Oh yes, by all means, let’s bail out Spirit Airlines. Because when a company has spent years transforming air travel into a loud, ghetto rat infested, cramped, fluorescent nightmare with seat belts, the only rational response is to reward it with public money. Spirit did not stumble into being terrible. It cultivated it. It refined it. It built an entire brand around making a round-trip from Los Angeles to Chicago feel like a hostage exchange with boarding passes. This is not an airline. It is a social experiment designed to test how much indignity and torture the average American will tolerate in exchange for a fare that looks cheap right up until the fifth add on junk fee punches him in the throat. And let’s stop pretending the misery is limited to the aircraft. The real show starts at the gate. That is where the culture of Spirit fully blooms. People hauling duffel bags stuffed like federal disaster relief pallets. Passengers acting shocked, shocked, that bag fees exist on the one...