Wednesday, February 25, 2009

In-flight Reading

A funny thing happened on my way to the airport last week. I was packing my briefcase, and a friend saw me pack one of the many fine recent philosophy books that have the word terrorism in the title. I was strongly urged not to bring such a book with me to an airport. The proposed reason was that anything suggesting an interest in terrorism-- even a book suggesting an interest in condemning terrorism-- would be a red flag for airport security.

We argued about it for a while, and then I guess I figured that the likelihood of a hassle precipitated by the book was high enough. So I left the book in my office. But I'm still bothered by the fact that I did. Is it really this bad at the airports these days?

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Depends. Are you any particular shade of brown?

729 said...

Known instances of how wrong things have gone for people at airports are so incredibly horrifying that I'm very much inclined to say things can really be that bad. These are just a few I recall. They don't involve any books about terrorism, but the common denominator is salient:

Five Year Old

Toronto "Gun" Incident

Family Denied Entry

Contaminate Feeding Tube

729 said...

One more accidentally left out...

Forced Deplaning

The Brooks Blog said...

I would have brought it.

Rabbit said...

Don't forget about Megatron

And be careful what you read at the pub, also.

Anonymous said...

I read Nozick's "Anarchy, State and Utopia" on a train to New York which actually had the pleasant effect of people avoiding me and giving me lots of space lol ;)

Anonymous said...

This might make you feel better (and worse):

http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/200811/airport-security

Anonymous said...

way to puss out

Glaucon said...

This is a bit off-topic, but Anon@1:52's post reminds me of the appearance of Anarchy, State, Utopia in a Soprano's episode (the witness to Tony's killing Matt Bevilaqua is reading it when his de re belief that Tony Soprano killed that guy becomes the de dicto belief that Tony Soprano killed that guy). It's a philosophical moment right up there with Pussy's son giving AJ a lesson in existentialism & phenomenology at the batting cages.

I remember reading Dukheim's Suicide on the subway and getting some odd, concerned looks ...

Anonymous said...

I'll tell you a little story about my return from Mexico last summer, and the story revolves around a [dun, dun, DUNNNNN!]...

Change purse.

It's a cute little thing, just big enough to hold a credit card and some cash. It's black with a little metal and rhinestone zipper-pully thing that is about an inch in width and in the shape of...

A gun.

Well, I forgot it was in there, and I did manage to get out of the US with it. However, when security at the Cancun airport ran my bag through the machine (that sounds dirty), there was some sort of drama. After about 20 minutes of security goons whispering to each other, they finally asked if I would empty the bag. And there it was -- a teeny, tiny RHINESTONE GUN-SHAPED THING.

Gene and I had a disagreement over whether they were upset because they didn't know if the gun was actually larger than what was shown on their monitor. My response? "Um, no. It's an X-ray machine... you know, sort of like what doctors use."

~ PBK

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