A concept immortalized by Erica Jong in her book of the same name, where she literally and figuratively fights the two forces of those fears. 

I have not had that good fortune. Okay, maybe one for two…Refer to her book, if you care to, for the other fear.

My fear of flying, while not totally debilitating (I will get on a winged vehicle) does have me seeking out various and assorted balms to steel my nerves, or render me close enough to a somnambulist state to have me only vaguely aware of where I am and what I am doing. 

My preferred choice of seats, when I can swing it, is in first class. I will use my frequent flyer miles, any upgrade possible or simply pleading to score those seats. It is my contention that if I think I am sitting on a bus and have no visual of the hundreds of people behind the curtain (I know this is definitively not Oz) it will be okay. If I can't snare those seats, I simply up the balm ante.

Thus, I will never be a participant in the 'domain of exclusivity' for members of any Airline Flyers Elite Club. All this hype probably went down just a notch when an American Airline plane did a belly slide past home plate in Jamaica (like in the Island, Jamaica) this week. Delighted, by the way, to report there were no serious injuries).  

I do hear tell that the airlines are considering a "Frequent Philanderer Club" to accomodate the politicos, athletes, and Hollywood star and starlets, for which they get double bonus points.

As for me, my Costco membership is sufficient.