What about my rights?

At the risk of sounding like a freak, I've got to vent about the airline industry stripping away our rights based on one or two people breaking the rules. I just returned from a conference in Las Vegas, where I took a little time to go shopping after a session. I found these great body sprays at Ann Taylor for $5. Wow! In my packing frenzy to return home, I carefully made sure that everything was where it needed to be in order to avoid the search and seizure routine--except the body sprays. What was I thinking? Needless to say, they were confiscated.

Now, do you really suppose they think we're such a great threat, when all they do is toss everything out in the same bin? Not much risk of these scents combining in that way, is there? Think they might cause an explosion? Anyway, I was furious and ready to sue the airline industry for infringing on my personal rights. Anyone feel the same way? They must collect hundreds of thousands of dollars' worth of liquids each year. Sigh.

On another note entirely, the conference was good. It was on Social Media, of all things. One of our keynote speakers was David Pogue, who had me rolling (I had to put your name in here, David, to see if you really would show up and read my blog).

One gentleman at my table asked where I was from, and when I said "Salt Lake," he got kind of misty and said how beautiful it is here, to which I heartily agreed. He then said, "That's a straight shot down I-15 for you to get here, isn't it?" Affirmative. He then cracked me up: "You could make all kinds of analogies about that being a literal descent into hell." Amen.