It's amazing how the things we watch on TV when we're younger affect our lives when we're older. I thought of that recently when I heard about the good news for airline passengers. Just in time for the sequester, the TSA says we can start bringing weird crap with us on planes again.
Is it just me or does sequester sound like the submarine in that TV show from the 60s? Starring David Hedisen and Richard Basehart as Admiral Nelsen, it's Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea -- in the Seaquester.
Or maybe it was a show about a cruise ship looking for port. Kind of a Love Boat slash Gilligan's Island spinoff. Starring Gavin McCloud as the knuckleheaded captain and Bob Denver as the goofy navigator. "Tune in to Sea Quester. It's high jinx at high tide, and all they find is slapstick, sidesplitting fun."
Anyhow -- the newly approved TSA items? You can now carry on small knives. Which is a relief since I've been doing that for years. I have a money clip that unfolds into a knife. I always put it in the tray but they never unfold it.
The TSA has also re-allowed us to bring on sporting goods. Cause, you know, pool cues are too precious to pack. The approved list also includes plastic bats, which had been banned before, ski poles, billiard sticks, golf clubs, and hockey sticks.
Hmm... I get the feeling they were never that much of a threat to begin with. But that one TSA adviser had overestimated their lethality. Perhaps because he spent too much time watching the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle series. And had a particularly deep impression of the violent ex-hockey player character Casey Jones.
There's a guy who understood the power of slapstick.
Cowabunga TSA!
America, ya gotta love it.
Monday, April 01, 2013
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