“Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, but three times, Mr. Bond, is enemy action.”
So, that makes 6 times, what? I’ll tell you. It’s simply all-out war.
And that is how many times in a row that the TSA has opened one of my bags (secured with the TSA-approved Travel Sentry locks), inspected the contents, and then proceeded to toss the lock away (or resell it on EBay, or whatever the hell they do with the locks) and six times in a row that they’ve neglected to put in the required sheet of paper explaining that my bag has been searched, yada, yada, yada.
What are we to make of this? Hit the jump to find out.
The TSA is telling us, in effect, “we hate your locks and we’ll keep tossing them until you give in and give us unlocked bags.”
Now, in defense of these overworked civil servants, nothing has been missing from my bags. But it is a huge pain in the tuchas to keep buying these locks, only to have them clipped and tossed or resold or whatever by the very agency that approved their use in the first place.
I’m sitting in Colorado Springs, having driven 70 miles in blizzard conditions from Denver, to teach a workshop for National Geographic Traveler, and I had a case of strobe gear all locked up with a heavy duty Travel Sentry lock. It’s gone, as are the locks that I used on the way to and from Buenos Aires, Slovenia, and several flights before that.
I will be voicing my complaints on the TSA blog, called, of all things, The Evolution of Security!
But the way I feel tonight, I’d rather have that TSA blogger right on the same table that Goldfinger has James Bond on. Of course, I would be more charitable than Auric himself, whose other bit of great dialogue from this scene goes something like this:
Bond: (defiantly) Do you expect me to talk?
Goldfinger: (jovially) Oh no, Mr. Bond. I expect you to die!