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(Half-written this morning, posted as private, and I just now re-edited it at 11:20PM. It's not that I changed my mind about any of it, but I didn't want to misrepresent myself. I may be, still.)
My eggs taste weird this morning. I think my sense of taste is off. (I hope they're okay, I'd never be able to tell.) I woke up at 7:20, took two Advil (dosage is one) and went back to sleep for an hour, but I still feel like I could sleep the rest of the day. I have a pot of coffee. (I tossed a somewhat larger spoonfull of baker's chocolate into the coffee grounds than I normally do.)
I hate those people who have this air of privilege about them, as if they're too damn good to be treated this way. We had one of those last night, last thing before we closed the checkpoint. (Of course she couldn't be bothered to come in before we made the announcement that we'd be closing.) Mainertoo and I had to screen her as selectees. FIL attempted to smooth her ruffled feathers, to no avail.
She felt she knew all about how these sorts of things should work, because she's from Israel. "You need to profile," she sneered at us.
(And no, I don't profile all Israelies as acting like they have a stick up their butt, because I've met some quite nice Israelies. There are spoiled brats from everywhere and anywhere. This woman also now lives in New York, but I've met plenty of polite New Yorkers. Unfortunately, because she brought up the issue of profiling and she used her home country as an example, and that ended up being the major issue we disagreed on, I can't even rant properly without mentioning it.)
"That's illegal," Mainertoo responded, giving her a glare that looked like he wanted to add, "in this country," and seemed to indicate that he thought it would be immoral too. (Only not immoral in a nice way.)
"You need to build a better database," she said.
He turned his back on her and began searching her bag. Sensible of him, because that's when you just feel like saying, as he said when we had walked away from her, "I'll profile you. How do we know your husband isn't in the car with a gun being held to his head because you're supposed to be carrying a package in here?"
Honestly, I don't see Israel's example of how to deal with terrorism as being all that inspirational to me. Just because someone has been doing a job for a while doesn't mean that the method they've chosen is the most efficient method.
Also, in the U.S. we can't really do the profiling thing. Yeah, it's illegal, and for good reasons. This country would be undermining it's basic principles if we allowed racial stereotyping to be institutionalized.
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eor pointed out to me when I was ranting to him about this, if we decided to profile this woman would probably be profiled as a potential problem. She's from a country that has a high rate of terrorism, almost universal military training for the citizens, and ready access to technologically advanced weaponry. Doesn't sound like a good combination.
What's worse, to me, is that her twelve year old had already picked up all her nasty habits and was just as much of a spoiled brat. I mean, do you want your kid to grow up liked, or disliked? Good manners go a loooong way toward making your path in life much easier.
My eggs taste weird this morning. I think my sense of taste is off. (I hope they're okay, I'd never be able to tell.) I woke up at 7:20, took two Advil (dosage is one) and went back to sleep for an hour, but I still feel like I could sleep the rest of the day. I have a pot of coffee. (I tossed a somewhat larger spoonfull of baker's chocolate into the coffee grounds than I normally do.)
I hate those people who have this air of privilege about them, as if they're too damn good to be treated this way. We had one of those last night, last thing before we closed the checkpoint. (Of course she couldn't be bothered to come in before we made the announcement that we'd be closing.) Mainertoo and I had to screen her as selectees. FIL attempted to smooth her ruffled feathers, to no avail.
She felt she knew all about how these sorts of things should work, because she's from Israel. "You need to profile," she sneered at us.
(And no, I don't profile all Israelies as acting like they have a stick up their butt, because I've met some quite nice Israelies. There are spoiled brats from everywhere and anywhere. This woman also now lives in New York, but I've met plenty of polite New Yorkers. Unfortunately, because she brought up the issue of profiling and she used her home country as an example, and that ended up being the major issue we disagreed on, I can't even rant properly without mentioning it.)
"That's illegal," Mainertoo responded, giving her a glare that looked like he wanted to add, "in this country," and seemed to indicate that he thought it would be immoral too. (Only not immoral in a nice way.)
"You need to build a better database," she said.
He turned his back on her and began searching her bag. Sensible of him, because that's when you just feel like saying, as he said when we had walked away from her, "I'll profile you. How do we know your husband isn't in the car with a gun being held to his head because you're supposed to be carrying a package in here?"
Honestly, I don't see Israel's example of how to deal with terrorism as being all that inspirational to me. Just because someone has been doing a job for a while doesn't mean that the method they've chosen is the most efficient method.
Also, in the U.S. we can't really do the profiling thing. Yeah, it's illegal, and for good reasons. This country would be undermining it's basic principles if we allowed racial stereotyping to be institutionalized.
Furthermore,
eor pointed out to me when I was ranting to him about this, if we decided to profile this woman would probably be profiled as a potential problem. She's from a country that has a high rate of terrorism, almost universal military training for the citizens, and ready access to technologically advanced weaponry. Doesn't sound like a good combination. What's worse, to me, is that her twelve year old had already picked up all her nasty habits and was just as much of a spoiled brat. I mean, do you want your kid to grow up liked, or disliked? Good manners go a loooong way toward making your path in life much easier.