If you know what I'm talking about you'll understand
Hey, so I just felt like pointing out that I made it through the entire week without deliberately being an asshole to anyone and at no point whatsoever did I feel like my First Amendment rights were being stripped from me for doing so.
As a straight, white male, I feel I deserve praise for this.
Color codes
A bunch of you, including folks from outside the U.S., wrote in to remind me that the terrorist color alerts are still well and active at airports. Someone asked me if I wasn't aware of that because I didn't fly a lot.
Strangely, I actually flew a lot last year. I guess I never noticed that there were signs saying what the color level was because I was too busy hoping the giant Darth Vader X-ray machine wasn't sterilizing me. C'est la vie.
"Color Alert System"
Yes, it's true. Not only is Homeland Security getting rid of the color code system, the system actually still exists and you didn't even know that. It's okay, I was surprised when I found this out too.
Now, it's early in the morning and I haven't had coffee yet but off the top of my head I can't think of anything more maligned, mocked, and representative of the manipulative idocy of the Bush administration than this stupid color alert system, with the exception of John Ashcroft covering up bronze nipples and, I guess, Bush himself. My philosophical question for the day is if sheer stupidity can compensate for age in the process of labeling something a "relic." Less than ten years old, the color alert system deserves the equal pomp and reverence of a mummified clown.
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