As I flew through a couple of airports (actually, I waddled along behind hundreds of other weary waddlers lined up for lord knows what kind of indignity) this weekend, I was relieved to see my liquids still elicited some amount of fussing. I’d hate to see any relaxation of that important security precaution. A collagen and gold elixir particularly intrigued one of the female enforcers, but she took pity once she looked at my face.
God knows what would have happened had I been travelling with an air to surface missile, Pumpkins. Who's securing the world from those?
On the surface of it, what’s the harm in someone riding around the Ukrainian countryside in a BUK missile carrier tank, right? Insane criminals have their rights. Meanwhile, MH 17 was buttoned up safe as all get out with no contraband water bottles and everyone’s electronic devices turned off.
The absurdity of our "security" system is stupefying, Pumpkins. Illusions of safety cannot protect children from trigger happy armed killers.
