Since the administration is engaged in radical reform with the view to augmenting homeland security, a pitch should be made for the application, in airline travel, of intelligence -- that's intelligence as in "the faculty of thinking, reasoning, and acquiring and applying knowledge." Nothing to do with counter-terrorism, but a great deal to do with the public morale and, conceivably, of lifesaving consequence for the airline industry.
The comedian David Brenner is on the warpath on the subject. He told his audience that he has taken a long gig at a club in New Jersey for the single reason that it will spare him his routine, which for years has been dates here and there that had him flying an average of six times a week. He describes the ordeal, which most Americans who fly have experienced.
He likes to recount the airline trip with his 6-year-old son. The security people insisted on removing the slugger's baseball cap, examining it and prying loose the lining -- even as a few grownups wearing baseball caps (perhaps they should have aroused suspicion, but they didn't) breezed by. Brenner recounted, over the air, stratagems he and others have tried, intended to avoid or palliate the flying experience. They include arriving at the airport with less and less luggage -- he didn't examine the possibility of arriving in underwear, but nothing has spared him the time, and the humiliation; he is not above complaining that some of the strip-searchers don't speak in English.
And then he discovered that an "S" is affixed to his name on air tickets, which scarlet letter instructs personnel to Search. If you have an "S," you will certainly have to take off your shoes to yield any hidden bomb. And an "S" can affix itself to anybody, under the random rule.
Brenner speaks of the tall man with a mustache who checked in carrying a magnum automatic pistol, fully loaded. He got by the inspectors in the matter of the firearm because he had a permit exactly describing and authorizing the weapon. The searcher then turned to a manicure set and removed from it a clipper, used to trim the traveler's mustache. He was told he would have to give up the clipper and have it mailed to his home address.