Thursday, April 21, 2011

Travel, American Style

My wife went on a trip last week and I took her to the airport. The line at “security” was about thirty minutes, but by the time I stood with her and said goodbye, as I was leaving, it had grown enormously. It stretched for more than a hundred yards, past baggage claim, past the restaurants, all the way to the next set of gates. It had to be taking people at the end of it well over an hour.

I found it profoundly depressing. People standing in line, “papers” in hand, shuffling along, not talking, faces expressionless. This is travelling in America today. Standing in line for more than an hour. To show your papers and be searched. "Home of the Brave, Land of the Free"

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