- Sent from seat 26D
- Sent from seat 26D
I once regularly toted my Swiss Army knife on plane trips. I'd toss it into the basket with my keys and wallet and be waved through the metal detector (with shoes still on, mind you), and it was never given a second glance.
I've carried that same poor, battered knife daily for almost 25 years now. In fact, I was denied entrance to a New Year's venue this year because I admitted to having a pocket knife on my person and refused to part with it. $60 wasted. WTF?
Have we become a society of emasculated pansies that fears little pocket knives?
They will apparently still on occasion confiscate fingernail clippers that have an attached file/nailcleaner, for whatever reason.
I have a suspicion that we haven't, but the government keeps saying we have, and we all just assume they're talking about everyone else.
Some people are afraid of just about everything.
I make knives. (Some people immediately jump to the conclusion that I must be a nutty survivalist, when the reality is that I just like making things with my hands.) I almost always carry one, whether it's a small folding knife or fixed blade knife.
When I made the first knife, people at work were curious. They asked to see it in a meeting. My boss was very uncomfortable about it and asked me not to make it known I carry a knife to avoid problems with skittish folks.
This is in Montana, where a large number of people own at least one gun and it's incredibly easy to get a concealed weapon permit.
"But it says 'Swiss Army' on it."
"It's not a knife."
"Surrreee. Step this way, please."
And you wouldn't let a pirate on a plane, would you?
I used to regularly fly through Portland, Maine (where some of the 9/11 hijackers boarded) and the security screening staff there were some of the few that always looked at my knife. I felt really horrible to see them on the security videos as the hijackers passed through. It wasn't their failure because boxcutters were allowed at the time.