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[camwyn]

So.

New York City's gonna do random searches of people's bags if they wanna get on the subway and 'people who don't want to be searched are perfectly free to turn around and leave the station'.

Show of hands- do I start carrying a bag full of mousetraps, or should I start carrying a bag full of some formulation of Play-Doh that feels like dog crap if a cop puts his hand on it? Not that I dislike the members of the NYPD; I'm very fond of cops in general. But since the city doesn't seem to think that the Constitution matters any more (small surprise, since Washington doesn't either)- or that this constitutes a reasonable search and seizure- I'd like to make it plain that if you're going to search me, ever, you are going to have to pay for that privilege.

I'm thinkin' the play-doh. Or a can of non-dairy creamer with a lid that comes off easily- no, then they'd go "ACK ANTHRAX" and I'd be late for work. But you get the idea.

Suggestions?

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[maps-or-guitars.livejournal.com]

The average cop is going to believe the bag checking to be an unbeleivable, and probably futile, nuisance thought up by deskwarmers and political mucketymucks for the express purposes of B) making a show to the public and A) giving the working cop a royal pain in the ass. It will take the rawest recruit to see this as anything but meaningless makework.

It's really going to depend on your route. I imagine the major hubs are going to see a lot of bag checking. My route? Saw no cops.

[camwyn]

My route involves the Herald Square PATH / B, D, F, V station directly under Macy's. 's no Penn Station, but it's close. Once a week I also wind up having to use Columbus Circle, which should be interesting since that means I've got my rollerblading equipment when I turn up there.

"Yeah, sure, go ahead and search- sorry for the stench."
"Bioweapons?"
"Socks."
"Same thing. Get out of here. I got better things to do."

[maps-or-guitars.livejournal.com]

Re: stench

I got the same thing going on. 'Specially since I got serious at they gym.

Bag search? Ah pity da foo.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

I can't help but be reminded of working at Blockbuster. About once every six months.

"Okay, folks it's Project Worship Customer time. We're going to be out there on the floor, doing magic! Levitating shit! Breaking the laws of physics! With like a million more employees!"

Three weeks later, there's one less employee then there are registers, the lines are back to the 'Action' section and the manager is in the office, arguing with his girlfriend. As usual.