Whether they are scurrying through summit venues, storming the business class gates in airport terminals, lunching at restaurants with high ceilings and unobtrusive waiters, or drinking bottled water in air-conditioned boardrooms, the citizens of nowhere are our new ruling class. Politicians, corporate top dogs, media stars, "opinion formers" and bureaucrats, they occupy a prism of halogen-lit elitism, the same from Brussels to Bangkok, Sao Paulo to San Diego. Rootless, technocratic, unburdened by the baggage of locality or the complications of history, they exist in every nation but feel attached to none.