Risk and Boredom in the Air
I'm heading back to New York next month to be the best man at my old roommate's wedding, and I must say that I am annoyed that those darn terrorists are at it again with the planes and the exploding. It is not that I am worried that I'll get vaporized on my 20 hour trip, those odds are about as likely as me winning the lotto. No, my fear is that I'll be stuck in the air for nearly a day with nothing to do because of the latest carry-on luggage restrictions. Good lord, that would suck.
Fortunately, it looks like I'll be in the clear with a laptop or an iPod, as I'm not traveling from Britain. I just need to remember to check-in my toothpaste and duty-free when I get my ticket. What a pain in the ass. And, um, not to make anyone worry, but how long can it be till the bad guys figure out that they can just check in their liquid explosives? It's not like it would work any less in cargo with a little bit of chemical gumption.
Oh terrorists, is this really the best way to stick it to the man? What is it with this obsession with planes?