no, they just kept on yappin. "Schwee, schwaa schwar, har har!" and "Har har, schar schwaa schwee?" Arrrrgh!
Finally, I leaned over and very loudly gave them the universal "shush" sign. That did it. The louder one moved to another seat six rows back but I could still hear her.
I gave up long ago trying to get any assistance from the "stewardesses".